Wednesday, September 3, 2014
A stormy night. I turned CPAP off after the power went out. When the alarm went off, I showed it to Donna (who had to work today, I'm still on vacation). She said, "Go back to sleep" and I did. When my eyes popped open the house was silent except for the dishwasher in the kitchen. It was 8:24 AM and she showered, dressed, made lunch, started the dishwasher and left for work while I heard nothing.
On a whim, I checked my blood sugar and got 122. On a whim, I thought, 'That means there is sugar in my blood that I haven't used yet,' so I went through my morning routine without breakfast. I told myself that if 100 was the upper number for 'normal' blood sugar, then I would try to burn it off and not eat until it was 100 or less. I did drink my normal nearly-pint of water and inhaled my Advair. I also made coffee, I deferred on it until later.
Dressed and ready for the day, I noticed that I wasn't winded after my shower, drying off, or even making the bed. This is nice, so I thought I would take a walk. Google Maps tells me that walking the circle of our housing edition is seven-tenths of a mile. I did that in about 29 minutes (a minute short of a half-hour after I started). I am glad I took my cane for about a quarter of the way the sidewalk slopes toward the street, so the cane gave me comfortable balance. That was the only balance issue I had since my morning shower this morning.
The last half of the trip was the hardest. I was stumbling a bit, not because of balance so much as fatigue. I was sweating strongly and wondered if I needed another shower. Laying down under a ceiling fan, after shedding my outer clothes, I thought "Sleep is going to come quickly." It didn't.
After a while in which my eyes simply would not stay closed. While my sweating had stopped or greatly diminished in the subsequent 15 minutes, I noticed that my joints were aching and realized that I had not done this in a while. On a whim, still laying down, I started some stretching and exercise that I used to do a long time ago. There were a couple of leg lifts: hold a leg up a short distance from the floor, or bed in this case, and count out some time, which was only to ten this time. I alternately stretched my legs this way and that, apart and together. The burning in my hip socket stopped but I was sweating again even after that minimal effort.
I got up and noticed the list Donna had for me and took in a couple more items (one I did before the walk). Then I sat down and checked the blood sugar again: 100. Great, I'll have lunch. First, though, I thought I might want to record this. Therefore this note. As I thought about it in closing, I only had to back track to catch about three little typos--misspelling three just now made it four, oops, misspelling it with if made it five, nope, misspelling if again made it six. I thinhk I will quit wbefore it gets worse. (where did this bout of fumble fingers come from?)
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Monday, September 1, 2014
A Little Work This Morning
Monday, AugustSeptember 91, 2014
I awoke to a telephone ring, just one ring, but memy cell phone beside my dbed did not indicate I got a call. If anything was 'clear as a bell' that ring was. (BTW, we haven't had a landline phone for a long time, just cell phones, and Donna's phone has d uses different ringers and beeps than mine).
I walked down the hall and wallked in a straight line using only one comforting orienting touch on the door post as I left the bedroom. I walked to the kitchen without the slightest light-headedness or uncertainty. I thought, and said, this is going to be a good day. I took my normal large glass of water with a fish oil supploement. I had thought that if I was having a problem with righid and inflexible blood vessels in my head, the supposed cause of my dizzyness when standing or studdenly and if one of the features of the omega (2, 6,7, whatever the number was) fatty acids was somewhat in that direction then I would take more than the mere one pill a day in hopes that this little bit may help some.
Donna had , no was making, a blueberry coffee cake. It was a fun moment when after I drinking my water and taking that fish oil pill (and my advair inhalation) I playfully came close behind her to watch her work the dough. I thought 'thouse were big chocolate chpips then I had to laugh and told her why. The picture just came to mind that she was rinsing a pile of blueberries while I was pouring my water a moment ago. She joined me in the laugh.
I started my shave and shwoower routine and all began well enough. I opened the cabinet drawer without a moment's hesitation and scaresely a glance at what I was reaching for. The mental hiccups began in the shower (belyond the chocolate chip and blueberry thing) when A i I forgot what I had or hand hadn't washed after shampooing my hair.
After drying my off I was winded, although not dizzy, just breathing hard as if that little bit was work. I made my bed and put on my underwear and still was breathing like I had just climebed a bunch of stairs. I heard the distant ding of the timer on the stove and went down the hall to help start set up for breakfacst. Donna had already got the plates out and was almost finished with a couple of scrambled eggs (got to have some protien protein, as Donna prefers). I made coffee (she doesn't drink it) and we sat down to breakfast which was a fvery pleasant time we don't offten get to sher share tot together on Morning that don't start with Sat or Sun.
I don't remember now if it was this morning or the previous morning that she noticed a te tremble or tremor with my fingers but the picture of that comes to mind.
