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It's good to come home and see where you've been, and it's all golden light.
Actually, it's just good to come home, period. Today was our first trip out of town, if memory serves, where we came home to the house instead of the RV. It's amazing.
The trip was a success; Wings had his long-rescheduled echo today, and aside from a few small things most likely mostly related to the natural aging process, his heart's still in good shape. What this means is that his hypertension is not due to any underlying heart problem, which is wonderful news. But we still have to get his medication protocol adjusted properly, and that appointment is coming up fast. The cardiologist at NMHI said that, barring any changes, he only needs to see him a year from now for a standard check-up, so if my body would permit it, I'd be dancing right now. [The cardiologist also thought I was a nurse practitioner, LOL. If only. I told him no, I'd just absorbed a lot having had to be caregiver for multiple elders.]
Now, of course, we're both wiped out; the trip is a lot harder on us than it used to be. I couldn't have risked making it had we not had the portable oxygen concentrator, and sure enough, I needed it on the way home. I'm wearing the cannula now, too. Thank you once again to everyone who made it possible, because today was an object lesson in just how essential it is for me now.
I'll be scarce the rest of the week, since between us we have appointments tomorrow, Friday, and Sunday, and likely a couple more next week. I'm up first thing tomorrow, and this one scares me. The practitioner has told me that severe pain is involved (if it turns out to be what they're going to try to treat). Expect mostly just the minimum from me the rest of this week and into next week, all the more so because of my pain levels right now; this chest pain is something else. And as I said last night, I have to find a way to deal with this level of pain and fatigue and, yes, fear, while everyone else effs around with no sense of urgency whatsoever, and I haven't figured out those pieces of this yet. I've got more work to do tonight, so the rest is cut-and-paste. And I really do need to get to the time to try to resolve this platform issue, because I really, really need to start getting these medical bills paid. The stress is killing me.
I'm setting two separate goals, as outlined below, because they're both dunning me steadily now. The overall goal is my $25K+ in emergency medical bills.
- Tonight's post elsewhere (It's not as impossible as it feels sometimes);
- A way to buy me coffee (which actually goes to She-Wolf's & my medical bills, and now Wings's too);
- Wings's direct PayPal link;
- Wings's site, for sales;
- Amazon wishlist, which mostly consists of supplies for She-Wolf and food for the half-feral pack;
- Wayfair gift cards, to replenish all the furnishings that the RV has destroyed in one way or another.
- Partial registry #1, from Bed, Bath and Beyond. There are new kitchen-y things on it now, stuff that I didn't realize we'd need to replace (either because the RV ruined it or because we gave it away when we had to downsize).
- Partial registry #2, from Wayfair. There are some things left on both registries that I thought by now I might be able just to buy outright, but medical bills (mine and She-Wolf's both) have to come first.
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