I Feel ... Productive

 Not quite noon, and I feel like I have accomplished quite a bit this morning (for me). Picked up the Youngest's dead computer from Data Doctors. They quoted $1300 for replacement of compatible parts. At Walmart, I found a system that would work for him (verified) and for only $899. It is to be shipped and arriving tomorrow. Christmas is definitely done for that kid this year!

Our Riders dinner wasn't as good last night. I think we did like 14 sales versus our usual 20+. I know it is December, and that limits, but truly was hoping for more. RM and PT came by. At one point I about smacked PT upside the head. We were in the canteen area prior to dinner, and he asks, out load, 'Have you decided to quit your Secretary position in the Riders'? Well, the Director was right behind him, so I muttered a quick 'I don't want to talk about it' and hoped the Director didn't overhear. I don't think he did. But PT is just getting worse with the dementia/mindset stuff. Just blurts out whatever, even if he already asked it. Does things like above, without a thought. Makes me want to be around him less, if that is possible from what I already feel.

So, dead computer picked up, new one ordered, picked up "breakfast" at McDs for the family, and started to pull out all my Santa gear. I need to see if I threw away the suit I had been using for the Santa Runs. It is stained, and whatnot, but I did find it, so no worries of dirtying up my nicer one I use for gigs. Some electrical tape repair to the belt, a quick lint remover roll and should be good to go for tonight. Oh, I need to get a hat for it. I didn't see one when I found the rest of the suit. Good suit is pretty much ready to go for the 19th as well.

I think I have decided that I am going to go to the ER tomorrow for a paracentesis. This morning I woke, again not feeling the pressure as bad, so am beginning to think the change in meds has starting a positive impact now. But I still need this drainage done as it is uncomfortable. I'm packing my backpack tonight just in case. Couple changes of underwear, socks and PJs, laptop, tablet and chargers. Just in case they keep me over night (or longer).

VFW Riders meeting Monday night for me, if I am discharged in time. Looks like we might do a spaghetti, garlic bread and salad for our January dinner. Director and I talked last night, the Hall has a rental that night after our dinner, so I am sure we will pick up some extra meal sales. A good reason to go with spaghetti! Cheap to make lots of it.

Okay, well, I still have stuff to finish prior to the Santa Run tonight. We should call it "The Myth, the Beard, the Legend ... Last Run with Santa". I am the only one from seven years ago, that will be at tonight's Run, and the last of the Original Guard. Really wish Oldest Son could make tonight (he has 6 years of going) but I understand Life happens.

Yesterday I worked on a spreadsheet for my medical stuff. One page is medications, amounts, times/day, followed by a second workbook page of the Doctors, and who they are to me (PCP, AZ Liver, etc.). Printed out a handful of copies to carry with my medical journal, because everyone always asks for the medicine info. Second page is in case they need contact numbers, etc. I think it turned out pretty good, considering I am self-taught and learning. My buddy that is "taking over the Santa Run" did a spreadsheet for those going, who has paid, who confirmed, etc. that I also modified up this morning. Adjusted it so those that need to pay still are at the top and easy to find on the list. We need about 8 more that committed to go, to show up and pay to cover the bus costs. I'm hoping the SIL doesn't go, as my Brother said her money will pay for my spot if she doesn't go. I like free.

Anyways, I wasting time now, so need to get off here.

PeacE

It's Easy To Get Lost ....

 ... in the seemingly notes/paperwork/discharges/follow-ups from doctors and hospitals, to find out the important things, like, what exactly are the meds/dosages? Is that a blood draw at the Liver Dr office, or is that not until January when he scheduled our next appointment? I have been trying my best to keep a journal of "all the experiences" of this joyride, as well as what reports I can print from patient portals for any doctors I see. I try to keep an accurate spreadsheet on my meds, dosages, how often to take. In fact, I need to call the Liver Spec. to confirm a couple things: do I have a blood draw on Monday, even though the appointment isn't until January? What were the changes he made to the two prescriptions? One I got cleared through the pharmacy already, as it was an increase in dosage and times to take. The other one, not sure...he said something about increasing it (I was already at 2xday per the hospital docs) but did he increase the dosage as well? Pharmacy is holding that one as I just filled that dosage strength a couple weeks ago, and the insurance wouldn't want me to have dangerous pills around, I guess. Gonna be a bit busy in the morning.....

Saturday, the Youngest was cleaning up some of his accumulated trash (empty sodas, sunflower seed packs, etc.) and accidently tipped a cup of water into the top of his computer casing. He was able to shut every thing down in seconds, but not sure how bad. He dismantled and dried out everything he could, and left it out and open to dry more. Sunday he tried powering it up, but only 2 (of 4 fans came on, and it was like the power wanted to come on, but wouldn't. Not knowing any computer-savvy people for this job, we took it up to Best Buy for their Geek Squad. 

I was angry! Without even looking at it, they charged me $180.00 ($16 and change tax) to purchase a coverage plan for this one item, that I don't even know if it is worth repairing. Then another $80 for diagnostic charge. Not happy! But Son needs it, and it needs to be found out. They guy hooks it up to a power source and turns it on, sees the same results we did, and said they wouldn't be able to look at it until the next day (it was evening). The next day, no call, no text from Geek Squad. Youngest and I go up, and I demand it back. A different person told me the coverage was required no matter what to have service there. I responded they didn't service it at all. He said when water spills are the cause they have to let it set 2 days before even looking at it. I demanded my refund, of the coverage and the diagnostic fee. He caved right away, when I added that his "associate" had fired it up the night we brought it in, and now it could be damaged more by their negligence of their own company policy. And Shouldn't I go speak to the manager right now?

So home we go with a computer that still doesn't work. The next day I took it into Data Doctors, who charged me $50 up front to look at it, said they had to wait the 1-2 days as well, and life went on. Today is that second day, and no call/text, so I told the Son we will call and check on it in the morning. Hopefully they found something fast, easy and cheap. I can't afford another whole computer right now.

My sister fell and fractured her pelvis this past weekend. She has been in the hospital (same one I go to) waiting to find a rehab facility that will take her insurance (Thanks Obama Affordable Care) and have a room available. Hoping tomorrow. I spent a little time with her yesterday and today. With her somewhat loopy from the pain meds, it's just too easy to get those sibling love jokes out of the way. I did promise no pictures though. Told her if she stayed until Sunday, we could be roomies. As I plan to go to the ER on Sunday for a draining, and any possible overnights they might need. At least my calendar is fairly free next week.

Getting close on my book goal. I have 2 reviews I have been lax about doing, and I think it leaves me one short, which I am working on reading now. Just with all this medical and whatnot, the desire to read like I did before has gone to the side as I just can't concentrate as well. Maybe when things start getting in better control.

PeacE

"... and I squealed with glee, as I knew the long awaited day had finally arrived ...."

 ... and then it shit on me.

The Liver Specialist was the longest awaited doctor appointment I have had over these past few months. Monday was the day! The Wife was off work to help be decipher all the medical jargon, and help me answer the correct questions with the correct answers instead of tearing off on tangents about ... whatever. Usually about the crap I went through at the hospital, etc. Either way, the appointment wasn't overly long. They wanted to do an U/S but as it had been a week, I was "re-filling" and there was too much fluid for them to really see what they were wanting to see. So, they sparked an appointment for January now (with fasting prior to). They ordered a full menu of bloodwork. Of the two 'laxatives' I take (to drain the water - which obviously is not working - I actually told the Doctor that I peed more prior to September regularly than I do now with pills to make me do it. It's like it just takes water from my body and throws it in the abdominal cavity. So, new pills, with taking multiple times a day versus once as before. The Doctor did ask one correct question: How much are they draining when I go in? I explained if I can get in at like 2 weeks, it's about 11+L, but over that time period it goes higher. I mean, 16.6L the last time I was in the hospital at that was at 2 1/2 weeks. He said that is a no-no. He set me up standing orders for therapeutic draining no more than once a week (as needed). Today I called the hospital - they are booked solid through December - no way to get an appointment. I explained that I would have to use the ER then, and the Scheduler agreed with me, saying 'Do what you need to do to help you'. And then I booked the four Tuesdays in January, in case I need them. I can cancel a couple days before if I don't need them. 

So all this happened prior to noon even. And it is the Wife's birthday. So, as she wanted, we went home and took a nap. She had some things to do in the afternoon, and I think it was about 6:30pm when I asked her if she wanted to go out on her birthday, or move it to the weekend. She commented that I am limited to what I can eat, I said I can do salad anywhere. Finally she said no, as it was getting late enough, with waiting on crowds, just not worth it. So I guess will will try this weekend.

Youngest Son has had a problem the past few days, but I think I will save that for tomorrow for fodder.

Friday is our VFW Riders meal - lasagna, garlic bread and salad. I signed up for the salad and dressings. Am going to try to make the dinner, as RM And PT will be there, but will depend on how I feel. Saturday morning is our Riders Toy Drive I should make an appearance out, but again, depends on how I feel. With the pressure I am feeling right now, I have a strong idea I will be entering the ER around 9am Sunday morning, and sending the Wife on her way. Nothing on my calendar until the 19th, so if the hospital keeps me a couple days again, I am okay. I'm packing a bit better this time too, just in case. Birthday dinner will have to be Saturday I guess.

Monday, after the appointment, I put my phone on do not disturb until today. Several friends and family tried reaching out for an update, but I just didn't have one. I also was feeling a bit in the dumps with how the whole thing went, and just needed to wrap my head around some things. It's getting hard to not just quit some days. I am in no way shape or form saying I am suicidal, or delusions of death, etc. I'm just tired.... of not seeing positive reactions/results, feeling like I am being not told all the info when it comes to my treatment and care. It is frustrating for me. Just as I am sure I am frustrating to my family at times with my shortness of breath, fatigue, tiredness, and any other ailment that hits me.

Sigh. One day at a time, they say. Well, I'm impatient.

PeacE

Let's See What Happens ....

 I last updated this past Saturday morning. Saturday itself wasn't a bad day, but at 12:15am that night, it started me on a ride I did not care for. I woke the Wife (who had just fallen asleep) and informed her we needed to go to the ER. Once again, the pressure on the abdomen was just too much, plus this time, I was actually getting some pain spikes throughout. My next normal appointment for paracentesis is on the 4th - five days away, and still over two weeks from the last one.

