Last night wasn’t as good as the night before. I was still very shaky and short of breath when I went to bed so I spent a lot of time concentrating on breathing.
In spite of that, I was up by a little after 9. I made myself feed the Catz before I came back in and collapsed. Even though I was canceling rehab (again), my friend came on out and met her niece here. BTW, I emailed the supervisor of Patient Access (my successor) and had her do the canceling for me. I had assigned the bathrooms and master bedroom for today so the niece got right to work.
Had I eaten breakfast? No. I was just drinking water. What did I want? I don’t know. Something fresh. Peaches. She called a farm not too far away from here and they had both yellow and white freestone. I told her to get me a cup of each and she was on her way.
When she got back, she’d bought not only peaches but tomatoes,cucumbers and squash. She gave me a couple of the tomatoes and cucumbers then set about peeling a yellow and a white for my breakfast. She didn’t know about scalding them so she learned something new.
The peaches were really good and I ate the bowl full.
My 25′ cannula had come and I wore it hooked up to the portable concentrator for quite a while today. I’m wondering if that’s what made my stomach touchy. I’d had to go to the bathroom a lot for some rather serious business.
After she left, her niece kept hard at work until she’d gotten both bathrooms and the bedroom presentable. I can remember when I had that much energy.
Before I was left all alone again, I asked the niece to put the footstool where I can put my feet on it. She offered to do anything else I needed her to but that was it.
I baked a small potato and heated up a Big Frank for supper. The “sour cream” needed tart and salt so I doctored it and put it on the potato. When I started eating, I managed to get half the potato and a couple bites of the Big Frank down before my stomach said, “NO MORE!!” I got a Ginseng UP out of the pantry and have been sipping on it to try to keep my stomach happy.
The Catz are having to fend for themselves again. There’s no way I could have made my way out to feed them this evening. I hate not to but I just don’t have the energy. Maybe that self-feeder isn’t such a bad idea after all.