Finally got some time and a bit of energy for writing while enjoying the beautiful smell of helichrysum. Mmm…

Had a tired but relaxing birthday yesterday. We went to Publix to get some goodies as well as things we needed. The only thing that irritated me was how Tom got irritated with me for getting irritated with yet another person who wasn’t paying attention and made us miss the light as if it was somehow a personal attack against him. Then one of the stupid landscapers started to walk out in front of us as we were returning.

I stormed into the house, put things away, and sat down at my laptop. A few minutes later, he came up to me and said, “I’m sorry I made you mad on your birthday.”

We looked at each other and both of us burst out laughing. Anyone who knows me knows I can’t stay annoyed with him for too long.

I was tired yesterday, and I’m tired again today. I’ve got to make that full-face mask work. I’ve just got to. I have an appointment Thursday afternoon to pick it up. It’s gonna be quite an adjustment learning to sleep on my side and back only. I love to fall asleep on my stomach, but in my sleep, I do change positions a lot. I’m pretty much all over the place position-wise but not falling asleep on my stomach will take some getting used to. Gonna have to get used to falling asleep on my side or back. If it will give me my energy back, it will be worth it.

I don’t have the energy to go play Bingo tonight. I suppose I could make myself but it wouldn’t be much fun with me being tired, even though I’m not as tired as I was in the morning.

I was surprised to learn that Jessie has sleep apnea and sleeps with a nasal mask. I wonder why she never told me this before. She said she hates it.

Went to the lab earlier and am expecting shitty numbers. Then the next battle is to try to figure out if my thyroid is atrophying or what the hell is causing my body not to absorb the medication.

I got in right away because I had an appointment but Tom overheard one of the walk-ins say they’d been waiting for three hours while I was being taken care of. Oh, and of course I can have the fun of adding more appointments when they find too many WBCs in my pee. rolls eyes On the way back, we saw a billboard sign for a urogynecologist, so there is such a doctor after all. It’s a shame how much we’ve learned related to diseases and medicine thanks to the nonstop problems I have that we otherwise would have had absolutely no interest in learning. It’s gonna have to wait until we change insurance in January. It’s a specialist, so I couldn’t get in right away anyway.

Tom’s appointment went well, but he’s not very happy with his doctor. He switched to a different Medicare Advantage plan, but will probably keep him since he doesn’t see him often. It’s just that he’s always late. He was the first appointment of the day and there was no one in the waiting room yet he was a half hour late.

The doctor was pleased with his weight loss and lower A1C. It hasn’t been easy for him, but he’s down 12 pounds. I wish I could do that!

I read that if you have an enlarged heart as I do, it can eventually swing the other way and the ejection fraction rate can drop below 50%, leading to heart failure. But this doesn’t necessarily always happen so I’m not worried about it.

We had a little bit of rain for a couple of days which was a nice surprise. Tomorrow night should be the third time this fall that we’ll need heat.

One of the honker’s daughters is visiting. She’s by herself but she must know people around here because he took the fucking motorcycle out while she took his truck. Or maybe she went someplace by herself. Either way, now I’m worried I’m going to have to hear the fucking thing every day for the week or two that she’s here.

Since Tinkerbella is a naughty girl by chewing carpet whenever we let her in the living room these days, I let her run around in the master closet since it’s huge, and she absolutely loves it because there’s so much to climb on in here. I brought in her little waterfall water dish and one of the sheets she likes to burrow in. Of course, she’s chewing the edges of the carpet in here too, but since it’s just a closet, it doesn’t matter. Out there, though, she chews on the carpet and the couch and other shit I don’t want her messing with.

She doesn’t just climb around, of course, but loves to play with me as well. She was all cute, playful, and bouncy earlier, climbing and jumping on me and being affectionate.

I hide treats in various places for her to find when she’s exploring. It’s good physical activity, but it’s also good for her brain, too. She really exercised her brain after we cleaned her cage the other day. After we did that, I shredded up some paper and she had fun dragging it up to her hammock piece by piece.