May 19, 2009

• I *SHOULD* Be Rested!!!

  Had another scary episode yesterday afternoon. 

  JoAnn took Rissy and Annamarie to the park while Luci napped after throwing one of her famous “fits”!!!!!

  I was on the phone to find out WHERE my handicapped tag was for our vehicle.  I was on hold for over 20 minutes.  FINALLY, someone got on the line and said they would check about my tag.  I had used “an old form” and a dollar was no longer required.  I had to nudge the gal when she told me that, and I asked, “So what happens when the wrong form is used and you have a one dollar check?  Don’t you notify the person?”  As I said, she was “nudged,” by me, to check around.

  Meanwhile, Sushi came out and began to throw up on the carpet by my desk (yes! I’m glad we still haven’t replaced this old carpeting!!!).  I tried to get her to the tiled foyer floor by dragging her by the collar (she’s now a much bigger and heavier dog than her puppy days) while holding onto the phone; and, she proceeded to throw up 2 more times. (rolling eyes!)

                                                    

  All the while, I was waiting for the lady to find out what had become of my application.  I got Sushi to the back door, the gal got back on the phone and said mine must be in the group of apps they were processing this week, and I should have mine soon.

  By now I was huffing and puffing and, besides the labored breathing, losing the little bit of voice I had left.  She pointed out she couldn’t hear me.  I croaked out, “Thank you, goodbye,” and hung up.  I told Jesse, by the way I sounded, the gal probably thought I had just died and would no longer need a handicapped parking permit; and, she probably canceled our order!

  My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would jump out of my chest.  I made it back to the bed and fell down, wishing I had thought to unlock the front door and grab the phone to call 911 in case I had a heart attack.  (no exaggeration, here – I was VERY concerned)

                                  

  The labored breathing and pounding heartbeat eventually stopped and I stayed on the bed reading until JoAnn and the girls got home.

  We had that turkey dinner I talked about yesterday and I went back to read on the bed.  The next thing I knew, it was 11pm and Jesse was waking me up to get me under the covers.  I had to brush my teeth, take some vitamins and medication, etc. before going to sleep.  I turned on the rerun of the news, but fell asleep again quickly.  I woke up at 3am, sure I wouldn’t be able to fall back asleep.  I had a headache, probably from sleeping so soundly in a crooked position.  I took 2 Tylenol and slept AGAIN until almost 7 this morning.

  I can’t believe I slept so long.  I’m still extremely shaky – like I’ve taken adrenaline for an allergy attack – and won’t spend much time writing today.  There isn’t much to tell, anyway.  I just feel very weak and “weird” – the soles of my feet are even shaking.  I think this is a “good thing” because if the drugs are killing the good cells, they are also killing the cancer cells!!!

  I don’t know how I would make it without my sister in law being here to care for me.  She’s been a God send!

                                      

  Thank you *ALL* for your support and kind words each day.  It’s so nice to know there are people who care and are praying for me!  I’m praying for all of you who have prayer requests and family members having surgery and tests run!  I haven’t forgotten you, and I’m privileged to pray for you while I recover in bed!

                                      

  I’ll be back to write more when I’m not so teeter-tottery!

  Be Blessed  ~

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