8/14/21

It’s Saturday morning now. I did not write yesterday. Yesterday sucked. I was still awake until at least 4 AM the night before, so I was so very tired all day long. I had two appointments yesterday: One for physical therapy, and then radiation. When I got home, I grabbed something to eat, and then took a nap. I keep getting notices about my package. It was supposed to be here last Tuesday, and I still don’t have it. Maybe today. Sigh. I’m supposed to have a compression sleeve and a compression glove. I needed to wear them all this week, but that sure didn’t happen. The surgeon came down to meet with me while I was in physical therapy yesterday to take a look at my elbow. Long story, short, no one knows what’s wrong with my elbow. It sure does keep me awake at night. Getting more painful every day.

I went for a walk yesterday evening with a lady I met here at the park. She loaned me a whole bunch of DVDs to watch while I am here. I watched a movie last night. It was the first time I had the television on since I’ve been down here by myself. 

I started to burn a couple of days ago. She said it would not happen until week number three, so I guess I am an overachiever. The fluid buildup in my chest is partially due to the scar tissue from surgery. It has created a wall, of sorts, and the fluid cannot move from one side of my body to the other. I’m supposed to massage the scar tissue and try and break it up. It hurts a lot, so it’s not fun at all.

The physical therapy department was supposed to contact the representative so I can get my torso pressure suit. I talked to her last Monday and she said she would do that. She did not. When I was in physical therapy yesterday, they gave me the number of the representative so I could call him myself. So, five whole days went by and nothing was done. I called the rep and left a message,he has not returned my car.

I don’t know if I ever told anyone this, but it bears repeating. Did you know that 14 muscles are activated when opening a bottle of wine? Fitness is my passion.

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