Spent most of Sunday in a room in the ER. They did perform a paracentesis and drained approximate 14.4 Liters of fluid (the highest yet from me, though that may not be an EXACT amount). Chest x-rays followed as per the norm, and sure enough, fluid in the lung cavity again as well. That meant an overnight stay, as they refuse to do two procedures on a patient (unless life/death threatening). I'm still not happy.

They switch me up to a room under observation, and my thoracentesis is going to be scheduled sometime the next day. Sure enough, 8:15am, I am off to get it done! I'm happy, thinking, like last time, there will be a couple hours observation afterwards, and they send me home. Nope. Here's a grenade, go lay on it over there and see what happens. For 2/3 of the day I am arguing with nurses and other staff as to why they are not releasing me - sodium too low, this isn't right, that isn't right, potassium is low. I told them half of that is because when they bring around your prescriptions you are to take, they gave me only 3 of the 8 I take, potassium being one of them. I was ready to scream for am AMA to leave, but the Wife talked me out of it. I finally gave up. Let the hospital keep me forever and kill me.

I am moved again to an actual inpatient room, where I spent the night (again awake all night). I saw Hospital Doctors on call, Nephrologists, Pulmonologists, too many nurses, over the course of my stay, and some would say I was good to go, then someone else would countermand that. Finally, Tuesday late morning, the Hospital Doctor discharged me. Longest hospital stay of my life with a bunch of what I feel were incompetents. I went home and crashed for a couple hours, and still made it to the House Comm meeting at the Post.

Wednesday I had to return to the hospital for the endoscopy. Aside from them running a little behind, it went fine. Glad they knock me out. I did get the report from it, and everything seems fine on that front, and I have the report for the Live Dr on Monday. Which is my next big appointment. This is the moment I have been waiting over three months for - to finally get some real answers as to what is going on, how bad is it, what are we going to do. Basically, what could very well be a life-changing moment.

The docs in the hospital did ask me to drop my fluid intakes to 40oz/day (down from 60oz, which a rarely was able to do) and I just shook my head and said sure. I know I need to, it is just hard.

Welp, I feel the need to release some bowel pressure, so need to go....

PeacE

Counting Down the Days ....

 Thanksgiving was a nice day. I was awake off and on the whole night before, anxiously awaiting the time to get up and moving so I could get down there to see my kids, and of course, the Grands. I cared not for the thoughts of glorious foods, desserts and ice cream. I just wanted some cuddle time with the little ones, and the joy it brings me to see all the grown kids together, joking around and whatnot, as if they had never left home.

Well, I finally just gave up around 7am I think it was, and with my "noises" I was making throughout the house, the Wife didn't get to sleep in to 8am. We were on the road by 8:45am. Youngest had left way early that morning, driving himself down. His first solo trip there, as well as the longest solo trip I think he has made since learning to drive.

We arrived, and only were waiting on the Oldest Son to get there. Unfortunately, his girlfriend could not make it. Their cat has been sick and requires timed medication I guess. The gal they had asked to take care of the cat for the day, wanted to take the cat over to her house, of which they were promptly like No. So she had to stay home and care for it. Food prep started, and I sat out of the way at the table, taking turns holding the two smaller Grands, and catching up with the kids as I could.

Dinner was extravagant. The SIL smoked a turkey, as well as deep-fried one. His skills are honed in now, and both turned out wonderfully juicy all the way through.. and the taste! Mmm-mmm good. I was able to get a few things on my plate that didn't make me nauseous, and was able to get them down. Mostly a little turkey, mashed potatoes, corn, deviled eggs, and some giblet gravy that the Daughter did for me from RM's recipe. OF course, this one is different, as they used drippings from the smoked turkey in it as well, so had that smoky taste to it, which I rather liked.

All the older kids had brought/made desserts, so there were plenty. I skipped on making my Cherry Delight (which they did gripe about) as there was going to be so much. I even had to bring some of a couple desserts home as I could not eat them there. We finally headed home around 8pm, the Oldest Son following. Youngest stayed the night, and the Middle Son and family had already headed back as he had to work that night. All made it home safe, except for the Youngest. As of last night, he seems to have caught the "bug" Daughter and family had earlier in the week. Lots of vomiting and sit-down time in the reading room. Hopefully he will feel well enough to travel home today.

Saturday is here, and this last week has been wonderful as my calendar has had nothing of importance on it, and is clear now through Tuesday night (VFW House meeting). Wednesday is my Endoscopy. Thursday is another paracentesis. And FINALLY, on the 8th is the Specialist appointment. Right now I am just over two weeks without being drained, and though the pressure is definitely there, yesterday, and so far today, I actually feel somewhat normal still. Keep it going for 5 more days....

Candy Canes came in for the Santa Run on the 13th. As did my new boots for my outfit. I also pretty much completed "my" shopping for everyone (Thank you Amazon) and am only down to gift cards now. Waiting for Fry's/Kroger to do their 4x fuel points (or 2x if at all) before I get them. RM and I joked a bit the other day about Christmas shopping and how Amazon is our friend, and keeps us out of the brick and mortar stores. I dislike crowds so much....

And I think that about does it for today. I have a couple things to adjust on the Agenda for Tuesday's meeting and send that out, then I am probably going to the Post later. I know, exciting, right? Oh, and RM.... next Riders dinner is 12/12 doing lasagna, garlic bread, and salad - $10/plate, usual time. Off to check the BP and Glucose....

PeacE

Happy Turkey Day

 Nothing like being woken up at 4:30am by the bladder.

I still have 4 hours until I told the Wife I wanted to be on the road.

I am not tired to lay back down.

I am over-excited as I get to see all the kids today.

PeacE

I'll Take All I Can ....

 So I left you yesterday with bated breath, as I sat on hold with scheduling for my next paracentesis. Yeah, I know. About as fun as having one. Anyways, after being on hold about 15 minutes, she came back and asked if she could work on it and call me back. We verified my callback number, and I hung up, thinking 'She ain't going this far out of her way for me. They do scheduling for all their facilities in the Valley (a number of them). 'Round about this time, I get a text from Walgreens saying my diabetic pill is in, and also three others ready for refill, would I like them yo refill. Duh, yes! Then I sit there.

After a bit, I see it is about 11:30am, and I am already just done mentally for the day. I feel off-balance inside, as it has been three days since my last diabetic pill, and though my morning glucose check was only a bit higher than usual, I still feel some of the effect of not taking it. Practice run I guess, as I have to stop taking it for three days prior to the endoscopy coming up soon anyways. I decide to head down to the Post. 

A couple hours later, I get a call from that scheduler - herself. She was able to get me in on 12/4 at 11am. I am in shock. Of course I take it. When I let the Wife know, she griped it was still over two weeks away, but if they were nearly into next year, and no open slots, I'll take this one. Worst case is an ER visit (again). I am just hoping I can get through to the 3rd, for the endoscopy, without major issues breathing, as they may reschedule. Want to keep it this year, so insurance covers it.

Over the course of the afternoon, through texts, I see three of my prescriptions are ready, one being my diabetic. I decide to stop there on the way home. As I am sitting there in front of the store, re-reading the text, checking their link, I see they want to charge me $300 for the month. No, I did a 3-month discount from the manufacturer just last month. So I go into the manufacturer website, and through the text feature ( I was already signed up) I was able to get a copy of the discount code. Then I went in. Yup. As she rang up the three scrips, the one came to $300. I gave her the code, and through some long and about way, she was able to finally get it to ring-up properly at $10. I grabbed the bag, threw money and ran.

Sometimes things do work out right even after a few days of frustration. RM would say it is God at work. I don't care what it is, as long as it is in my favor.

So I get to start out today, relaxed with the para appointment set, have all my scrips current, and maybe some plans today. I had a hard time getting to sleep last night (I blame it on too much tea yesterday) and the first event today at the Post is the AZ Confederation of Motorcycle Clubs. This is the top 2 leadership in each MC in AZ that meet once a quarter on neutral ground (our Post) to work out differences, etc. Tomorrow is their 'Member Appreciation' breakfast and toy run. I like to go to these events, not because my Chapter is a member (we are not, as the VFW Riders Group is never an MC) but just to get our patch seen, and meet some of the leaders across AZ, and their chapters. But after the hard time getting to sleep, I may just sleep in a bit more.

Second event is a Celebration of Life, at the Post as well in the afternoon. I had helped a friend get the hall rental for it, as his roommate passed a few short months ago. I told him I would stay for a bit for support for him (I didn't know the roomie). Then it will be home I guess.

The Daughter sent out a list of Thanksgiving day food we had the last time we did it at their place, to our family chat earlier this week. I added she needs to add vanilla ice cream to it, and that I was going to bring a small salad (for me) just in case the food does not agree with me. This has been a daily struggle for me and eating. I can eat it one day, the next it makes me nauseous. The Sons have chipped in that one is bringing a couple desserts and some thing else. Another is bringing stuff to make truffles (I have never had them that I recall). Either way, I am anxious for Thursday just to see all the grandkids, family, and their spouses/girlfriends. 

The Daughter tell the Wife a couple days back, that their youngest (Widget - 9 months) was sick and throwing up all over (literally). After a day or two, with trying different liquids, she seemed to finally snap out of it, but not before it spread. As of last night, Daughter, SIL and even Doodad (Age 8yrs) were sick. I hope they shuck it in a couple days and Turkey Day still happens. The Wife is sure things will be fine, but I worry.

Thursday I went over the final plans with my buddy, for the Santa Run. He is booking the bus. I ordered the candy canes ... and a new pair of Santa boots. This is how these look:

Cool, right? Kinda pirate-y, yet personalized for the Christmas Cookie Monster...with bells. The reviews some stated that the bells weren't that loud, which is fine. A couple years back I had bought a pair that were the plain black, with like a 2" white trim around the top of the boot. I think they might fit the oldest Son, in case he wants to go on the Run this year. He hasn't made up his mind yet.

Welp, since my bladder and bowels woke me at 5:15am this morning, I guess you got a lengthy post from me. RM will be happy.

PeacE

I Dislike Some Things ....

 ... in this digital era. 

Yesterday I did go up to Walgreens to check on the status of my diabtetic 'script. Turns out they had cancelled it. WHAT?!? When asked why, they said they tried to contact me (no phone calls, and the "update texts" just say 'pending') and since I didn't contact them, they cancelled it. I explained I was already two days off of it, and I needed it. The closest store was 8+ miles away, so I told them to just order it in. I cannot believe they didn't pick up the damn phone and try calling before cancelling a medical prescription!!!