Now the part where I thought to start this note for today.
Donna was editing some materials for her work. She was trying to make up some work time because she had been away for taxi service to me and doctors now that I can't drive. She was reading and comparing soem some Bible verses where they were chaning the changing editions or was checking the work of the previous authors who may have been using different Bible editions. There was an e odd expression that she read out loud. It didn't sound quite right to either of us (we were sharing the same table as I was on the Internet), though we both had grown up with and accom accustomed to the phrasing of the King James Version.
I looked it up on biblehub.com to compare the Greek phrasing. I saw that there was a different word sh chosen for part of the expression in question. Looking up the word's meaning I understood where the unexpected translation phrac phrasing came from. Then I looked at the parallell passages from the list the page provided. I described the difference, as best as I could haltingly say for I stumbled at the words. I described the set of tests texts, briefly, and the distinction of scholarly traditions and how that they probably illustrate why a certain common and previously popular translation was being replaced by our denomination, and how various older univorm uniform tet texts standards which led to the more familiar phrasing were ignored in favor of 19th century notions of scholarship. Just as I was about to describe the roots of divergence I saw the expression on Donna's face. It was a patient "That's nice, honey" look that told me I had gone on far more than she wanted but she was happy that I still had a hold of some of my sp smarts and education. So I finished the thought with something about an expression for a multiple few in its singular form, which essenntially would be as if we were to say a 'two or three' kind of "several" was redefined by the Greek expression's setting as a singular. She smiled with kindness and returned to her work.
At that point, I felt as if this moment needed recording.
As you may have noticed, this time, and it was hard, I did not go back and fix a lot of my spelling and phrasing transgressions--which was a bit hard at times to do. Those where spell-checker flagged with a red underline I noted by an overstricke so to flag what I would normally have not typed or at least retyped if I saw it. This is not normal of me.
Saturday, August 30, 2014
Tired Easily
Saturday, August 30, 2014
This morning started nicely, but I tire easily. Went to Walmart and had to sit out the grocery shopping about midway, leaving Donna to do the middle. Hard to focus on the words on boxes and cans for part of it, but not other. Went to the car to doze while Donna checked out.
Dizzy getting out of the car. Tired in Price Cutter and sat out half of her shopping. Dozed in a chair there. When I checked my blood pressure there it was very, very good, for me at least. So that wasn't it. I texted Donna with the numbers.
After lunch I went to bed to nap a couple of minutes after 12, using my CPAP until I awoke at close to 2:30 and snoozed again until Donna got home a few minutes after 3.
I was easily confused while watching TV tonight. 9 pm bedtime and I am VERY ready.
This morning started nicely, but I tire easily. Went to Walmart and had to sit out the grocery shopping about midway, leaving Donna to do the middle. Hard to focus on the words on boxes and cans for part of it, but not other. Went to the car to doze while Donna checked out.
Dizzy getting out of the car. Tired in Price Cutter and sat out half of her shopping. Dozed in a chair there. When I checked my blood pressure there it was very, very good, for me at least. So that wasn't it. I texted Donna with the numbers.
After lunch I went to bed to nap a couple of minutes after 12, using my CPAP until I awoke at close to 2:30 and snoozed again until Donna got home a few minutes after 3.
I was easily confused while watching TV tonight. 9 pm bedtime and I am VERY ready.
Friday, August 29, 2014
A Good Day
Friday, August 29, 2014
This was a good day. A really good day. This morning I mowed the front lawn and trimmed a few bushes. It took me two hours and, after taking out the time for naps, was merely half-again as long as I would normally do it. I am so glad James talked me into a self-propelled mower a few years ago.
After a shower, that is almost as much work as working but cleaner, I felt kind of trembly, the spelling checker doesn't like that word but I don't know what to do with it to make it happy because jittery which the spell checker likes is not the right word. Anyway, I looked around for my sugar checker thing and didn't find it. So I had lunch.
Donna saved me the last of the lunch meat, two slices of hers and one of mine, and the last slice of bread (which reminds me I need to get another loaf out of the big freezer) for me to make a half-sandwich. Then my normal half-cup of frozen peas and carrots which I heat in the microwave and add a little fake butter for flavor (I think it is Promise this month). I already had a large glass of water, which I like to have either a half-hour or so before and, or, another about an hour or so afterwards. I'm hoping that will aid my digestion and not hinder.
After an hour and a half of nap, I did some other chores around the house: shredded some old papers that have our names with account numbers and such; folded some towels; ran the sweeper through the living room, hallway, and bedroom; put away some dishes from the drainer; ran the dishwasher; added more soap to the small dishwasher soap box from the bigger economy box (which was more work than I expected as I had to break up clods and lumps); and sat down to do this note.
