My days and nights have been getting increasingly rough. I get weaker and weaker and less able to take care of myself. The nurse was appalled that I had taken a shower while I was here alone and my sat was in the low 70s when I got out.
Managing to feed the Catz was about all I did today besides going to the bathroom and drinking water.
I think I’ve figured out the cause for my getting weaker. I’m starving. The less I eat, the less I can eat. The less I can eat, the less I can do. It’s a vicious circle.
My friend came out in spite of my not being able to go to rehab. She brought some vegan powders and blended one up with a peach and water. It had a bit of a strange underlying taste but it wasn’t so bad I couldn’t get it down. In its own way, it was kind of good. Later, she fixed me a bowl of cereal.
Asking when my car had been started, I told her it was several weeks ago. She got the keys, went out and came back in. The dash lights came on but it wouldn’t start. A light bulb came on. Did she push the clutch all the way in? It has a clutch?? Yes. They had to go to Knoxville to get me a car with a manual transmission. She went back out and it started right up that time. She let it run for a while.
Being a brave and hardy (maybe foolhardy) soul, she offered to do some cleaning out of the refrigerator and freezer. She had several partially full trash bags when she finished. After checking on me one more time, she loaded up and left.
After she was gone, I felt totally alone and started feeling like I couldn’t make it if I stayed that way. Later this afternoon, I texted Cuz. She’d told me if I ever needed her to let her know and she’d come. She asked me if she needed to come up. I texted back, “I hate to say yes but yes.” She texted back that she was on her way.
It was a little more than an hour when she let herself in with her key.
She had a bag with her. In it were four cartons of Silk yogurt. It has an aftertaste that So Delicious doesn’t but it isn’t bad. I ate the whole container with no problem.
Remembering the clock, she got it down and replaced the battery. It took both of us to set it and it ended up on EDT. I’ll have to reset it when the time “falls back”.
While I was eating, she unloaded the dishwasher. When she came in, she sat down to talk and offered to stay for the night if I wanted. By that time, I was feeling somewhat better. I’d had an email from my PCP saying it would be okay for me to take the doxepin with the cough med so she got me a half glass of water and I took both.
She’d fed the Catz while I was leaning back with my eyes closed, just breathing. She has some business in town tomorrow so she’ll come out late morning.
I was instructed not to blog but here I am. I’ve had frequent coughing breaks and breaks to breathe. I haven’t heard anything from the editor. Either she hasn’t seen my email or she’s ignoring it. Either way, I’m through.