The day started off badly. I got out of bed early to take my thyroid med and when it was going down my throat, I came to the realization. IT WASN’T MY THYROID MED! In my fogginess, I had gotten out one of my sleeping capsules and taken it. Nothing I could do but get my thyroid med and take it, too.
I went back to bed and drifted in and out of consciousness. When I did get up, I knew I’d had days when I felt better. Going to the computer, I saw a text from Cuz. All it said was, “On the porch”. I opened the door and there were two bags. She had delivered the bread I’d asked her to pick up. She was weed-eating so I hauled the bags inside.
Stopping her manicuring of the weeds, she came to the door. First words out of her mouth, “You look rough.” She came in and we sat down. I told her what had happened. It is the first time in my 72+ years that I have done anything like this.
After we talked a little, she said she was going to mow but she’d be back in. I set about getting something to eat. Noticing I hadn’t fed the Catz yet, she did that, thank goodness. She vacuumed the main living area, carried out the trash and disposed of the compost.
My friend from church was supposed to be here at 11:30 but she had something come up so she said it would be 4:15. That was fine. I was moving more slowly than usual.
I checked GoFundMe and it had grown more overnight.
The PayPal donations were still coming in through the Donate button at the bottom of this and every page. I had no idea that people would be so willing to help me.
Cuz came back in as promised and we were talking when the doorbell rang. It was her sister so she left with her and said she’d be back before she went home. She was and then she was gone.
Feeling the need to go to the bathroom, I went in and was enthroned when I started breaking out in a cold sweat. Feeling faint (and experiencing déjà vu) I bent as far forward as possible to get my head as low as I could. Finally, I was able to get up and make my way to the bed. I lay down and was somewhere between asleep and awake. That’s when I started chilling. I pulled the blanket over me and I was there for a couple of hours before I could summon the energy to get up.
Still groggy from the double dose of sleeping pills and the tangle with the sweats, I woke up a bit in the shower. I didn’t bother to try to dry my hair. I’ve had a problem with my right arm for several months now and I don’t have full range of motion without pain. Any reaching or lifting I have to do is generally done with my left hand. Cuz had asked if I wanted to go to the doctor about my arm but I told her if it’s a problem with the rotator cuff, I couldn’t have surgery so what was the use? She suggested that maybe I could have a cortisone shot but that didn’t sound like fun.
It was almost 5 when my company got here. When I opened the door, my friend looked started at my appearance. She and her three little boys came in. They were big-eyed looking at me with my oxygen paraphernalia. Exceptionally well-behaved, they sat on the love seat next to her and uttered not a word. She talks very softly so I wasn’t always sure what I was responding to but, at one point, she broke down in tears. She was so used to seeing me at church that what she was seeing was radically different.
She’d brought me a bag of produce. After she left, I unloaded it. There was a storage bag with cucumbers, another with cilantro and the third had basil. Two-thirds of a cucumber got eaten for supper and the rest today. Lovely and not at all bitter.
My water intake was shorted by eight ozzies but I was too tired to stay up any longer so I could drink it. Maybe the cucumber could make up for it?
You can be sure I didn’t take the wrong med this morning. If it happens again, I’ll be the first to have myself put away.
After I ate my blueberries, I had to go back to bed. I don’t know how long I stayed there but I was still exhausted. Knowing I had to eat something else, I got up.
For its size, the watermelon Cuz brought me was heavy. It isn’t any more. I washed it well with Veggie Wash and dispatched it. It’s a really nice melon. Too bad I can’t eat as much as I used to. A melon that size would have been gone in a little over a day.
Besides the blueberries and watermelon, I had a piece of Four Grain Six Seed toast and a cup of Breathe Deep tea.
I listened to some music and then I watched the movie, “Christian Mingle“. Several years ago, my credit card was compromised and one of the charges on it was for christianmingle dot com. (I’m not linking to that site, hence the “dot”.) I’d never heard of the site before that so I Googled and found some reviews. While some were glowing, others were warning women away because of unethical men trolling for vulnerable females. The movie seemed like one big commercial for the dating site. There were some nice moments but it would make me uncomfortable when the TV spot would be playing in the background. It made me wonder if Corbin Bernsen has a stake in the business. He wrote, as well as produced, the movie. At least the leading lady found Jesus before the movie was over.
A twice-baked potato and an ice cream cone were both pretty tasty. I’m down to enough ice cream for another small cone. Cuz has a list of flavors to bring me. My tab has to be getting pretty big by now.
Someone sent me this youtube video. I used to watch “America’s Got Talent” and I still could since it’s on Hulu but there aren’t enough hours in the day.
The audience reaction pretty much says it all.