This morning I am on hold with scheduling, trying to set up the next paracentesis. Right now they have no openings prior to 12/22 (and maybe further out). I told he no. I needed within 2 weeks or I was using the ER again (at cost to them, thankfully). So now I have her on the line calling to bump someone else a bit or squeeze me in prior to the 8th (which is when I see the specialist). While waiting, I figure she will come back with the 3rd, which is when I have an endoscopy. Just watch....

It is Friday, and I have no plans today. I might head up to the Post, but there are a couple events going on there tomorrow I want to be there for, and not sure if I want to spend most of today up there. I did get caught up on my reviews pretty much this week. Working on the last book now, then it and another review and I am done for now.

Welp, I am still on hold, so I'll have to let you know how this drama plays out later....

PeacE

Working Another Project ....

 Yesterday was something. There was a nice rain front that moved through the Valley, and the adverse weather, plus the other medical stuff I had done earlier in the week, most of all concentrated on me. I woke around 10:45a, but only was up about an hour before I found myself asleep once again. I woke closer to 6pm, and the storm was just rolling in good, and it poured for a bit. By 7p, I was back in bed, playing a couple crosswords before off went the light, and I was out again. Explains why I am up at 6am today.

I was supposed to go up yesterday and find out, but with sleeping, I never made it. So today I need to get up to Walgreens and find out what is going on with one of my diabetic meds. They said they got the refill info, but there is a pending problem. This is the same drug I had issues with last month as well. I swear the insurance company just wants me to die so they quit spending all this money on me. In the meantime, this is day 2 of not taking the major diabetic pill. Glucose was at 135 this morning.

This afternoon I will meet up with a buddy of mine that is taking over the annual Santa Run. I have been showing him how we have done it the last several years, and whether he does it his own way next year, or whatever, I don't care. I do have the money from a couple riders, and need to confirm the list of people I contacted and the going or nots, and who has paid. Another project I am giving away.

Not much else coms to mind this morning.

PeacE

I Can't Even Quit Right ....

 I didn't get done all the things I (said) had on my plans to get done yesterday. Went to the PCP, and played the update game with her. Basically, I gave her all my discharges since I last saw her in September, brought to attention any new medications the hospital quacks added, and asked when she wants me to come in again. Literally, it was about that short. She made copies of the reports, and is requesting any lab work done at the hospital, just to go over and make sure it looks good to her (and I trust her more than those quacks at the hospital, just saying). Let he know of my upcoming Endoscopy (12/3) and of course, the long-awaited visit to the actual Liver Specialist (12/8). We spoke briefly about how many times I have had to go in for the paracentesis, and I explained the Thoracentesis issue, and why I go more often now. She concurred with me (see why I like her?) and said keep doing what I am doing.

Afterwards, I had figured I would go up to my regular watering hole, and have some cran/water and do some computer work. I purposefully took my laptop and all just for this. But of course, once there, I didn't feel like writing the reviews I needed to do. OR much of anything to be honest. I did get some reading in, and that helps.

Riders meeting went better than I expected. Sometimes, it is nice to know you are appreciated, even if it takes health issues to hear it. So I have "stepped down" as Secretary, and may end up taking it back up come February or so. I told them I needed time to see this Specialist, get on his regime for me, allow a couple months or so to acclimate to it, and then see if I am able to do the job again. Fair enough, right? And, I don't lose 'status' with removal of the Secretary patch I wear. We decided to create/vote/and appoint an Assistant Secretary position last night, who will maintain the monthly paperwork interim until I come back, then continue in that position for in case I cannot make a meeting, etc. Yeah, it was all my idea, and they ate it up. So I am still an Officer....not that it gets me anything but headaches.

Now to do that again for the House Committee in two weeks. I don't think they are going to react the same.

So what to do with my day? I think I may try to finish what I was going to do yesterday - after my appointment of course. And lunch. I am hungry today, and it will be nice to be able to eat something of quantity and quality versus just a few bites and cannot eat more.

PeacE

I'm a Quitter

 I sent out an email this morning to my Riders Chapter. Sure, it had much needed information they need (the Agenda for tonight's meeting) but it also held my resignation. I have debated internally over the last couple of weeks, regarding the two Secretary "jobs" I hold, my health issues, and, let's just put it out there, some of my extreme irritation at the Riders current Director. Finally, this morning, I just typed out the words, and it felt right, so I am going with it. I do admit, I feel let down, and a bit saddened, as I was hoping this group would be different, but I guess there are assholes everywhere (I should know, I am one).

Today should be a moderately busy one for me, if I can stay on track. It's easy to give up and go lie down for a nap, especially when I Am distended as I Am right now. One more day - the draining is tomorrow. But today, I have a PCP follow-up in about an hour. I also have three book reviews I need to get written up and posted. RM asked about my Goodreads reading goal yesterday, and I admitted, I might not make this years. These past few months with the health stuff, I just can't seem to focus on the reading like I was able to do.

So, PCP visit, book reviews...what else? Oh yeah. Riders Meeting tonight (the one I just resigned from). That shall be interesting. I guess I will gather all the paper documents I have, to give back to the Director, and email him the digital stuff I have. Tomorrow is a paracentesis, and I am guessing we are going to drain about 10.5-11.5 Liters, from the way I feel.

The Daughter sent out a list of food stuffs we did for the last Thanksgiving at her place, and asks what we want to change/add/delete. The only thing I saw to add was salad, but since I am generally the only one eating it, I'll just bring my own. Being of the health I am, this list of food just looks like waste to me, as there is no way I could even do a sampler plate of it all.

For RM, I have started the Christmas Date negotiations. Justin was open to doing Christmas the Saturday following - I still have yet to check with the boys. 

I think that this is about all I want to share this morning....

PeacE

I got nothing

 Just me waiting for the next draining on Tuesday. Miserable.

PeacE

Sunday Morning, and Back to Bed

 Spent part of Friday up at the Post. I did not stay late, as chest was hurting, and I still was not able to draw 'deep' breathes without the flare-up. Saturday was a filled day. Veterans from the Veterans Home here in Phoenix were invited to our Post (again) for a lunch in support of Veterans Day. Our Riders chapter, and the open invite for any motorcycle riders, were providing an escort. Not I, though, since I don't "ride". But I was there to spend some time with the Vets. They were so happy to be out of the Home even if only for a couple hours, and to have someone listen to them, or even just they listen to us. I sure would not want to live in a home like this if I get that old and bad, but many do not have family to help care for them, or provide living space.

Afterwards it was a waiting game. We had Farmers Insurance and Operation BBQ Relief throwing a buffet-style dinner that evening at the Post as well. Open to the public, for Vets, First Responders, and the community. A local food place (Little Miss BBQ) provided the food and all. We have eaten at this place before, and it is extremely good! So I stuck around. C'mon, free food, BBQ at that?!? Well, no BBQ, but had some smoked turkey and pork loin. There were some sides, but nothing to write home about - no cole slaw though (pout). I did have seconds, though later I regretted it. Had to purge a bit from over-eating (stomach couldn't handle that much food). Talked to my Brother a little bit, and I was home by about 8pm.

Today is a "free" day, where I do not have anything going on in my calendar. So that means I need to catch up on my VFW reports/minutes/etc. That's the plan anyways. As of yesterday, the pain in the chest had receded quite a bit, and I was able to breather deeper, and relax more. This morning it still feels good. While at the hospital this past week, they did prescribe a new medicine, Midodrine, I believe it is to help keep my heart rate down. They gave it to me that night at the hospital, but my BP was so low, it wouldn't do anything (BP was like 90/57 and my heart rate was like 157). I hate that it is a three times/day with food, but at this point, anything to get this done with and feeling good until I see that specialist.

Tomorrow is the Marine Corps 250th birthday, and they are doing a little thing at the Post. Pot-luck dinner with a cake. My Brother mentioned a mutual friend was in town (finalizing on packing the house as they moved to Virginia) and he is planning on coming up to the Post, so I am making a visit there tomorrow. Tuesday, the Post is putting on three flag raising ceremonies, starting at 8am, but I am only going to the one at the Post (at 10am. I invited the Youngest to join me, as he has once or twice before. I suppose I will get his answer tomorrow. Wednesday is our re-scheduled General meetings (usually Tuesday - but holiday). Friday is the Riders dinner. I am not going. I sent out an email last week telling the Riders we needed volunteers to bring a side, and a dessert (one of each) and they needed to figure it out. Getting tired of feeling like I have to volunteer my time/money for every meal we do, as one wants to step up and help. Well, I am forcing their hand now. If it is a bad dinner, they'll know why. Besides, I am not big on meatball subs....

That's my upcoming week pretty much. I do have a blood draw for the Kidney Dr on Thursday I think, but no other appointments this week. Let's hope I feel as good as I do right now (or better) through the rest of the week.

PeacE

I Did Get My Ice Cream...

 Wednesday turned into a very long 2-day stint, that I am "paying for" now. Around midday, I was hurting bad. The Wife finally convinced me to go to the ER again, as I could not make it the 5 extra days for the paracentesis draining. This is the second time I have had to use the ER as they schedule me out so far. I ask for two weeks, they give me three plus... I can't win. So off to the hospital we go.

Once there, things explained, it went fairly smooth. Got the paracentesis done, felt a bit better for that. Then the ER doc wanted me to have a chest CT Scan done. I was against it, but the Wife has gotten good with her glares. That one said, do what the Doctor wants, or else. So I did. It came back with I have fluid in my chest cavity now. That lead into an overnight stay, with a Thoracentesis to be done at 8:00am. I'm still short of breath, my abdomen is 'sore' and still adjusting to the removal of 10.7 Liters of fluid. I'm in the hospital, so you know I did not get much sleep. RM did bring a McD's sweet tea (at my asking) but was unable to come up and visit that night.

Morning rolls around, and of course everything is late. I don't get to do to Ultrasound for the Thoracentesis until almost 9:30am, and let me just say, there is a HUGE difference between draining the abdomen, and draining a chest cavity. For the chest, I had to face the wall, holding a table between my frontal and the wall. Then the catheter is inserted from the back. They have to go between ribs, and the very unpleasantness of  pushing it through the chest cavity lining. I didn't yell, or cry crocodile tears, but the thoughts sure passed my mind. They drained another 2.7 Liters from there (for a hospital stay of 13.4!) and sent me back to the room.

