Just in case Cuz came by before I got up, I unlocked the storm door and relocked the front door. It did no good. She didn’t show. It was a nice day and I guess she needed to make hay while the sun shone. I could have sworn she said she’d be by later last week but that didn’t happen, either.
Feeding the Catz was my big accomplishment today. I’m seeing the bottom of the bag through the food. If it isn’t replenished in the next few days, they’ll go hungry.
I’d run the dishwasher on Friday but I haven’t had the energy to unload it. The sink is beginning to get stacked up with dirty dishes. At least I’m eating.
No, it isn’t quite that bad but give it time.
The Transformer was fully charged so I turned it on and went through the setup. That’s about all I’ve done with it today. Talk about do-less! I’ve been less than that.
DD called when I was almost through eating my first meal. I left part of it and finished the rest while she talked and I coughed. After I’d had several hacking sessions, it finally calmed down enough that we were able to carry on a fairly normal conversation.
The editor is traveling, I guess. I’ve not heard any more from her. I’ve checked the server and templates are nowhere to be seen. At this point, I’m thinking it’s not my problem. It’s hard enough just to stay upright and breathe.
Speaking of staying upright, I didn’t go back to bed today and I haven’t napped in Mother’s chair.
After my last meal, I went in the master bath to start water running in the tub. I don’t know what was so tasty, but there were mini-monsters in several different places. On closer inspection, it was little ants gathered in spots. It took some doing to rinse all of them into the drain and to the Great Unknown but I did it.
While my water ran, I did my teeth-brushing chore. The light n the little bathroom blew this morning so I have the hall light on so I can see. Even I know I shouldn’t be climbing around replacing a bulb. It was interesting flossing in the semi-darkness.
I kept the cannula in while I took my bath. I’d wondered if I’d have any trouble getting out but I made it.
I’ve taken my nurse friend up on getting me stuff from town. I put in an order for two sweet potatoes and some collards or kale, preferably pre-washed. There’s plenty of poke outside but I’m not up to fixing it. She’ll bring it when she comes to shoot me on Tuesday. Lately, my diet has been mostly shades of tan and beige. I need color.
Still hoping against hope, I asked my Facebook doctor friend to look at the website re: stem cell therapy. He agrees with the pulmonologist that the only treatment for idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis is a lung transplant. He gave me a link for the COPD Foundation and it states stem cell therapy is some 20 years away. Any treatment that’s out there now is by for-profits and can cause more harm than good. That bummed me.
It’s getting late and I still need to drink another 16 ozzies of water so I’d best get to it. Here’s wishing for a good night for all of us.