I thought a day or so ago that perhaps I might just type ahead and ignore the errors, but that would sort of spoil the moment. After all, I'm having a good day.
This was a good day. A really good day. This morning I mowed the front lawn and trimmed a few bushes. It took me two hours and, after taking out the time for naps, was merely half-again as long as I would normally do it. I am so glad James talked me into a self-propelled mower a few years ago.
After a shower, that is almost as much work as working but cleaner, I felt kind of trembly, the spelling checker doesn't like that word but I don't know what to do with it to make it happy because jittery which the spell checker likes is not the right word. Anyway, I looked around for my sugar checker thing and didn't find it. So I had lunch.
Donna saved me the last of the lunch meat, two slices of hers and one of mine, and the last slice of bread (which reminds me I need to get another loaf out of the big freezer) for me to make a half-sandwich. Then my normal half-cup of frozen peas and carrots which I heat in the microwave and add a little fake butter for flavor (I think it is Promise this month). I already had a large glass of water, which I like to have either a half-hour or so before and, or, another about an hour or so afterwards. I'm hoping that will aid my digestion and not hinder.
After an hour and a half of nap, I did some other chores around the house: shredded some old papers that have our names with account numbers and such; folded some towels; ran the sweeper through the living room, hallway, and bedroom; put away some dishes from the drainer; ran the dishwasher; added more soap to the small dishwasher soap box from the bigger economy box (which was more work than I expected as I had to break up clods and lumps); and sat down to do this note.
I thought a day or so ago that perhaps I might just type ahead and ignore the errors, but that would sort of spoil the moment. After all, I'm having a good day.
Thursday, August 28, 2014
A Nice Day
Thursday, August 28, 2014
A good night's sleep. Feeling almost fresh and nearly normal. Thinking a little slowly but the world is bright and in focus.
Walking down the hall involved a little bit of course correction but this is just an affirming touch, not a running into doorways thing or grabbing for support like yesterday. I got around without a single moment even suggesting a fall or potential fall.
The closest thing to disorientation, however, was holding a thought. I needed to take out the trash and hopefully fetch the vehicle inspection from the Oldsmobile in order to renew the car tags online. I remembered both things, but since I had forgotten the keys to the car I would need to go back inside for that. I replaced the trash bag in the trash can and still remembered that I needed the car keys so that was good. When I went to get the keys I found myself in a different room wondering why I was there so I backtracked for the keys and got the paper from the car. Looking at the computer I remembered that I would need the tax receipt for a question that I remembered would be part of the online transaction. On the way to the room where that was I thought I would need my glasses also. I got my glasses and returned and forgot--as I write I forgot what I forgot but see it on the table in front of me and now the picture of my getting that tax receipt comes back into view.
I am surprised at how often I have to go back to correct typing errors. I used to be a pretty good typist and compared to how hard it was yesterday afternoon, I'm doing quite well.
A good night's sleep. Feeling almost fresh and nearly normal. Thinking a little slowly but the world is bright and in focus.
Walking down the hall involved a little bit of course correction but this is just an affirming touch, not a running into doorways thing or grabbing for support like yesterday. I got around without a single moment even suggesting a fall or potential fall.
The closest thing to disorientation, however, was holding a thought. I needed to take out the trash and hopefully fetch the vehicle inspection from the Oldsmobile in order to renew the car tags online. I remembered both things, but since I had forgotten the keys to the car I would need to go back inside for that. I replaced the trash bag in the trash can and still remembered that I needed the car keys so that was good. When I went to get the keys I found myself in a different room wondering why I was there so I backtracked for the keys and got the paper from the car. Looking at the computer I remembered that I would need the tax receipt for a question that I remembered would be part of the online transaction. On the way to the room where that was I thought I would need my glasses also. I got my glasses and returned and forgot--as I write I forgot what I forgot but see it on the table in front of me and now the picture of my getting that tax receipt comes back into view.
I am surprised at how often I have to go back to correct typing errors. I used to be a pretty good typist and compared to how hard it was yesterday afternoon, I'm doing quite well.
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Afternoon Naps
August 27, 2014, Supplemental Note
Although I had already written a note this morning for today, the afternoon naps needed noting.
I had folded some towels and put them away and thought a nap would be nice. I write this having just awakened by a phone call from Donna and some things are not straight in my mind but sort of bubble up with clarity. If this doesn't make sense I'm sorry but I am trying to explain a moment that may explain, show, what is wrong. Something not right.