So now I have an 'unadjusted' abdomen, a spot on my mid-left-back that feels like someone took a baseball bat to it, shortness of breath, as I cannot draw a deep one with the thoracentesis. Anyways, things came around and the doctor that day said I would be released in couple hours (by noonish). I so I called up RM, and let her know (she was thinking of bringing me lunch and an iced tea) that she shouldn't as I would be home soon. It was closer to 2pm before I got out of there, with a new prescription (sigh). We got home, and I literally, passed out in the bed. Slept until 7pm. Back in bed by 10pm, and out until 8am. Good sleep that I am sure my body needs.

My abdomen is basically back to normal today, with just some tenderness if I do something odd. The chest, well, I have never been shot with an arrow, but if I had been, it would feel like one from the back through the front of the chest, and it aches every time I move. Has to be muscle related. No large deep breaths this morning, but hopefully by tomorrow or the next day. Overall I feel much better for now. I do need to call and reschedule the paracentesis (that was to have been on Monday) to the 18th. And I am going to be an asshole about it. I can't hardly get pass the 14 day mark, without it getting bad, and now that it can slip into my chest cavity is a big no-no. So going to have to be firm about it.

Not sure what the rest of the day will bring. A nap I am sure. Though about going to the Post, but o major event tonight, and I should rest if I want to be up there tomorrow for some of the Veteran activities going on tomorrow.

But at least you are updated now....

PeacE

I'm Swamped With Stuff to Do ...

 ... but I'm bored.

Sure, I have a zillion little things that need to get done around here, at some point, on some given day. But I think that day is not today. Still got the pressure building up in the abdomen. Still have to catch my breath every seeming 20 steps or so. The Youngest and I were tentatively planning to go to the the grocery today, to get us some needed items (milk, juice) and a few unneeded items (soda, ice cream). I may just send a list with the Wife. Seems she is "flexed off" from work today. I guessing it means the same as low census - they just have too much staff and not enough patients. I just know, I could really use some soda, juice and ice cream about now.....

Huh. I ran out of things.

PeacE

It's Always the Little Things ....

 ... that make you wonder why are you even alive at times. Like, for instance, this little thing called breathing, that most people like to do. I found out I quite enjoy it, until it is taken away from me. Yeah, I have been quite short of breath the past few days. My next paracentesis isn't until Monday the 10th, so trying to hold out until then. Not wanting to do the 6-hour ER Room experience again.

So yeah, it's after Halloween and here I am playing the Stay-Puff Marshmallow man (or I feel like it). I think if I make it through to Monday, they are going to drain 13+Liters. I'm that distended. Oh, and eating? What's that? Over the past three days I have been able to get about 10-15 bites of food down at a time. I think I am mostly surviving on vanilla shakes right now. Seems to be the only thing I can get down and feel like I actually got something in my stomach.

So enough about me and my medical. 

I feel the eggshells under my feet crackle as I gingerly step around anything to do with the Post. This past weekend is going to have a few repercussions. Being Phoenix, and the last week of Nascar Racing, many of the Post members went to the race (they had campers, etc.). Needless to say, it included enough of the leadership staff, and working staff of the Canteen and Post, that some tings did not get done. The worst one being Saturday Night's Post dinner. No one showed up to cook anything, and it was not cancelled. I know the Commander is going to be livid, as this is the 2nd month in a row this has happened. Tonight is the House & Entertainment Committee meetings, and I am leery as to if the Commander will be there tonight. Normally these comms do not deal with the Post Dinner, but seeing as how many are part of the crew that helps on them.....who knows. I know I did my job(s) and I ain't in the line of fire.

Welp, ain't gonna do no one no good to sit here and gripe about it.

PeacE

The Seventh Annual Royal Order of The Santa Runners....

 ...oh geez. Seven years ago, my buddy Jeff and I started the "Santa Run", well, let's say introduced it to our area of town. Over the years I have seen similar groups (but none) as fun as ours. Anyways, Jeff moved back to North Dakota back in August, and the that left me as the only one in charge of the event this year. Which I pretty much was last year as well, now that I think about it.

Several weeks ago, a couple of my pub buds had asked if I Was going to keep it going. I said I don't know. I didn't have the money to up-front rent the bus, and the whole hassle with getting enough people to show up, and get their money...to me just wasn't worth it. So these two offered up that they would cover the bus, but I needed to send the message out to the contacts.

I kinda blew it off. With my VFW stuff, and the medical going on, I just didn't take the time to sit down and do any of this Santa Run stuff. Well, it came to a head yesterday while I was at the pub. Talk about working under pressure.... In 15 minutes, I had the message with details typed out, approved, and sent. Nearly 10 have responded positively. Of course, we changed it up this year. Previously it was 'Guys Only'. But the Pub Buds want 'women' to ride with us as well, so we just combined the Mrs. Clause run (previously ran by Jeff's GF) in with ours. I tried to be a stick a bit, and say guys had to wear Santa hat, coat and pants, but the girls basically have no dress code. And my buddies just don't care.

I don't even either. I think this is the last year I am doing it. Hanging out with a bunch of drunks for 5 hours, when I can't drink...no bueno. The Oldest Son loves to go on these with me, as it was time for us to hang out, but he understands how I feel about things now, and says he won't go if I don't. One last year....no drinking. Oh boy.

It is Halloween, not that I have cared since I was like 5. Was invited to several parties being put on at some of the pubs, but I think I will pass. Not in the mood for crowds. Probably end up down at the Post. They have nothing planned. I think I need to look at the Agenda due for Tuesday and make sure I didn't miss anything.

PeacE

I'm Inked

 Usually, that means the person has some tattoos (which I do) but this time it means I ordered some more ink for my printer. I did some shopping around prior to getting low, and found some high-yield cartridges (off-brand) for my Canon. Instead of the approximate 100 pages of B&W, each cartridge is supposed to yield up to 400. I would be happy with 200 off each, as it is still a deal at the price.

I got most of my VFW stuff done yesterday. Sent out the Riders Minutes. Prepped the House Agenda, though won't send until this weekend. Had a friend with a much better printer than mine, print out 7 copies of the House Policy I amended. Tuesday I will present a physical copy and a digital copy to each Member for them to preview to be voted on in December. 

The Wife took today off (low census again) so no idea what my plans are. I can't escape to the VFW As they are closed. I may have to do something around the house....

PeacE

I'm Getting Tired ....

 ... of this liver crap. It has barely been 5 days and I am starting to feel the pressure build-up already. Seems like it comes faster and faster each time I go for a procedure. I don't know. My legs and arms have really taken a beating from drawing all this water off the body. It has just happened so fast. I noticed in the mirror this morning, my 'man boobs' are almost gone now as well. Okay, small bonus.

Still fatigued quite a bit. Shortness of breath is still there, especially depending on how I am sitting/laying. I swear all the meds do are pull the water to my middle, and stores it there. I go to the restroom, a bit more than regular was before, but not enough to drain this all off.

Needless to say, I am tired of it all.

PeacE

Even A Big Man Hurts ....

 ... and boy, was I hurting come Thursday morning. I had called last Monday to set a paracentesis appointment, and the earliest they could get me in was 10/28 (about 8 days away). I was hesitant, but had no choice. I was going to suck it up and see if I could make it through until then. 

I broke.

Wednesday night, the Wife informed me she was off work the next day due to low patient census. I was like, oookkkaaay. Well, when we got up about 8am Thursday, we looked at each other, and I mentioned I needed to go to my PCP to get a blood draw she had called and asked me to do. The Wife also needed to go to her doctor's for some bloodwork. I asked her to drive, as I was just feeling miserable, short of breath, extreme discomfort (but not real physical pain). By the time we made it to her car, I asked her to go straight to the ER instead. I couldn't take it anymore. So off we went.

Once into the ER, I told the Doctor on duty I only needed a paracentesis - that i had one scheduled for 10/28, but the discomfort was bad enough, I was told to go to the ER to have it done. They were trying to talk me into CT Scans, and chest x-rays. I literally argued with the doctor about it. Finally about 1pm or so, I got the procedure done (9.5 Liters removed = 28.56 Lbs.). The doctor commented after I returned to the ER, he was glad I argued with him, as what I was saying was what was needed, not all the extra tests (he had gone and looked at my record).

First stop was for some food for the Wife, and a large vanilla shake for me. Still not big on the food idea (been slim eating for the past few days). Got home and I did my 'dry weight' which came out to 290.8 (I ain't embarrassed - I'm losing weight!). I piddled around the grabbed my "work bag" and headed to the Post. Up there I completed the minutes from our last Riders meeting. Home by 9pm, and zonked out.

Today I am still tender in the abdomen area. Seems to take a couple days for the organs and tubes to readjust to where they are supposed to be when not being forced around by extreme pressure from a fluid. Taco night here at the Post, but not sure if I will try to eat or not. Truthfully I am not feeling it right now. Of course I am at the Post again! I did complete the Agenda for the House Comm, finished some final marks on the Policy we are voting on next month, and updated my Calendar of Events file I use for my minutes/agendas (Post events, Rider Events, Aux events - I specialize each as needed).

Now I am done with all that. Waiting to hear back from a friend to print out the copies I need for the policy to vote on it, as there are some pages with colored highlights. They'll get back to me later tonight I am sure, and they will do it for me.

Tomorrow is the crap-show I am calling the VFWRG 1433 White Tanks first Ride event. Since our Director went psycho and made executive decisions without membership knowledge or voting, I have no idea how many will be there. It was supposed to be our first ride for just our chapter - to get to know each other's riding style, etc. But the Director changed all that, including donating to a charity that in my opinion is worthless as horseshit. I remind him every time he brings up the ride (I say things like "That wasn't approved or voted on" and similar stuff. I think he is getting mad at me). I am not going on the ride due to other major issues I have the Director is trying to pull (re: alcohol) and have District meetings that morning anyways.

So that's the week so far. I rescheduled Tuesday's appointment out another week or two. Next Bloodwork is for the Kidney Doc on 11/6. Yee haw.

PeacE

The Weekly Weekend Recap....

... almost sounds like a parody TV show SNL or someone would do....

Friday I did end up at the Post, until about 7:30p or so. I still wasn't feeling good, even though I finally got the correct meds for the Diabetes (or die-a-beat-us as Wilford Brimley says). I was hoping over the next couple days things would be better .... but let's not jump ahead of my boring recap.

