The Cottage Care team came today instead of tomorrow, and it has completely bobcomdistulated me! Normally, we use the every other Friday schedule to run errands and to go out for breakfast, and I get my labwork done, so we got it together and headed out early today instead.
(I know it's nuts, but I don't like to be here when CC comes to clean, because it makes me feel so guilty that I'm not doing it myself, and I'm completely paranoid that everything is a mess and not fit for company.)
(Isn't is somehow comforting to know that despite all of these big changes in my life I'm still your lovable goofball?)
Labwork did not exactly go as planned. The phlebotomist blamed me for being dehydrated, but I secretly blamed her for not knowing what the h-e-double-hockey sticks she was doing.
I have to go back tomorrow because company policy says they're only allowed to stick a patient four times before they have to give up.
(I'm going to make sure to double up on my pre-lab water!)
There's a wonderful little restaurant downtown South Bend called The Early Bird Eatery, and we've gone there about four times now. As God is my witness, the food is always perfection, and I even like their damn good! I don't normally order coffee when out because I'm so fussy about it, but theirs is just delicious (even if the darn cups are two small).
I dropped Rich off at CS2 and took myself to the Martin's like a grown woman, and got provisions for our newest meal idea: SALAD BAR. I'm going to do my best to clean, chop, and containerize everything so that several times a week we can have a healthy dinner. We do pretty well, but with the warmer weather coming, I really want to double down and get these darn post transplant pounds OFF once and for all.
(You'll be happy to know that I am within ten pounds of my pre-transplant weight! According to my Bean Team, it's not unheard of for patients to gain a lot more than that, so I am actually pretty happy that my gain was within what Dr Goggins expected.)
But seven months is long enough to be fiddling around. Time to go back to my Operation GO routines.
I am stitching, when not distracted by new coloring markers or a Philadelphia sports team on the TeeVee. Right now, I'm obsessed with the Sixers getting themselves out of trouble in their series with Miami, and the Phillies getting themselves out of trouble in general!
Here's the latest progress:
I don't know about your neck of the woods, but here in Hoosierville we seem to be trapped under one big heavy permaclound and cold drizzly weather that seems to have started sometime last October. With the exception of the Blue Gold game day, I don't think we've seen the sun for more than four minutes. Today is rain and 45 degrees, and from what I can tell from the forecast, it looks like 110 and sunny starting this weekend.
Go figure.
(Yes, Betty. I exaggerate. Again. As I am wont to do. But high 70's or 80's to me might as well be the vestibule to Hell. Remember, Dear. I'm built for cool comfort...not for hot speed.)
Speaking of comfort, our therapy pool water was a little on the cool side yesterday, so I am pretty sore today. It does feel good to know that I worked my joints and muscles well, but methinks I might need a nice warm soak in the bubble tub tomorrow!
So that's the latest from Spinster World today, Dearies! I'm sorry to be so darn boring, but if you stay tuned long enough I'm sure I'll trip over something fun or dramatic eventually!
What's new with you?