12/14/22

Today is Wednesday. The last couple of days have been a bit rough. When folks come over, I buck up and act normal for a little while. As soon as they leave, I am wiped out. I’m still glad we have company, though. It gives me something to look forward to and I enjoy it very much. I have a cough, I am extraordinarily tired, and my head is foggy. I’ve taken two home Covid tests, a week and a half apart, and they were both negative. So, I just have some crud. I slept 14 hours a couple of days ago. I go to sleep every day, sometimes standing up. I thought that would be impossible, but it’s not. My head is too foggy to do my Crosstitch, and I can’t keep my eyes open long enough, anyway. I’ve managed to do laundry today and do some baking, but I am so very tired.

OK, I just fell asleep writing this post. Geez. I’m awake now and will finish. I hope. I just hope I don’t hit the send button before I’m finished. I got my test results from my biopsy. They hit my chart last night. I am scheduled to speak with the surgeon at 10 AM on Friday morning, so I’m sure she will explain it then. I didn’t understand squat in the report. There are more big, unusual words than I’ve ever seen in that thing. I did not see malignancy anywhere, though. So, I figure I’m good.

I get my stitches out tomorrow and they scheduled my MRI for January 3. I need a new calendar. I don’t have one for next year yet. I should tell Santa.

Today was laundry day and David got a good score. Only two T-shirts were turned inside out. I think that’s a record. A few months ago, I bought him all new underwear. All dark colors. That was the smartest move I ever made. It ought to be illegal to sell men’s underwear in white. Stores ought to be punished and have to pay a fine or something.

My hair is coming in thicker now. The curls are on the bottom, but the top of it is straight. No more curls are coming in at all. It’s all solid white and silver. I really don’t have white, silvery hair. I’m just growing tinsel.


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