A Thank You Note

During the past airing of our stay-cation illness shuffle, I thank my readers for bearing up with my/our tales of woe. I know some things are a little bizarre, such as doctors, but hey, I guess it comes with the golden years.

It can be rather frustrating, with everyone going away on vacations and cruises and the like, and we were happily home. I really think God was laughing when he was deciding to make us stay home and rest. By that, He meant doctor’s offices and urgent care!

Maybe we just need to vegetate and get ourselves better, fast.

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Best Furry Nurse

I must have done something right almost 9 years ago.

Although I was secretly concerned I was screwing up my Zusher’s life, I went ahead and got her a sister.

Kasia, being part chow, well, let’s just say although she knew her place in line, she always walked to the beat of a different drummer. When Zush had left me forever, I thought,” Where am I going to get the quiet comfort I got from Zush?”

I adopted Kasia, figuring she’d have a great roll model in Zush.

Well, now with both of us sick, someone is showing us that she graduated from Zushie’s nursing school. Kas understands we are not well, and stays right by my foot as if she needed to take my pulse. Sure, I still make her meals, but there is a lot of down time on my end. It’s as if she knows that Momma will be up and around soon.

Zush would be so proud of you, Kasia.

A Rocking Saturday Night

I am typing this at my desk as “Black Swan” with Natalie Portman plays on the television.

Our Kasia is in the kitchen laying down and Jim is trying to catch a quick nap.

This is far from a normal Saturday night.

After going to Urgent Care at the call of the covering doctor **who just happened to be the same doctor I saw at the beginning of the week** in order to get a x-ray to rule out pneumonia or acute bronchitis, I now have three steroids that have to be taken daily. Two are inhalers, for my bronchitis and one is just steroids, one time a day.

I truly abhor steroids. I know they help, but they just don’t seem to go with my body.

Two hours sleep a night? Oh yeah, I signed up for it. Adult acne? Yup, checked that block too. I have reread the prescribing sheet with the medicine information on it and the only satisfaction I get is knowing that there are only six more days of the pill form to put up with. My body is ready to throw a bon voyage party for it. Did I mention the five minutes I convinced myself I was starting to get shingles on the left side of my face? Calling “Phantom of the Opera”.

The highlight of the day was watching some good movies on the television, and I may try to read a bit later on. Thus wraps up our vacation week from work. With all the medicine I am dealing with, I decided not to take any jobs this week to really get this crap out of my system.

I just hope that it will be long enough to clear out, and not any longer.

If it doesn’t, I’ll be going officially off the tracks.

Feeling .001%

Here we go again.

I have not been feeling well for a while.

I have some issues percolating, and am bothering my GI’s office trying to get my appointment moved up.I told them how bad I felt and the bast they could offer my was May 30th.

Hello, Emergency Room? That’s what it’ll be if I get another attack and can’t be seen earlier.

In the meanwhile, I managed to comedown with severe chest congestion over Easter.With the internet being a blessing or curse, I figured out I might have pneumonia or severe bronchitis. Hah! I had an appointment this morning with a new Internist who said, basically, my lungs are congested but my sinuses are pretty well screwed up? Excuse me? I have a cough that sounds like I smoked a pack of Pall Malls daily for 58 years, and only had sinus symptoms last night and this is the diagnosis?

**Shaking my head**

I realize I don’t have a medical degree, but I think I know my body. I am hoping that the combination of prescriptions will work their magic.If not, well…stay tuned!

Mom’s No Fool

Funny thing about my Mom.

You would never figure her for it, but she was genuinely funny. Really. Those of you who read my blog and also know me know I can be funny too. I’d like to think I got it from her.

The reason this came to me this morning is that I realized it’s April Fool’s Day.

When I was a kid in elementary school, I would get dressed in my Catholic school uniform, and comedown for breakfast. As I finished and got up from the table, Mom would tell me to wait, and then announce that there was something on my uniform. Sometimes she’d wait until I was by the front door and grabbing my jacket. Regardless, she always got me. As we both got older, I went along with her prank to make her feel better.

For the sake of tradition, I feebly got Jim this morning. I mean, it’s April Fool’s Day, and you kind of had to do it.

….for Mom.

I knew she was in heaven smiling.

Happy Easter!

As I would have said back in the city, “Wesolego Alleluja”. This is roughly, in Polish, wishing you a Happy Easter!

I finally got some new hyacinths yesterday, but it took some stepping. I assume that because the weather in this area has been cool, the plants are hesitant at opening up. Fortunately I found some white ones so I can get my Easter smell. Being married to Jim is kind of rough, though, in this regard. He is sensitive to smell, so my flowers stay on my back deck.

If you are traveling tomorrow, I wish you safe travels and good weather. Stay safe.

38

I have three nephews, from ages 28 to 42.

I only had one niece,who liked to sign her name as Alyx.

She was born 38 years ago today, and I remember it like it was yesterday. I came home and found a note on my pillow from my Dad. I was a new Cioci ( Polish for Aunt) to a little girl names Alexandra Marie. She was a beautiful gal with cornflower blue eyes and Breck blond hair.

I didn’t get a chance to spend a lot of time directly with her, as I was in Philadelphia working and my brother’s family was in Wisconsin. I did manage to go for vacation every year.

God needed a lot of angels the last week if August 1997 and beginning of September 1997. The two weeks took Princess Diana, classical conductor Sir Georg Solti, my niece Alexandra, and Mother Theresa. Alyx lost her battle with her brain tumor, She was 18 years old.

Today she’d have turned 38. I like to think she has Zusher up there for a new party pal this year.

Happy birthday Alyx…..I miss you and will always love you.