Saturday I was up at the crack of dawn (literally) as I had to pee (again). Popped the pills, waited 30 minutes, and did my readings. Normal (for me). Then I was off to the Post again to assist with the Inventory we need to complete each month. Afterwards, I headed home (about 11'ish), got the Wife up and moving, then headed to the car dealership. Wrote the check, waited about 45 minutes for them to detail/gas the new(er) car. The Wife and had a good talk just sitting there waiting, and we worked out some details about the medical bills that are starting to arrive from my stay back in September, as well as some bloodwork done after that. A few other topics got worked out - well I say worked out, as I feel I was the one trying to figure it all out myself, instead of asking for help. I truly was starting to feel overwhelmed, and that's not counting my volunteer work I do. Back home for short stop, then went up to the Post to "relax". Stayed for the Queen drawing (pot is over $2k) but didn't win anything. By then I was really starting to feel bad again - nausea, abdominal pressure, fatigue, tiredness, achiness. Home it was straight to bed.

Sunday - had to be at the Post for a Celebration of Life for the partner of one of my pals. Overall it was a nice event. They had been together for 44 years, and that was a fact I had not known. Afterwards, I stayed and embarrassingly watched Washington lose to the Cowboys. Again, I was not feeling well most of today either, and when I got home I had made a couple decisions. Even though it has hardly over a week since the last one, I am scheduling a paracentesis for Wednesday/Thursday this week. The pressure is getting bad again, and faster this time. Over the last few days I have noticed how much thinner my arms and legs are - Wife says from the pills pulling water. I am starting to look like the old man I feel I am.

So tomorrow is a To-Do list day for me. Need to get the newer vehicle on the insurance. Set the paracentesis appointment. Work on the medical bills, pay what we are able at this time. Then it is on to the dreaded volunteer stuff that I need to get done. Riders meeting is Tuesday night, and I am pretty much prepared for it, but need to go through the agenda and make sure I have any additional info/papers for the Director so I will be able to keep him on track through the meeting. Otherwise, this guy will go off on tangents that have nothing to do with our purpose. Then it will be prepping the Agenda for the House Comm, which meets the first Tuesday of November. I also need to go through the Post events calendar, my calendar, Auxiliary calendars, to compile my file on events. I tag these on each meeting I Secretary for, and try to edit out events that don't pertain to a group particularly (i.e.. Rider stuff for Riders, etc.). This helps keep everyone informed of events going on at the Post, through the Post, what needs volunteers to help, and so on.

Sounds like a busy Monday. I was going to try to knock out some of the file stuff tonight, but I felt so bad when I got home, I stripped down and just laid on the bed, as it is the most comfortable position when there is this much abdominal pressure. I even told the Wife I was being lazy and avoiding doing stuff I know needs to be done. She told me it was okay. For some reason she has been worried about me lately. I mean, that I know of, I ain't dying tomorrow...well... that's not in my control anyways.

So start your week off well ... I'll be here "supposedly working".

PeacE

This Week Has Been a Bummer...

 Not much of anything happened this last week week. It seems I am pretty much caught up and now am waiting for additional Dr appointments, or bloodwork dates. Tuesday I had our regular VFW Aux meeting, followed by like 3 impromptu meetings - one of the Riders had questions, then he had some more, then some more. I finally had to tell him to come to the Riders meeting next week, and we can take care of the rest.

Wednesday and Thursday I spent a good portion of the days in bed. I don't know what it was, but I just wasn't feeling "good". I had been "fighting" with my insurance for a few days over my diabetic medication. They had put a hold on it, and I ran out last Sunday. I still had a lower dosage one in my drawer, so was taking double it, to compensate. Maybe it wasn't enough? Either way, finally got the problem fixed and picked up the regular 'script yesterday. Today I am back on the regular meds, so let's see if I feel better.

The check from the insurance company showed up finally Tuesday evening. Into the bank it went Wednesday, and tomorrow afternoon we will be at the dealership to finish up on the Wife's vehicle. Then Monday I'll be on the phone with the insurance agent to get coverage on it, and drop the old one.

Last night, the Youngest and I decided on Barros Pizza, and it hit the spot. I had picked up a 2-L of Starry, the lemon-lime soda that I hadn't tried, and it just added to how good the pizza was. I was thinking of getting out to the Dollar Tree to see if they have any Starry, and get some. Might head out to RM's to drop off the crockpot I borrowed. Might go to Peoria Discount Grocery, to pick up some cranberry juice (my current drink is cran and ice water). Then I might end at the Post. Many mights in a day....

PeacE

Another Boring Weekend Recap ....

 Friday went pretty well. The Youngest and I started around 11am to make up a couple batches of his potato soup. We added a bit more, turning it into a loaded back potato soup. Got it all into the crockpot, and I headed on down to the post. I got there about 2pm, and went ahead and plugged it in on low, to let it cook for about three hours (though it was already about half-cooked). About 5pm, when the dinner started, I put in some sharp cheddar and stirred it in. RM And PT made it up for the dinner, and shortly after them the Brother and his Wife showed up. They weren't invited, per se, by us, but they are members there as well. Thankfully they didn't stay terribly long after eating, and I still got a little time to catch up with RM - not so much PT, because I had to repeat seemingly everything said to him...sigh. I know he is into his years, but it is frustrating - imagine how RM feels with this going on everyday (amongst the other stupid things he asks).... Overall the meal went well, sales were good, and the Youngest got many compliments on his soup, though most didn't know he made it, nor that I brought it.

Saturday was a wait at home day. Waiting for that damn insurance check to arrive. By 1pm it hadn't shown, and headed to the Post. I stayed there until after the Queen of Hearts drawing, then went home. I was so fatigued by then, after having been on my feet more than usual the day before as well. Of course, the check did not arrive, and first thing at Dealer's hours on Sunday morning they were calling the Wife wanting to know if it came. I went to the Post for a couple hours, but there was no one there to hang out with, so came home about 3pm. Wife and I went to dinner at the buffet, and I did overeat a bit. I had (what I call) a mild-sized salad plate (salad, cucumber/onion/tomato salad, a couple pickles, some jalapenos on the greens, and a couple hard-boiled eggs), with a second plate with about 7 buffalo wings, small scoop of orange chicken on fried rice, a small scoop of kung pao chicken, and for dessert, one tiny, pre-packaged, ice milk. And I had 2 teas. But I was over-stuffed - not to the point of throwing up, but I could tell.

So tomorrow the Wife is borrowing the Youngest's car again. I suppose she will until we can get that check and get to the dealership. With her work hours, it will be difficult to do so during the week, but just to get the damn phone calls over with! When we were first there, aside from being frustrated about having to put money down to hold the vehicle for us, everything was fine. They understood our situation (waiting on the check) as I am sure they have dealt with thousands of times. But when they are calling the very next day (a Monday) to the Wife (at work) to see if the check came that day (she wouldn't know unless I told her) it is getting ridiculous. And they have called nearly every day for the last week. I told her tonight, next time to give them my number (which they have) and tell them they have to do all calls through me. So from a great experience, to one of the worst I have ever dealt with, with a car dealership. Bill Luke can cram a cuke....

So being full from dinner, I crashed out early. I don't even know what time it was. But I awoke at 11:26pm, hot and wide awake. I tried to go back to sleep to no avail, so you get this late night post. Monday will have me running to Walgreens for one of the Wife's meds. I'm meeting up with a friend also in the morning. Then it is home and stay home. I am just feeling so tired lately.

PeacE

It's a Good Hurt, Right?

 I made it to the hospital about 20 minutes before I needed to be there, and honestly, I lucked out in getting a parking spot. It wasn't as close as I would have liked, but better than many of the other 'non-options'. I emptied the pockets of knives, lighters, excess change, and headed in. A quick few minutes and they had me escorted, literally, down the hall 30 feet to the Imaging Dept., where I warmed there waiting area seat for about 40 minutes. Then it was time to make the hole in the belly.

The procedure lasted a bit longer than last time, as there was more fluid than a month ago. Yesterday they drained 13.1L (about 28.8 pounds) and I decided then and there, I wasn't waiting 4 weeks to do this again. They released me, and I swear, I was like an old man. I had to walk a bit hunched over, as all the organs in hte abdomen had no idea what this new environment was like without all that fluid. It would hurt and feel like I am stretching them apart if I stood up straight. So, you got the mental pic, hunched over old guy walk, using a cane, Oh! and let's thrown in I lost enough weight, my pants wouldn't stay up. So add in the 'holding the belt, so they don't fall' into the walk. This is where I really wish I had parked closer. I did have to take a couple rest stops on the way to the car.

I rushed home, and first thing put a new hole in the belt. It was Thursday, and I usually meet up with a buddy, so in the afternoon I headed up to the pub. I swung through Jack in the Box, got 2 Jumbo Jack burgers, and I ate both of them!! After not hardly eaten for days, it was delicious! Then treated myself to coke to drink, as I felt I deserved a reward.

Last night the Wife "found" our bathroom scale. Luckily we had the battery type it takes - those round disk ones, CR2030 or something. I got on, and said it is broken. It showed my weight as 286.2 lbs. Now last time, a few hours after my paracentesis, I was at 304. They call that a "dry" weight. So I was sure this was wrong. Youngest got on. The Wife got on, and said it was very close to the right weight for her, so I stepped on it again: 286.2 lbs. Maybe I have lost that much - after all, I had to put another notch in the belt.... But weighing myself daily, or every other day, will help me watch how much fluid may be accumulating again as well. But 286? I haven't weighed that in ....10 years or more! But I don't recommend this diet plan!

Today is Friday. We took the rental car and returned it first thing this morning. Wife is borrowing the Youngest's car for work today. Around 11am Youngest will start on his Loaded Baked Potato Soup that I am taking to the Riders Dinner tonight. I might go catch a couple hours of zzz's this morning. Here's to hoping the insurance check arrives today so we can get the Wife's newer vehicle this weekend.

PeacE

I Just Couldn't Take It Anymore ...

 ...so at 4 am I finally got up out of bed. I felt like I had been tossing and turning for hours, but I am sure it wasn't that long.

This morning I am finally having the paracentesis done. It is scheduled for 8:30a, but come early for paperwork, so 8am. But wait, the parking is atrocious at this hospital so get there like 7am to drive around for 45 mins trying to find a spot. They have valet parking at the front door, but no idea what the cost is. Might have to check that out depending on how the morning goes. I am so looking forward to a small reprieve from this abdominal pressure!

