Man, it’s been a long time since I posted anything. I’ve been out of the hospital and home for a
month already. I even got to see my
acupuncturist last Monday….hadn’t been to see her for two whole months and I
could tell. Even though it only grazes the
pain (like everything else I’ve tried), it helps with other general things and
lightens me a bit…you have to be grateful for what is right in front of you,
right?
All the eaglets hatched from the Decorah Eagles site that I
so love. They hatched a few days apart
and they are a little over a week old.
Already growing so fast. Eat,
chatter, sleep. And the parents are such
good ones….it’s impossible not to watch, laugh, and realize how fragile and
beautiful life is. I am watching them in
another window as I write this….they relieve each other of parental duties;
they still cozy on over them to keep them warm because they can’t regulate
their own body temperatures for the first two weeks. This is my second year following them and I
learn so much every day. Visit them at: http://www.ustream.tv/decoraheagles and sign on (no obligations or cost) so you
can watch the “chat” and learn. You
don’t have to participate, but if you have a question, you’ll get an answer in
a very short time from one of their many volunteer moderators. I stay away from social network sites, but
this one is a major learning experience, it’s respectful, and the mods do a
great job of keeping it family friendly….kids watch with their teachers and
classrooms. And the panning and camera
work, also done by volunteers, is amazing.
I have more screenshots then I’ll ever use! And the hummingbirds drink so much I change the feeder daily!
The pain has been pretty much unbearable for days on end,
but today, I got out for the third time in two months (that wasn’t a doctor
appointment) and went to the bank and to get some more of my probiotic
stuff. I take so many supplements it’s
ridiculous. But I hope that it balances
out all the yucky stuff I have to take.
And something is wrong with my very expensive air bed. I wake up in the middle of the night and it’s
so deflated it’s like sleeping on a wooden pallet. My helpers and I have looked and looked (and
listened) for a leak but we can’t see or hear anything. It’s maddening. I have enough trouble sleeping without
this. My brother though I should go and
get a regular mattress and maybe I should.
I like the air one, though, and I have a mattress topper that is really
fluffy and cozy. It’s a mystery. But it feels horrible because I am so thin
and the tumors are everywhere so it hurts…everywhere.
I am also adjusting to my new/old regiment and taking the
drug I hate. But I hate all of them, as
they do little or no good whatsoever. I
started thinking of all the things I’ve survived that should have killed me
from scarlet fever, NF to near drowning to cancelling a trip on a 18 seat
plane, only to hear it had crashed and killed everyone on board. Makes me think. Actually, throws me around between total
confusion (as to why I am still breathing) to laughing my head off. G-d has a sense of humor, I’ll give you that.
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