Mood: on fire
Now Playing: Day 812-The Final Road To Survival
Ahhhh.....The ocean. The sand. The sun...While my friend John is continuing to get acquainted with his new home out on the west coast in California I am still trying to let reality sink into my brain here in Ohio.
This weekend it seems there are a few of us doing the wicked intestinal treatments. Poor Jennifer is up to over 100 bottles of magnesium-citrate and I still have yet to keep track or remember what jug of liquid Drano aka Hell-In-A-Jug I am now on. Since each week it knocks me out for the count one of these days I pray someone out there comes up with a better solution like "IV Drano" so I can finally knock these jugs out of my life for good. AMEN!
We finally have been getting some rain although it does make the heat and humidity a lot worse. The grass and trees sure needed it since its been so dry. Instead of Eric having to take over watering the flower beds the past few days Mother Nature has done it for him. Unfortunately he won't get out of cutting the grass this coming week. We are hoping the drains finally get done this month. Then there will only be one project left for the house repairs. It seems like it is taking forever...
Since this treatment decided to play a harder internal game on my organs than last weeks I have been home sleeping most of the day away. This isn't normal for me because I usually have enough energy to at least keep busy the next day after treatment however this time it didn't happen. At least Eric set an alarm for every two hours to wake me up so I can take in fluids and not get dehydrated. Let's just say after 8.5 years my poor body is starting to get tired and that energy is wearing thin. I don't blame my Idiopathic Gastroparesis on anyone, in fact over the years my heart has grown 100x the size it used to be when it comes to helping others who also suffer from GP and other disabilities. I assume as my friend said this evening via text, "Its because you walk in the same shoes. You actually "GET IT" and what it feels like to suffer." Still on days like today its hard not to just throw in the towel. I struggle sometimes and it isn't easy when your body is down right tired but your mind is still fighting.
We tried to catch up on some other shows Eric taped this evening but my GP won along with a high fever that soon followed. After a Tylenol, Smartwater and an icepack I am hoping to call it an early night. Wishful thinking...