Nevermind the fact that since I slept for days, I went from sleeping for days to not sleeping. Being tired is just not in my blood. I’m just awake 24/7 until I’m sick or weakened by something. I don’t remember when I slept last, I think it was 2 days ago, but I’m just starting to come around from sloshy brain for some reason. All I remember is sleeping for days straight, with about 1 hour awake times every 8 hours, but mostly not more than 20 minutes. Matt worked from home 3 1/2 days this week and I wasn’t hardly awake. Any teeny tiny little bug, because my blood is in such a weakened state, just lays me flat out. Things hit me quick, take me out a few days, and then disappear just as quickly as it came. My blood needs to beef up a little to say the least. You’d think it would be so saturated with heavy metals that it couldn’t flow on it’s own and need watered down. I guess not so, well especially since I’m not absorbing any of these metals apparently. Only 4 days until my hematology appointment and I hope they start treatment soon. I’m am and am not looking forward too it. Depending on how aggressive they want to be, this could be like chemotherapy and last for weeks and hours each session. I’m hoping it doesn’t get that extreme, but my blood sucks. Plus, it takes 120 days before my blood will regenerate new red blood cells, and then and only then will I begin the recovery process. Everyone has said 6 months once it all starts working. Will I make it to Cedar Point this May or be able to take Chris? I have no idea. I still have a new years resolution to go on vacation at least once this year so something better start working quickly, I swear. Chris really wants to have a 2nd go on top thrill dragster! I hear up north calling, and Florida calls me too, when it’s not 105 degrees. I’m not going to be able to make it to the UK for Ruth’s wedding, not while undergoing treatment and Matt won’t go without his family even though he wants to be there and so do I. I don’t know why I want to be there so much, but family is important to Matt, even though he doesn’t show it, and if we can’t go for the uber expensive Olympic wedding, lol, we will try to go for the end of the year. If we can’t go I will do my best to send a really nice wedding gift. I don’t know if I could last letalone take the severe rush to the head with my pathetic blood. Normally I’m the thrill ride enthusiast. Last year Chris did Top Thrill dragster as his first coaster, and I braved all the major coasters multiple times while Matt chickened out. I made Matt do Magnum as our last coaster because I had a headache and my foot was blistered from improper fitting sandals. Though i’ve been on Wicked Twister the week before, Chris and I were in line for it, and it got to be our turn, and I don’t know what it is, but I think it’s the dangling leg design and the rapid take off (that part doesn’t bother me) but imagining my then-8-year-old slipping from the shoulder harness and flying out I think got to both of us, and we crossed over the track and we made a final ride on the Blue Streak, which is ancient but still fricken thrilling enough with the realistic feeling that it’s so old, the carts are going to fly right off the track, which honestly wouldn’t surprise me, so there is a fear factor, ha ha ha!
Well, I have a computer to repair and then we are off to the zoo. It doesn’t sound like a complex problem for me, recovering some data, maybe restoring the operating system, so it shouldn’t take too long and hopefully I can return it before we leave! Pictures to follow later!
I went from sleeping for 3 days straight to feeling like a million bucks though and doing strenuous yardwork. How the heck does that happen? It’s like I wake up after 3 days and just hop into my summer routine. I think the awesome weather helped. When I seen it was like 70 out yesterday, I forced myself out and the fresh air actually helped a lot. Me and the girls went for a walk and I did some photography. I was actually able to hold my camera problem free yesterday for the first time in a couple months. The joint inflammation went away temporarily at least, with no help from nsaids or even tylenol. Maybe things are turning around finally? God knows I’m on enough prescription heavy metals to weigh a cow down. My last lab results were horrible so I can’t believe it would be a turnaround that quick though. Maybe it’s the weather, as I said.
I’m getting beyond frustrated with the kids’ school though. I cried yesterday when I seen the report cards only confirming my worst fears that I brought to the schools attention. It’s time for action. I’m going to contact the Southgate schools this week and get their advice since they know us so well. I don’t know what else to do.
I’m proud of Andrew this morning. I have a new Samsung Galaxy tab, and I think the big screen and words on it have helped. I got him to read 2 words for me this morning, which is a big ++++++ Yay! I let him play crush the castle, a game based on physics and strategy pretty much, but I make him at least try to read everything on the screen. I won’t let him push the button until he sounds out the words – even though he has no comprehension of what he’s sounding out, like he built a castle, and the idea is to avoid having it destroyed so it takes a knowledge of physics on how to build the castle properly, so even when the button pops up that says “attack” a word he should be familiar with, lol, he would sound it out, and it would sound very similar to the real word, he couldn’t connect it in his mind to say the word “Attack”. He said…. “a-a-a-a-t-t-t-t-t-t-a-a-a-a-a-k-k-k” just like that and it was close, but he couldn’t put 2+2 together. It’s an improvement though.
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