While the weekend was sufficiently quiet, I’m hitting this morning with a list of things I want/need to do. There’s an issue with the old insurance that needs to be settled. There are people I need to see live and in person. And more than anything, I need definitive answers from elected officials as to where they stand on Project 2025. I can’t risk letting anyone be elected who would support such an evil and anti-American plan. If you haven’t read yesterday’s sermon, please carve some time out of your day to do so. If you’ve already read it, then please consider sharing it. Widely. We have to bury this thing so deeply that no one speaks of it ever again.
Apparently my sleeplessness is contagious? A friend sent me a text a moment ago that she’d been up since 1:30 this morning and still has to go to work and do important stuff and then drive back home. Kat hasn’t been sleeping well either. We’re all on different medications that affect our sleep, but this is all kind of nuts. I had plans for dinner last night but ended up just going with a plate of nachos. I was too tired to spend time cooking. G made dinner for his mom because, of all of us, he was wide awake and chatty.
Deep bone pain was a problem yesterday as well. Normally, that hits on the longer bones, the femur, tibia, humerus, etc. This time, it hit specific joints, my right knee, hip, elbow, and wrist. Moving at all was limited because of the pain. If I was lying down, I didn’t want to get up. If I was sitting, I didn’t want to move from my chair. I know this is just the chemo doing its thing, but I’m beyond ready for it all to be over.
Back-to-school thoughts are top-of-mind now. New clothes have been ordered and are coming in. Tipper has Freshman orientation next week. I think they both start on or around the 27th. I know the start date is before the first of August. Summer now is nothing at all like what it was when we were kids. The time isn’t there. We’ve not been on anything one might consider a vacation for a couple of years. The kids haven’t complained but I can’t help but feel that they’re getting the short end of the summer experience.
Weather is going to be an issue this week as well. There’s a small system currently Southwest of Springfield, IL that could give us rain and some strong wind this evening. But Beryl hit Texas as a Category 1 storm last night so by Tuesday evening through much of Thursday, possibly even Friday, we could be feeling the effects of that storm. Here’s what the National Weather Service in Indianapolis posted earlier this morning:
While severe weather seems out of the question, we’re almost certain to get a lot of water this week. That will affect both Kat and me as we work through the pain to try and keep things going. Please be understanding, especially if you’re in Kat’s chair.
Frankie, the smashed-face wheezer kitty, just jumped up on the desk for pets. I think Frank is more sensitive to our stress than any of the other animals, though Solaris, Frank’s twin, and both dogs are pretty aware as well. I wish everyone had friends who are as supportive as our animals are.
Strange, the dogs haven’t asked to go out yet. Hamilton’s barely moved from his spot since I woke up. Hmmm… Gotta wonder what’s up with that.
Somehow, the lawn still needs to be mowed.
Morning Update: 07/09/24
Most of the rain we were expecting overnight stayed South of I-70. We did get a couple of showers, but nowhere near the deluge of rain we were expecting. Apparently, this concerned Belvedere, who woke me up at 1:30 and insisted we go outside and check on the yard and the weather and whatever else was bothering him. Of course, he came back in and fell right back asleep. I was awake until almost 4:00. He snuggled like a champ, though.
The cloud cover did help make the temperature a little more palatable for getting the rest of the lawn mown. The electrical tape we needed to make things safe finally arrived. I even demonstrated that it was safe by running my hand over the taped areas. I thought about startling Tipper by faking a shock, but the chances that she might overreact and then not finish her part of the mowing were too high. She hadn’t wanted to mow in the first place. I needn’t be giving her any excuses.
While the kids were mowing, I was finally able to grill the ribs and corn we had originally planned for the 4th. Never mind that it was 89 degrees when I started. I wasn’t going to let the meat spoil after having waited so long to get to it. The cloud cover coming up and dropping the temp was a nice bonus. Inside, I made bacon and spinach, a combination that G was unsure about until he actually tasted it. I tried telling him that bacon makes everything better, but he was a little reluctant to trust me.
I’m feeling unsettled and confused and I’m not sure I can identify exactly why. I know part of the confusion came when I was checking the status of things on the Social Security website and found out that my SSI disability is listed as suspended. There was no explanation why. I assume that there’s a letter coming, but unlike FSSA, SSI doesn’t list all the documents they send you. I’m also feeling concerned about the toll all of this is taking on Kat. She’s so preoccupied with everything she has to do, all the pressure that falls on her, that yesterday she forgot to eat anything until she got home at almost 10:00 pm. She was standing in the kitchen and wobbled as though she might fall. Hey, that’s my job! She ate and felt a lot better, but her stomach issues have only gotten worse. I need to find a safe place to live so that she can relax a little bit.
At the same time, I’m feeling some severe wanderlust, but where can I even go without someone going with me? I know one place I’m not going: Death Valley. Would you believe tourists are still flocking to that hell hole despite the fact it’s seeing some of the hottest temperatures ever? A number of people have died from the heat because, you know, I guess they wanted to test that “Death” part out for themselves. Flying anywhere is out. Between doors blowing out and a wheel falling off yesterday, it would take a lot of alcohol to get me on a Boeing jet right now. Airbus, maybe, but we don’t see as many of those on this continent. I can’t cross international borders with my chemo meds at all, so sailing anywhere is out of the question. I need someone to come and get me then take us somewhere fun. Preferably somewhere with naked people. Some place well away from volcanoes.
Both Kat and G are already up and awake. Maybe we’ll have breakfast together. Maybe someone will bring me more coffee. I keep hoping for a fairy coffee server to appear. Hasn’t happened yet.
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