I lay down thinking. Flitting from thought to thought like a bird outside on a tree.I didn't think I was asleep when I awoke with a need to go to the bathroom. I sat up on the side of my bed and felt like I was tumbling into the floor but could see myself in the mirror. My head was bobbing in a different direction. It was confusing so I lay back down again. I remember glancing at the clock, my cellphone, and much more than the couple of minutes of seeming sleeplessness with my eyes closed had passed. I raised back up again, but more slowly, and could then get up to go to the bathroom. I only seemed wobbly when I washed my face after washing my hands after.
I laid back down, placing my cell phone on the pillow beside me, closed my eyes. I thought I was up, I don't remember what I was doing but suddenly things dissolved and the phone on the pillow appeared in the middle of my view. Donna was calling to see if I was 'up to' going to church tonight.
Well, I wasn't feeling up to much of anything.
The phone says she called at 3:55. I sat down to start this note at 4:02. It is now 4:28. I am thankfully not in pain, but I am not quite right.
Although I had already written a note this morning for today, the afternoon naps needed noting.
I had folded some towels and put them away and thought a nap would be nice. I write this having just awakened by a phone call from Donna and some things are not straight in my mind but sort of bubble up with clarity. If this doesn't make sense I'm sorry but I am trying to explain a moment that may explain, show, what is wrong. Something not right.
I lay down thinking. Flitting from thought to thought like a bird outside on a tree.I didn't think I was asleep when I awoke with a need to go to the bathroom. I sat up on the side of my bed and felt like I was tumbling into the floor but could see myself in the mirror. My head was bobbing in a different direction. It was confusing so I lay back down again. I remember glancing at the clock, my cellphone, and much more than the couple of minutes of seeming sleeplessness with my eyes closed had passed. I raised back up again, but more slowly, and could then get up to go to the bathroom. I only seemed wobbly when I washed my face after washing my hands after.
I laid back down, placing my cell phone on the pillow beside me, closed my eyes. I thought I was up, I don't remember what I was doing but suddenly things dissolved and the phone on the pillow appeared in the middle of my view. Donna was calling to see if I was 'up to' going to church tonight.
Well, I wasn't feeling up to much of anything.
The phone says she called at 3:55. I sat down to start this note at 4:02. It is now 4:28. I am thankfully not in pain, but I am not quite right.
Unbalanced
Wednesday, August 27, 2014
Normal forgetfulness, such as unable to place the tune, much less the words, when I started to sing in the shower. One came to mind when I was almost through but only half of the chorus. Yesterday, I got a song book out and [why did my cursor just bounce to another place on the screen?] and sang a song through twice, all four verses and the chorus after each, and yet I had to go back to find a word that was missing a mere hour later. I don't remember the name of the song but I know that I've sang it often over most of my 60 years.
This morning, Donna told me to get the car tags for the Oldsmobile ordered online. I said we need to get it inspected. She said we already did. I remember getting the Mercury inspected. I remember Donna going with me recently for the oil change and vehicle inspection, but I thought that was for the Mercury. It was hard to connect the pictures in my memory. I am not convinced that I have but if we did then I have to.
The normal balance issues again today. I reached for the door post and missed at first try when needing to change my course a bit to leave the bedroom. I used my common trick of holding my right hand out just a little to stay in contact with the wall. It helps we walk a little straighter but I still found myself at the left side of the hallway before I got to the end.
There was something about some balance issues I had in the kitchen this morning that I know I wanted to note, but they simply aren't coming to me right now.
I had a nap of about 40 minutes. There was something I wanted to be sure to write down, prompting me to start this note. It seems I haven't covered it when rereading this note but I have no idea what it was now.
Normal forgetfulness, such as unable to place the tune, much less the words, when I started to sing in the shower. One came to mind when I was almost through but only half of the chorus. Yesterday, I got a song book out and [why did my cursor just bounce to another place on the screen?] and sang a song through twice, all four verses and the chorus after each, and yet I had to go back to find a word that was missing a mere hour later. I don't remember the name of the song but I know that I've sang it often over most of my 60 years.
This morning, Donna told me to get the car tags for the Oldsmobile ordered online. I said we need to get it inspected. She said we already did. I remember getting the Mercury inspected. I remember Donna going with me recently for the oil change and vehicle inspection, but I thought that was for the Mercury. It was hard to connect the pictures in my memory. I am not convinced that I have but if we did then I have to.
The normal balance issues again today. I reached for the door post and missed at first try when needing to change my course a bit to leave the bedroom. I used my common trick of holding my right hand out just a little to stay in contact with the wall. It helps we walk a little straighter but I still found myself at the left side of the hallway before I got to the end.
There was something about some balance issues I had in the kitchen this morning that I know I wanted to note, but they simply aren't coming to me right now.
I had a nap of about 40 minutes. There was something I wanted to be sure to write down, prompting me to start this note. It seems I haven't covered it when rereading this note but I have no idea what it was now.
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