From then on, I don't know what the day holds. I regularly meet a friend on Thursday afternoons, but had texted yesterday, that it would depend on how I feel.

The Youngest and I got out yesterday and did some grocery shopping for soup makings. I think he is a little excited that I asked him to make "his" soup so I could take to share. He'd never admit though. I did take him out to lunch, as a thank you, as he has been helping out more lately around the house with my limited movement, and the whole car accident thing. We went to my favorite place, even though he chose it, Red Robin. This is how bad I am ... I could only eat one plate of salad. The pressure is that bad.

I suppose I shall start on the minutes from Tuesday's meeting when I get back home this morning. I know the Adjutant likes to have them before he completes his Agenda for the General meeting on this coming Tuesday. 

I think that is all I have for today....

PeacE

Early Post for Tomorrow ....

 So it is still Tuesday night, but I figured I need(ed) to get thoughts straightened out in my head somewhat, so be prepared to get lost in my musings....

I hadn't slept well through the night, even with all the additional sleep I took during the afternoon. I was plenty tired, but just so uncomfortable with the abdomen extended as much as it is. Really need to get that paracentesis done and soon.

Up before 8am this morning to do the pill and BP/Glucose checks, and to wait until 8am for when the medical offices tend to open. The checks were in good range. It's after 8am, so I call up the GI Doctor office. I explain that the hospital has no standing order for me to get a paracentesis (as was discussed two weeks prior) and I really needed to get one, but do not want the hassle and additional fees of having to go through the emergency department (again) just to get it done. The excuse I was given? 'Oh, we sometimes have issues with treatment orders between our office and the hospital'. What?!? Not only are your physical buildings of practice LITERALLY next door to each other, no one follows up on this stuff? What if it was a more important procedure for a patient? I'm vexed. Then I am told, 'Well, the hospital takes a day to even process our orders when we send them' - So, I interrupt, I have to wait even longer than the two days I have already had to wait to get this done?

In one word, yep. Thankfully early this afternoon I did receive a call from the hospital, the scheduling department for the paracentesis, and I was able to schedule mine for Thursday morning. Which means two more days of uncomfortableness and bad sleeping.

I followed this up by looking up a FedEx shop near the house (wow, less than a mile away!) so off I went to get the title off to the insurance to hopefully get that check this weekend to get the vehicle for the Wife. She ahs to turn in the rental Friday morning, and I think she will borrow the Youngest's car for the day to get to/from work. Really hope the check gets here fast. With my accident, it came pretty quick.

Trying to get this all scheduled... then I have the Riders dinner this Friday. The Youngest is making his potato soup, and we are going to flair it up and make it loaded baked potato style - add in some bacon bits maybe, some green onion shoots. Son and I need to get to the store to get ingredients, and I think we will plan on that tomorrow, since I would be making a good guess he doesn't want to get up early and sit at the hospital for my procedure (even if it is less than an hour). Cook up soup on Friday!

Oh, and I finally remembered to return the 'Traditional Cookie Plate' to RM, for me to be surprised with Christmas goodies later this year. Maybe find a raspberry cheesecake cookie recipe, as the ones at Subway are awesome.

Welp, other than Thursday, I don't have anything medical on my calendar for the rest of the month. Just three more meetings at the Post, a Dinner, and (sigh) a possible Riders breakfast at the Post on 10/26 - though, tonight I asked if the Post would like to do this one, since the Riders did the one last month. Find out next week once they vote at their meeting.

I'm finally reaching the end of the whole revising/amending the House Policy. Tonight I explained to the House members, that I had provided all the changes/additions/corrections needed according to the Post bylaws, and asked for final clarification in regards to the Inventory issue (that started all this crap). Discussion was short, and verbiage worked out quickly, that after this final adjustment, all I need are the other appendices (asked for from the Adjutant again already) and then send this out for the members to peruse and vote on next month. At least, I hope I have all the stuff by then. Waiting for other people to get me information is sometimes a pain.

I think I have bored you enough, and I think I am almost ready to go to bed just to catnap and toss and turn all night.

PeacE

What About Yesterday?

 I don't know what happened...

I went to the Gen. Surg. Consult. He said we are not going to do anything at this time. The "hernia" is the fluid in my cavity that has gotten between muscle and fascia, and is causing the hernia. Once we get the pressure down, the belly-button will drop back in and things will be fine. Then I swung out to RM's. I needed to return the collapsible cart she loaned. And I need to borrow a crockpot. On the way to the Kidney Dr's office, I Called trying to get a paracentesis scheduled, butt hey had no orders for me - so I need to call the Valley GI - they were to put in a standing order for me to get when I needed. I stopped at the Kidney Doc - seems they had sent me a bill saying my insurance didn't cover me at all - What?!? The gal there said it looked like they didn't even bill the insurance. So I made sure they had the info, and left it at that.

My next stop was a FedEx shop so I could send in the title for the totaled car. Where I thought one was, was a UPS Store. Sigh. Okay, only a couple things to fix this afternoon... I went home because I really had to pee by this point. I grabbed some Burger King along the way. I sat at home, ate most of my lunch, and then felt exhausted. I went to lay down for an hour....and woke about 7pm. And I slept off an on on the rest of the night. I still have to finish those things up this morning.

Blah today.

PeacE

Feeling Tired, of Everything

 The past couple days I have not done much of anything. Thursday I did manage to complete what I consider to, about 90% of the revisions/amendments the House wants in their policy. I emailed it to one of the members (we get along well, and like I, he actually reads these things) to look at what I had done, and see what he thought of the changes. Friday I spent the afternoon at the Post, basically doing nothing. My A came up, and said he thought it was a very good job on the Policy, and he actually liked it better now, as it included more information. Our next meeting is Tuesday, and I will be asking if there are any other changes needed before I start prepping it for approval.

Since the Wife's car has been in the repair shop, we did here from the insurance the other day. They are considering it totaled. They have given us the figure (minus deductible) of the check we will get (lower than I expected, but what can one do) once they get the title from us. I am waiting the FedEx envelope they are sending (hopefully tomorrow) to send it back. The Wife spent a good part of the day yesterday going through dealers, and whatnot looking to see "what is out there" as far as vehicles. I really hate to get my hopes up, but at one dealership, she found a 2023 Kia Sorento (same model as the Daughter drives) with only about 1500 miles on it, and so she called the dealer. Turns out, they gave her a final figure (including taxes, etc.) over the phone, and it is lower than the check we are to get. She asked about a hold on the vehicle, without money down, and they said okay, especially once she explained the whole getting the check from the insurance, etc. This morning we are going down to physically put an eye on the vehicle, and update them on the status of things. The rental car needs to be turned in this week, and I am hoping to have this new vehicle by next weekend. I know the Wife doesn't want me driving her around.

After that I am off to the Post again. Washington plays at 1:25pm today, and I left half my sub sandwich there in the fridge yesterday. Figure I'll have the other half for lunch, and watch the game, then get home.

Monday is the General Surgery consult for my umbilical hernia. This will be the first "surgery" I will have had in my life. For some reason they don't count oral surgery, from when I had my wisdom teeth removed.

Welp, I did my pills, caught up with RM, and need to test my numbers. Have fun y'all!

PeacE

Not A Lot Today ...

 I took an edible last night, and boy did I sleep good! That being said, not much to enlighten you with today....

Yesterday had some phone calls. It seems I have all the doctor appointments set for whatever procedure/bloodwork/consult needed for the next little bit. The first is this Monday, with a General Surgery consult re: the umbilical hernia. Excluding them setting a surgery date, or further appointments, then nothing for a month. It is irritating a bit to see the medical process run so slowly (yet they want my money so fast). I'm still trying to find out what is actually wrong and to what degree. The best I can narrow it down to, is the liver, as the Kidney doc says everything seems to fine there.

Today I am spending the afternoon (and probably part of the evening) at the Post. At home, I don't have the table-room to spread stuff out to work on it, so am headed there to use their longer 8-ft tables. For what? Oh, I finally got the Post Bylaws, and there is quite a bit that may need re-worded or amended into the House Committee policy. I have to spread out both documents, and compare, note, decide what needs changing. Sigh. Sometimes the way things are worded, I feel like I have to be a lawyer to interpret, understand, and properly translate. I figure it is going to be a hair-pulling day. But I do hope to have this all ready for Tuesday's House meeting, and get it voted on and out of my hands.

Welp, I guess I better get started on the day ....

PeacE

Frustrated and Flustered - But Enough About Me

 Yesterday was a day that God sent my my Wife to test my patience and love. And my will power. The Wife was off work due to low census (not as many patients to see) and with needing to take care of stuff relating to the accident, she agreed. The day started off fine, I guess. I got up and was working through my morning routine, and started watching a movie. The Wife comes in and says she needs to go get her rental car. So off to Enterprise we go, and thankfully they are close to our house. Well, this was step one for me. Turns out they only have mid-size and larger, so it ends up costing us $5.00/day over what the insurance will pay (30 days x $5.00 = $150 out of pocket). I'm a little ticked about that - a ploy to get more money out of you, least that's how I feel about it.

Go back home and sit down to watch my movie once again. Now the Wife comes in and says she has to do some running around: see here PCP office for her Shingles vaccine shot, and she's been griping about getting her AZ Travelers license - you know, the one that has a star on it (really - that's the only difference) that allows one to fly from AZ. We had spent time and gotten her birth certificate awhile back, and since she was off, she wanted to get it done. So she is asking where does she go to do it and what does she need. Sigh. Go to the DMV, or one of their affiliated satellite places. Take your birth cert, one of the residential bills that has your name on it, and at the DMV it is like $79, not sure at the other places. So I get that paperwork together for her, and off she goes.

I finish my movie, and being tired of sitting here, I head up to the pub for a little reading time and water. The Wife calls. Well, they need two forms of proof of residency. I explained for her to go back home, on my desk was the stack of bills (paid thankfully) and to grab another one that has her name it, and go back. I swear, I am talking to a Kindergartner at this point. End of phone call. A little bit of time goes by, and she calls back.

