Dawg Tired

Yep, more of us have been through it than you would believe. Been there, done that, wrote a book.....

Happy birthday!

I am 3 hours from St Louis. My PCP is pretty good for me - and I like my EP. PCP is in Bolivar, Mo, EP is in Springfield - but he is hard to get into.

I know it is embarrasing. BUT - look on the bright side. No one there will EVER accuse you of faking it. (says the woman who had to be picked up off of the floor of the stage at church during a Christmas play....)

Maybe a bunch of us could put them on and hang onto each other and have a "group skate"!

Okay - the 30-day test uses the sticky pads but you can change around the locations of the electrodes. They don't do the "sandpaper scrub" like for the 24 and 48 hour ones... NOT AS BAD!!!

I object to them becaue I have trouble walking. Any way, shape or form.... BUT - when these kids plow into me (it has happened 3 times!) I want to shake the parents who allow them to skate around the grocery store! Like I need help falling down!

I initially had my pacemaker installation cancelled because I was unable to work and due to that had no insurance. As soon as I got the money to get COBRA coverage I called and they were happy to re-scheduled. Obligation - legal or otherwise.... Hmmm.... Gray area!

Oh my, YES! Pushing will make things a lot worse - Like next Sunday I know I have church and one more event going on so I better plan to spend most of this week preparing for it - and i will still be in bed most of the week next week.

I agree with the "deep freeze" theory. For the first couple years my mind was mush. My fine motor skills went down BAD too. Had times when I had trouble spelling my name. But I kept trying. Even - very slowly - wrote a book. Now I do pilot studies for a company that does CEU's for medical professionals. It's only once a year or so, but I look forward to it!

I go back to bed. I quit driving a few years ago. Hubby just laughs at me and bings me food and coffee - in bed! It's a major pain... but all part of it.

Wow... All the news links I have seen say she is having a comprehansive medical checkup today. I just hope she has a doctor sharp enough to do TTT.

Okay - my US and HIDA scan were both negative - but I still had the awful pressure when I ate. I was living on Coke and crackers. After the tests came back negative I took the Zantac (it is a rule-out - so take it!) and Doc sent me to a surgeon. He had me do an upper endoscopy. But he told me he was so sure it was the GB that he went ahead and scheduled me for both so I could do all of my pre-op at the same time. The upper end showed a very minor hiatal hernia - and they did the bx for H Pylori (neg) so I was a go-ahead for GB surgery on Dec 27th... with a cautionary "If the symptoms get BAD, come to ER and I will get it out immediately!" Well... Dec 25th - 2 days prior to the surgery - STUPID me ate Christmas dinner.... Okay - I knew better. But it was calling my name!! I was NEVER so miserable in my life! That's coming from a woman who went through 18 hours of back labor to give birth to a kid with a 13-inch head. Yep - I was in a WORLD of hurt. But I told myself I was not going to go to ER on Christmas night! I stayed miserable all night, most of the naxt day (eating was totally out of the question) and bright and early the 27th I went to have it taken out. I told the surgeon and anesthesiologist they had ALMOST seen me Christmas night - they said I should have gone ahead and come it - they were both there! But - it was really an easy surgery. One of those I should have done sooner. Now, was that enough of a GB story??

I totally agree with the "don't try to keep it" mindset. It will cause more and more problems, and nausea/vomiting is enough of a problem without the added pukyness the bad gallbladder can cause.

I didn't have problems until my 30's. I had it taken out last year - I was 48.

These are pygmy goats - about the size of a German Shepherd dog... I didn't feel up to dealing with "real" goats.

Yep, that's Festus! He escaped once while I had a bunch of DAR ladies meeting at my house... he came right to the kitchen door - smiling at me - he's ornery! But when you go outside he runs to the gate and waits for you to let him in. I think he's afraid if he runs away he won't find anyplace else as cushy!

Yes, they are cute! And hey have such personality. Festus "escapes" and will come look in the back window at me. Mr Rooster comes up to the back walk ever morning and sits under the bedroom window and crows - I think he's telling Hubby to get up and come feed us!

Well, except that the goats escaped... and the rooster. But that's pretty much an everyday thing. Nanny wonders what the camera smells like... Festus is smiling at me. And Omega Kitty is still looking for a home. She's spayed and ready to go.

One of the main things I had to learn about all this is that there seem to be no hard and fast rules. As Nina said, it is dysregulation.

We have an amusement park - Silver Dollar City - close by. I can ride a few things - things I have ridden for years - but other things I know not to attempt - they will have serious repercussions. I'll put it this way - the "teacups" make me dizzy! But, I can enjoy the shows. They have a LOT of benches throughout the park to rest on. I can ride the train. So, I enjoy the park - just not the rides.

I have reached the point where I know that fatigue like this just happens. It has been very very difficult to accept it, but I have to put myself in a mindset where I can "just go with it". If it means a ahile in bed then so be it. Sometimes I can read, sometimes I can just listen to music, sometimes I can't stand even having my eyes open or to hear any kind of noise. The more I push myself, the worse the fatigue will get. Then the only thing I can do is rest - and that rest will happen one way or another. No, you are not a downer.... this is what we live with day in and day out. Perhaps the changing of the season is having an effect on you too. But probably the best thing for you is to rest.

Well, gee - I slept most of the day yesterday - look what I missed! Happy Belated Birthday, Em!!

I usually just end up bruised, but I have aparently tumbled down the 2 steps to the laundry/Gayla's computer/TV room a couple of times and hurt my shoulder, but never have dislocated it. I hope you manage to find someone to push you around while you are recovering! Got a big dog you could harness??? (Just kidding!)

I think that when I wrote my book I described it as being SO tired that even laying in bed wore me out... I wanted to melt into the mattress, and no amount of rest or sleep would help.