Earth Angels

Yesterday, I got up and, before I could talk myself out of it, I stripped the bed and put the sheets in to wash. When they were done, I put them in the dryer. I wasn’t feeling particularly good but I couldn’t see going a month without washing them. Surely, I had more self-respect than that.

Since walking across the room can get me winded, I was sitting down and contemplating the next step. I knew the sheets were dry by that time but I also knew I didn’t feel like putting them on. The fitted sheet is the hardest one so I figured I could get a flat sheet out of the closet and use it for the bottom.

In the past, Cuz told me her partner’s brother’s air mattress wasn’t being used. I texted her and asked if it would work on an adjustable bed. She never did answer that question but she wanted to know what was going on. Well, I can’t turn the mattress and my butt’s in a hole when I get in bed. She explained that the mattress was to prevent bed sores when the brother was in the nursing home. My mattress is breaking down badly. It was just a thought.

Still trying to get my energy and ambition to work together, the doorbell surprised me. Opening the door, there stood Cuz’ sister (also my Cuz). She informed me she’d come to flip my mattress. She’s shorter than I am but that lady is powerful! She had the mattress flipped and rotated in no time and put the Memory Foam topper on.

Asking about sheets, I told her they were in the dryer. She got them and put them on, pillowcased the pillow and put the blanket on. That was all in the space of about 15 minutes. If I’d been able to do it, it would have been an all day thing. Asking if I needed her to do anything else, I figured windows, floors, dusting, the list could go on and on. I told her no, that she’d done enough. She assured me that she and her DH were available to help. He works up here on the mountain and they go to church out here every Sabbath. We hugged and she left.

I hadn’t had my quiet time yet so I started in on that. I post regularly on a devotional site and was reading through the others’ comments and postings when I came across this:

Tommie, I don’t know how to contact you personally, but I want to discuss with you the possibility of my being living donor for a lobe transplant. Please email me at i*i***i*e@gmail.com.

I was shocked and amazed. I sat there with my mouth hanging open. Here is a woman who doesn’t know me that is willing to go through the trauma of major surgery to give me a part of her body. The only contact we have had is through that website and this was the first I could remember that was directly between us. It really made an impact on the other members, as well.

The only way I knew to answer was to tell her thank you. That I’d keep her in mind (I’ve saved the message with the email address) but that I didn’t know what the doctors would recommend. The pulmonologist has talked about a transplant but he’d have to refer me, anyway.

I called the pulmonologist’s office to find out the status of the portable concentrator. The girl sounded downcast and said my insurance wouldn’t cover it. That means Medicare won’t cover it since Humana has to cover everything Medicare will. She said my case manager was supposed to call to let me know. I’m going to wait and see if she ever does.

Posting that news on the devotional site brought a suggestion (and seconds) of a GoFundMe page to raise the money so I can buy one. I shrink from that because I believe that should be for people who have no other resources though my sister has mentioned the same thing.

Bath time proved to be more than interesting. It was really kind of scary. I’d clipped my fingernails and toenails, scrubbed my head (I know it’s been two weeks but it still isn’t a good haircut) and cleansed my body. When the time came to get out, I held on and got in position to heave myself upright. Nothing happened. I tried again. Nothing. Well, I’d started the tub draining. Maybe I needed more water to help me up. I started the water running and when I thought there was enough, I tried again. Still no go. By that time, I was just about in tears. I’d had no problem before — why now?? Maneuvering, I managed to get into a kneeling position and, holding on to the faucet (and praying it wouldn’t give way) and the little washcloth bar, I was able to, finally, stand up. I was exhausted but glad I wasn’t going to waste away in the tub for Cuz to find my shriveled body days from now. I guess it’s showers from here on out.

Haystacks were planned again for the fellowship meal and I offered the beans — again. This time, I made sure it was noticed and I said I’d leave them in the chair on the deck since I’m seldom up as early as someone would be coming by.

This morning, I wondered if the Catz needed food (they don’t eat as much in this hot weather) and also if the beans had been picked up. I went to the door and opened it and I’d love to have seen the look on my face. If there was a knock, I didn’t hear it but there stood the Calvary, all patriotic in his flag tie. He and I both laughed and I told him I was just looking to see if he’d gotten the beans. I guess he had to leave church to come out because it was ‘way after Sabbath School start time. Anyway, he had a quarterly for me so I could give the teacher’s quarterly back and he took the beans. He said he and his wife want to come see me and said maybe this afternoon. I texted her and told her to ring the doorbell since I don’t always hear a knock but no one ever showed up.

I was in tears again earlier today but it wasn’t because of not being able to do something. I was reading today’s offering in the women’s devotional book when I realized it was by my sister. She told about my brother-in-law’s struggle with prostate cancer and his death and their son’s battle with cancer and his death. I’d link to it but I think Amazon has caught on and doesn’t allow a search on that book now.