Seems a repair shop called her, stated they were picking up her vehicle from the impound lot and taking it to their shop. But they needed her to come in and sign a form allowing them to look the vehicle over, and write-up an estimation for repairs to provide for the insurance company. Huh? With my accident, I never had to do that... So I called it quits on reading. Debated (seriously) about doing a shot of whiskey before I left, because I am getting frustrated that the Wife can't seem to figure out/do this on her own (as I would have had to if it were me - oh wait, I have had to do that). I go home pick her up, make sure I grab the envelope I have with the title, registration, and insurance card, plus my journal book I carry to make notes in. We have to drive over to Glendale (not terribly far) and go through downtown Glendale, which I hate: 25 mph, stoplight literally every block for like 8 blocks. No turn lanes, so you stop traffic to make a left. We get to this shop, and look over the form. I okay her to sign it. Once they get the figures to the Insurance, the Ins. will decide if it is totaled or repairable. I let them know I had left the second key in the car the day before when I cleaned it out. They double-asked if we had anything personal in it we need, I told them again, that all is in there now is trash (and a lot of it - the Wife did not do a good job of keeping her car clean).

So now I am a bit embarrassed at my Wife lack of skills in keeping the interior of her car clean (or at least not looking like the City Dump), frustrated I had to drive to this shop just to have a paper signed, I was already irritated from this morning with all the interruptions to my movie, and now, on the drive back home, the Wife starts in "Sorry I'm just a girl that doesn't know how to do anything for herself in this situation." I responded that I never once said that, nor implied that at any time. She mentions that she can tell I am a bit angry about things, and I admitted it. It is frustrating all the way around. This is different than my accident experience. My car was totaled almost immediately, because it had been t-boned, and flipped. Hers was more just front-end damage, maybe the frame isn't tweaked, and as long as there isn't extensive damage underneath from the impound lot using a fork lift to move it, it might be repairable. Which I thought she wanted. She had griped Sunday, that the vehicle depreciation value, she would have to get a "junker" now. 

Eye roll. See how I feel now? Sigh. At least she is back to work today, and I don't have to drive her to/from. Maybe a week and a few days to hear from the insurance on the vehicle status. Life can get back to my normal (not saying a lot).

I need to call that Liver Specialist's office today. I have not heard from them to set an appointment. Yesterday the Kidney doctor's office called and said all the tests they ran last week have come back completely normal. But I still need to do them again in November. My PCP office called, said they received the information about my upcoming Endoscopy (Dec 3rd) and my PCP needs to 'clear me' for it, so I have a PCP appointment the 17th (or 19th? it is written down somewhere). Also the PCP turned out the referral for a General Surgery place about the umbilical hernia I have, so I suppose I shall wait a few days and see when/if they call. 

Yesterday, I finally got the email from our Post Adjutant that had a copy of the Post Bylaws. He had mentioned to me a couple weeks ago, that since the House Committee (of which I am Secretary) was doing an Amendment to the their policy, that was some verbiage that could be changed relating from the Bylaws. So I printed and read them last night. Sigh. I am not a lawyer, and this stuff reads like legal paperwork. I see some stuff that probably should go into the House Policy, but will have to sit down at a large table and literally go side-by-side with these two documents to determine what needs to be changed, where it needs to be changed, and is it just re-worded, or actually a change. All this over one small change the House Comm wanted, just to exclude them having to participate every month in the inventory, as they want Auxiliary or General members to do it. Lazy asses. You volunteered to be on the committee, now do your job as a member. It all ain't just sitting there and saying yes/no to a vote. Besides, I am STILL trying to keep the Aux out of all this, as there is no need to mix the Aux into Post business. It just isn't really done. Yes, we mutually work together, but not being written into Post policy (or Aux policy for that matter). Sigh.

And while I am going off on my frustrations... VFW Rider Director ... enough said. This guy is literally going to make me lose it and tell him what I think about how he is trying to do this by just making decisions because that's the way he wants it to be. No, these are things the group is to vote on. No wonder the members are not attending meetings. I don't think we want to re-elect him for next year, but who else is going to step up? Sigh. 

I just looked at my actual blog page just now. Seems my Goodreads tracker is not working so well. It says 126 books read of my yearly goal of 250. It should read 231. Are these places just making lousy widgets now?

Remember a few days back that I posted that this was going to be like a vacation week for me?

PeacE

Teach ME to Post Early ....

 So I did that weekend recap a bit early, because the weekend didn't end so wonderfully. Sunday afternoon the Wife was in an accident. Thankfully she was not hurt, aside from some soreness the next day. No citation was issued, as the Wife said she had a green arrow for the left turn, and the other lady said she had a green light. Very similar to my accident a few years ago. Obviously, I tend to agree with my Wife, as I have never known her to lie. So yesterday was spent getting things in order: went to the impound and cleaned out her personal belongings, contacted our insurance and started the claim and process. She received several calls from the insurance and others once I started the claim, and we are looking into a rental (only a month), but it is Enterprise (whom I personally detest doing business with) and they want a credit card to even do the rental (which is through our insurance). I'm sorry, we don't have a credit card. We like to stay out of debt. But we need to figure something out. My guess is we will go to the bank and see about how fast they can set up a bank credit card. Previously they have sent us cards, but we have never activated it. Sigh.

I played taxi for the Wife yesterday. Took the Youngest when we ran her to work, stopped at McD's for a simple breakfast, then ran by RM's for a bit as we had time to kill. Glad we did, as she had a collapsible wagon we could use to help clean out the car. And boy did it help! From there I went by Chase Bank and paid out the first half of the year's property taxes, then headed to the impound. Got the car cleaned out (in about an hour) then headed homeward. Once home, that's when I started the claim stuff. I even got ot rest for an hour before I decided to head up towards the Post around 4pm. By 6:30p I was headed to the Wife's work, and by almost 9pm, we were headed home. A quick stop at Sonic for dinner (I tried the coney dog - do not recommend).

Today the Wife is off due to low census I believe. Guess we will run to the bank to see how fast they can get us new credit cards and get it set up. I'm a tad bit sore, from climbing in/put of the Wife's car, and carrying things, but otherwise just feeling like I have all this medical crap going on that I do. Those upped dosages on the water pills are starting to get irritating, with how much I have to go now. Even a little dribble feels like I have Lake Mead in my bladder...until I actually go. TMI I know.

Welp, It's been a bit since I took the meds - need to get my readings.

PeacE

Weekend Recap (Early)

 Yeah, I know it isn't noon yet on this (so far) Sunday morning. I actually slept in until about 8:30am this morning, but woke hacking and coughing so hard, I nearly blacked out. Got some mucus I could feel while coughing, down in the lungs. So I went to do my regular pill ritual, added a mucus pill, rubbed some generics Vick's on my chest and hoping for the best. Did my BP check, and was one of the lowest I have seen... 110/68. Then went on to do my glucose check and realized I used my last test strip yesterday. 'I'll just skip today' I said to myself. But I know better. I quickly perused RM's blog (had to catch up on her past two days) and decided I needed to get stuff done. I loaded up my backpack, told the Wife Love you, and headed out.

Load my backpack? Yeah. This backpack carries my laptop, my Riders slotted folder, the other slotted folder I carry my paperwork for the House Committee, the Aux (notes and handouts), and the Entertainment committee. I really should get another slotted folder and break those three out of just the one, as I notice I need more slots for the different categories (so I am able to find the information faster if needed). I also added in my glucose test kit, and my medical journal today.

So about 9am, I headed up to Walgreens and got a new package of test strips that work on my reader. Then I was off to the Post for football games. Washington plays at 10 against Atlanta. At this point we are down by 10. Sigh. Did my glucose check (good at 111). Now am enjoying a nice iced tea while I let tis randomness drop through my fingers.

Yesterday we did our day-trip to Tucson to see the Daughter and family. My little Widget has gotten so big since I saw her last (about 4 months) even though the Daughter sends pictures of them girls frequently. She is pulling herself to standing, and will stumble around hanging onto something. Widget seems to overall (while we were there) to be a happy baby, and didn't fuss much. Doodad is a regular 8 year old. Still in that stage where she doesn't wany much to do with Papaw (even if I am the one that brings her candy, or ice cream, or let's her get ice cream when we go out to eat). The Daughter's birthday is today, so we took them out to dinner last night. Went to a place called Grumpy's ( we all had ate there before, but it had been awhile) and had a good dinner. I have never had anything there that isn't good! I had a fried chicken garden salad, and shared some green chili nachos. Yes, afterwards, Doodad got her ice cream, and Papaw got a caramel apple walnut slice of pie with a huge scoop of ice cream with caramel topping. So good! Even though I only ate half the salad, and small portion of the nachos, I was stuffed. This "stuff" going on with my health has me eating much less than I used too. I even find myself even having gone a day or two without eating. Not good, but it happens. We wrapped up our visit and headed some around 10pm.

No updates on the health scene, at least since last time. Hoping to hear from the Liver Specialist in the next couple days. Even if that appointment won't be until early December probably, at least it will be scheduled. I have to 'open call' to schedule a paracentesis at the hospital anytime I feel it needs to be done, and I debated early part of the week about scheduling one. However, with the increased dosage of the medication (water pills) the pressure in my abdomen has decreased enough that I have noticed it more and more the past few days. So I am going to wait it out, and see how things go this week.

This week is seemingly a vacation week for me. For once, I have no volunteer events at the Post and no meetings. I did wrap up the agendas for meetings later this month, and need approval for one, the other I will wait until closer to the meeting time to 'wrap up'.

Guess that is about all I have today....

PeacE

Traveling Day

 I could have slept one more hour ... if the Wife's alarms on her phone did not start going off. I have told her time and again, set your 'get up for work alarms' for Mon-Fri, noy all week. Sigh. To no avail, as I am awakened at 6:45am, and of course, cannot fall back asleep. My alarm was set for 8am, so why bother trying hard.

We will loading up and hitting the road here in about an hour and a half. I made the Wife load my car last night of all the things she was taking down to give to the Daughter and Grands. Usually she waits until I am ready to hit the road, but I forced her hand last night. Hmmm, wonder if that is why she left the alarms on?

Yesterday I ended up down at the Post. I know, I kept telling myself that I physically have no reason to be there until the 7th, but I blame the Youngest. When I got up yesterday (around 10:30am) I saw the Youngest was dressed to go out. Mind you it is raining. I asked what was up, and found out he and a friend were going to lunch. Well, I said, I was going to ask if you wanted to go to lunch with me today. So I lost. Instead I picked up my newest prescriptions, and just headed to the Post - tired of being cooped up in the house. Of course, when I left, the rain had turned into a deluge and I was soaked pretty good before I made it into my car. And another wet one going into Walgreens. Coming out? Night and bright. Welcome to Arizona Rain.

