January 13, 2021 seems like a decent day. The sun is out, its 40some degrees, what more can I ask for during winter in Iowa?
My mood continues to flip and flop, knowing your days are limited causes this (as does a lot of things that aren’t relevant to me at this time). Impending death causes rapid bipolar, imagine that.
Mom will be here Saturday. YAY. She is staying for 2 weeks. YAY. Everything appears to be ready for her visit. YAY YAY YAY for having a super wife who likes to get things done.
I am up to 8 spots of pain now. Started with 2 knees, added 2 ankles, blew thru my hips, and had settled firmly in my shoulders, Ranging is pain from shoulders of 2, to knees regularly 6 or 7. The pain is what really sucks… I mean c’mon you already told me I am going to die, do I really have to suffer too?
Teresa bought our dogs a new dog bed and it seems that neither dog is really interested in it. It’s soft, it’s cushy, it’s a great dog bed and they seem ambivalent to it. Oh well, nice try.
Teresa also bought me a vibrating/heated prop up in bed pillow thing. I believe it is arriving tomorrow. Looking forward to having a big new gadget to play with.
On with the update, after Monday’s 2 blood and 2 platelet transfusions, my hemoglobin was 9.5 and my platelets were 61. The highest they have been in a long time, and for kicks and giggles here my white blood count is at 3. The crowd has my permission to go crazy over those numbers. Too bad they won’t last.
My breathing problems are getting worse. OH, you are asking now “what breathing problems”? Well, I am not getting enough oxygen while I sleep. I could go back on my CPAP (NO way in Hell) or I can just let Teresa worry more about my (Don’t want that, but its inevitable). Last night was really bad, the night before wasn’t. Go figure.
But anyhow, here is the gospel according to Hectic… I made it thru December and January. I honestly feel like I can make it 3 more months. I feel pretty good whilst feeling rotten. If by chance something does happen and I do pass on unexpectedly, Teresa has instruction of what goes where. So she has names, addresses, and phone numbers of everyone who is to get anything. So, I am good there.
At this point, I am still blubbering when I try to talk about things over the phone. I finally got ahold of Tom and I lost control. Just cried and cried and cried. I am just better in person, so if you want to visit, just say the words and we can make a home visit a thing (more than likely).
That brings me to the end of thing blog. Sorry for the long delay since the last one. I will try to be better I promise.