My church was two videos by José Rojas.

I’ve dozed a bit here and there but never really went to sleep. I’m well supplied with all sorts of different powders and potions to make me gain weight but breakfast was blueberries and banana milk with coconut milk added. I got two stuffed peppers out for supper and a Super Duper Gut Bomb. I was only able to eat one of the peppers. My weight was down .4 lub but it was up enough before that the net is about a lub gain.

My coughing has switched into high gear today. I think I would have a lot more energy if the coughing would stop. However, if it stopped, that might mean I was dead so I guess I’ll cough.

10 Responses to Earth Angels

  1. Mary Jane Graves July 3, 2016 at 6:34 am #

    What an amazing offer from a complete stranger! I wonder if it could really help.Too bad insurance won’t pay for the portable concentrator. Maybe GOFUNDME would be a good idea. I’m sure there are less worthy causes that have used it.

    I’m glad Cuz2 arrived at the right time to finish the bed making, but first flippng the mattress and doing what you can’t do. Yes, there are earthly angels!

    • Tommie July 3, 2016 at 11:20 am #

      From what I’ve researched, a lobe is replaced on each lung at once which would mean two living donors would be required. As for the concentrator, I’m brainstorming a way to pay for it. I’m not going to set up a GoFundMe page, myself. If someone else does it, that’s fine but I don’t think it would be ethical for me to do it.

      Hadn’t thought about Cuz2 for her! That would mean I’d have to have Cuz3 & 4, etc. She might ought to be Cuz3 since Cuz has a twin and he works around here from time to time. He’d be Cuz2, I think. “Earth Angel” is an old song, while it isn’t the reason for the title, that prompted it.

  2. Mary Jane Graves July 3, 2016 at 11:53 am #

    How much is the concentrator?

    • Tommie July 3, 2016 at 12:29 pm #

      The Inogen (which is said to be the most reliable) starts at $2495 and goes up to $3795 depending on which batteries are selected.

  3. Dorothy Tainter July 3, 2016 at 12:21 pm #

    Tommie, good afternoon. What a wonderful thing your cuz did. Hear me on this. She has offered other help or assistance to you. Please allow her the joy of being of service. You know, It is more blessed to give than to receive. Well, let her then be blessed by doing for you. I’m sure if she didn’t want to help she wouldn’t have asked. Pllease don’t dilly-dally (as my gram would say) about the Go Fund Me thing. I really think you should have this before your anticipated trip to Vanderbilt. There I finally commented. From the heart dear friend.

    • Tommie July 3, 2016 at 12:35 pm #

      Dorothy! You commented!! Now, that wasn’t so hard, was it?

      I’ve learned to swallow my pride and accept help so I’ll be calling on her if the need arises.

      As for the trip to Vanderbilt, I don’t see how it will be possible without a portable concentrator. However, I’m squeamish about putting up a GoFundMe page. Accepting help from friends and relatives is one thing but going online and asking for money is another.

      • Dorothy Tainter July 3, 2016 at 12:50 pm #

        Tommie, I have just bveen looking at the Go Fund web site. Let me tell you what I think. oh shucks I will anyway. There is even a web site out there for a couple that want to honeymoon in Orlando. No other reason than that they want to. Another thing I have found is that many of the people who donate for the recipient of a Go Fund Me site are people who already know the person but wish to go the Go Fund Me site for that person because it is simplier easy to go that route because so many people now use credit cards or Pay Pal and it is just much easier. So please let your sister or cousin set up this site for you. You have many many friends who would like to help. LOL Now that you’ve got me, you won;t be able to get rid of me!!!

        • Tommie July 3, 2016 at 1:06 pm #

          Who said I want to get rid of you? Not me!!

          Okay. I’m considering GFM. What amount would you suggest as a goal? The concentrator with two six hour batteries is $3795. I could get the one with one three hour battery for less but it would have to be recharged often.

      • Dorothy Tainter July 3, 2016 at 1:35 pm #

        Tommie, I was checking out the Go Fund Me site and found a request for 2 people who were asking for funds for a honeymoon to Orlando!! Now if the need for the concentrator doesn’t beat outa ‘need for an Orlando honeymoon then I don’t know what does. This web site would make it so much easier for friends and others to donate for the purchase of your concentrator. Most people today use paypal or credit card so it would just make our opportunity to gift you with the amount necessary for this need. Please let your sister or someone set one up for you, if you feel a bit shy about asking yourself. Please consider doing this as much for your friends and family as for yourself.

        • Tommie July 3, 2016 at 1:38 pm #

          Yes, ma’am. I’ll take care of it!

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