A few short minutes after making it to the Post, the deluge came again, and rain visited us off and on all afternoon in different strengths. Flash Flood Warnings out until 4:30pm I last heard. Around 5pm or so, the rain let up for the evening. I guess we still have chances of more rain over the next couple days. I know we need it, but the deluges are not good. They just cause run-off and destruction. Need that steady rain that can soak into the ground.

Welp, got nothing else to ramble about this morning....

PeacE

It's Vacation Week!

 Well, it sort of feels that way, except it really isn't a vacation. Since this past Tuesday was the last VFW related work I needed to do, I have basically until the 7th with nothing on my calendar. I mean, I know the Director of the Riders will come up with something (he contacted me four times yesterday, send this out, send that out, etc. Like I was his damn employee). And I need to finish up the House Agenda (waiting approval right now).

Tomorrow I ma headed to Tucson for the day. It feels like it has been forever since I got to see and hug my girls there. The Daughter is above wonderful by sending frequent pics of the grands, but it just isn't the same as holding them. Daughter is celebrating her birthday on Sunday, as well, so the Wife and I already decided we would take them out to dinner Saturday night - providing it isn't terribly expensive.

This morning will be somewhat boring. I need to pick up the two prescriptions the GI had increased dosages on. I need to reach out to the Liver Specialist, and see if I can get anyone on the phone today to get my appointment scheduled. I need to eat something too. I realized just now, I had not eaten at all yesterday. I fasted for the Kidney doctor appointment, in case he wanted additional labs (he did) and afterwards, I just didn't feel like eating the rest of the day. The complete opposite of Wednesday, where I treated myself to Red Robin and that bottomless side salad, with a tea....it was like, heaven. And when I Went to pay the bill, it was only $0.96 - I had a $10 off reward in my RR app. Don't worry, I tipped off the pre-discount amount. But four bowls....after hardly eating for weeks....wowza.

So I guess over the next week, there may not be much from me if I ain't doing something. Oh well, what can ya do?

PeacE

Am I One Foot in the Grave?

 The past couple days I have two doctor appointments. Let's see if I can capture the basics I learned....

Yesterday I met the GI doctor. I should specify, this a 'general GI' doctor office (almost a waste of my time). She did increase the dosage amount for a couple of the newer prescriptions. Since it seems to cirrhosis of the liver, she did a referral to a Liver Specialist, and warned me that they are probably backed up and it will be an appointment set a ways out. I gave called and left a message this morning, and am waiting to see if they call back. Otherwise I will call again tomorrow. I have an "open order" at the hospital for a paracentesis, for basically when I feel I need one (which will be soon here it seems). The pressure on my abdomen has not been terrible of late, and the past 2-3 days the pressure has actually lessened (due to water pill, and drinking less, the meds are pushing more of the water out finally). I have an endoscopy scheduled for 12/3. So didn't learn anything really as to how bad or what exactly is wrong.

Today I saw the kidney doctor. He asked if I knew why I was there, I said because the hospital referred me to him. He said it was because of the labs showing my sodium level low. My sodium level was at 124. Regular range starts at 125 - so he was surprised to see me, since one of the meds is s sodium supplement. In fact, he said my kidneys seem to be fine, and working better than his own probably. Buuuuuuut, just to make sure, they want to do a few tests to make they don't miss anything (in my words, so they can get money out of me as well since all these other doctors and places are). So had more blood drawn, and a urine sample. Repeat again in November. Again on December 22nd, followed with an actual Doctor visit on December 29th. Sure feels like he wants to make some money....sigh. Nothing else is being done by this doctor (at this time).

So, it looks like it down to this Liver Specialist to determine the stage of cirrhosis in my liver, and to make final decisions as to my treatment plan. And I don't know yet when I can see this doctor. Life is so grand, but at least it isn't my dying days....

How do I feel? Fine I would say. A little discomfort from the abdomen due to being a bit distended right now. I am peeing fine and often. No other pains (related to these issues). I am allowed to drink tea and coffee as well, which is great because i was getting so tired of just plain water. No electrolytes (skews with sodium, etc. in tests). Still need to limit my liquid intake to 50oz/day as much as possible. The extra water I drink is diluting the sodium the more I drink.

I lead such an exciting life, eh?

PeacE

Story Time

 Yesterday was a weird one. Around 8am I called the GI Dr., and FINALLY got an appointment set - for today! That was super fast! SO get to see the GI today, the kidney doc tomorrow, and then hopefully know what is going on....

I went to the Post and spent a couple hours helping sort out the school supplies, then repacking them in boxes. I know we have a few 'adopted' teachers that will get some of the supplies, the rest will probably go to a church or school that is willing to collect them. I swung by my regular watering hole, but only stayed a while, as none of my friends showed up. Had to stop at Yogi's Grill on the way home - because I was hungry, and I had to pee really bad. Their Chicken/beef/rice bowls are the best I think. Got home, ate, tinkered on the computer a bit. My feet and ankles were swollen bad, so went to lay down and play games on my tablet. The evening rolls on....

Just before midnight, I snap wide awake. For some reason, I just realized my wedding ring was not on my finger. The Wife and I were still awake, working on drifting to sleep, but that ended for me. I told her (and showed her) that it was not on my finger. She asked where did I take it off. I said I never take it off. Then remembered, I have lost enough weight, that it could easily have slid off while drying my hands or similar motions. So I started thinking back through the day as to where/when I washed my hands. Two-three times at the Post. Oh no, they are closed on Wed. so how am I going to get to the men's room trash to search through every wet/damp/dirty paper towel in the trash? Well, I would reach out to the gal that does the cleaning, on Thursday mornings, and ask her to hold that trash bag until I could search it, as I have a Dr appt that morning. Then I thought some more... I remember right before I left for the Post. I was in the bathroom, finishing styling my hair, and slapping some stinkum on. I had washed my hands, and while drying my hands, heard noise, like 'tink, tink, tink' as if something metal had fallen and was bouncing on the tile floor, and out the open door. Youngest was coming up the hallway about the same time, and he heard it as well. We took a casual look around, trying to determine what it was, but didn't see anything out of place, or on the floor in the bathroom or the hallway. So I went on.... Needless to say, I jumped out of bed at remembering this, and began looking in the corners in the bathroom, behind the toilet, into the hall. I found my ring! It had bounced across the hall and landed just right in the seam between the tile and the wall, and we had missed it earlier. But I had it back! I was relieved! I mean, when I bought this ring from Service Merchandise over 34 years ago, fo about $48 dollars, you'd think it wouldn't be so important, right?

After that, my heart was racing bad, and it was hard to actually get to sleep. Well, that and the leg/arm/side cramps I keep getting randomly throughout the day. I think it is because I am not drinking enough. I have been trying to not exceed the 1500mL limit they told me, but I know there has not been one day I actually did it. I am just too thirsty. Constantly. To the point, I haven't been eating right, and have no appetite (except yesterday, which was the first time I ate in two days).

Maybe today, I can get some of these restrictions off my drinking amounts, and resume some normality in my life. Appointment is for early afternoon. The Wife asked yesterday if I wanted her to go (and take time off work). I told her whatever she wanted to do, so she is to meet me there. Am I anxious? A little, but it is early yet (thanks leg/foot cramps) so not really thinking about it right now.

PeacE

Long, Rough Night

 It is Monday, so I waited out most of the day for the Specialist to call me (the Gastro doc) which, of course, never happened. So around 3:30p I headed to the Post to promote 'Bike Night'. I hung out there until about 8, then went home. Worked on some Agendas for the House, the Riders, sent out some emails to specific people for things. Finally went to bed about 11:30. I worked some crosswords on my tablet until about 1am, then tried to sleep.

By 2:30a, I'm still wide awake, so off to the office I go. I ended up watching a movie (hour and half) and started the next one in the series, but as it is 5:45a now, I should try to get some sleep. After all, I am due back at the Post around 10am to help sort school supplies.

I also need to call that Dr.'s office, and see if they got the referral and get me scheduled. It's starting to frustrate me greatly.

Let's hope today goes well....

PeacE

Waiting Around

 Whew, I wore myself out yesterday. I was yo at 6am, to get down to the Shamrock store to get the sausage links for the breakfast the Riders put on. From there to the Post, where I prepped by putting out cutlery, condiments, salt & pepper. I made sure there were napkins. I pulled out the serving utensils I figured would be needs, and placed near where the items would be cooked/served. Then I had to get the cashbox and the order pad. The other volunteers should up around 8:30, and stood around until 9am (when breakfast started) so there were a few people that had to wait while they got started. Overall it wasn't a bad morning, but due to lack of advertising, not many knew of it.

I pretty much sat there for two hours, taking monies as people ordered, but it wasn't that busy. Our Director showed up around 10:30 ( after being out of town camping for three days) and what is the first thing he does? No, not stop and say hi. Goes for the tip jar, starts counting money, then grabs the stack of orders completed to calculate how much money we made. He's really getting on my nerves. Then he has the gall to tell me, when we are done to bring him all the money. I flatly told him no, that I was in charge of things this morning, and I would take care of it. Why was he there anyways? He didn't even buy a breakfast! Then he tried to kiss my ass, by saying how much he appreciates all I have doing for the Riders. I just walked away from his fake platitudes, before I said something I would regret.

So I was a bit peeved by the time 11am rolled around. I put up the cashbox, and started putting things away. All the guys (the volunteers) had disappeared into the cantina since 10am as football was on. I had to constantly holler for them when someone bough a meal, so they could be served. Well, no one back there, I started cleaning up the kitchen. Did the dishes, wiped the counters, put up everything I could. I was down to one pan, that needed to soak a bit (cooked sausage on it) before I finally went and sat down. I told the other guys, they were to take care of the leftover foods (most were in crockpots they had brought anyways) and to clean the last pan. I was fatigued by this point. I hung out at the Post for the afternoon, as at 3pm, there was a birthday party I was going to at least say happy birthday for. I did, and by 4, I literally snuck out and went home. I was head-nodding and weary by the time I got home, my ankles and calves were swollen (from being on my feet so much during the day). In bed by 9:30p, and slept pretty good through the night.

Today I play the waiting game. The Gastro Doc should be calling me today for the referral sent over late Thursday, and scheduling my appointment. If not, I will be contacting my Dr.'s office to let them know. So I am just hanging at the house today, I guess.

PeacE