Thursday, March 16, 2017

The Worst Is Over



I do believe, the worst is over. 

Yesterday I was still feeling very "blah" even though I didn't have that excruciating pain.  At least I had my appetite return, albeit partial. 

Not to gross anyone out but part of the problem was by taking all those pain killers I was constipated big time. 

Last night I was just so sluggish I couldn't do anything so I went to bed early at around  8 pm. I woke up several times to go to the bathroom to take a pee (no blood thank God) and just to move my legs from every increasing cramps that were awakening me.

At 2:30 am I was wide awake so I played online Scrabble on my iPhone, as I had the past three nights. For some reason I found that playing that not too mind inducing game relaxed me and took my mind off of my impending doom.

My boss at the hotel texted me yesterday to ask if I was coming into work. I wasn't sure if I was ready but I texted him back that I would.  I'm feeling a lot more confident now about going into work three hours from now. I do need to get out of the house.  And now that I have lost ten pounds since last week (yes, it is true I have lost THAT much weight) I'm ready to show off my new slim body.  HA!  Do I really care?  No.  But it is nice to get back to my more comfortable weight of 163 pounds. The past ten years or so I was whizzing past 170 to 175 and not happy with that extra poundage at all.  See folks, isn't it wonderful how I can be so vain even in my health crises?  A vanity, never leave me my friend.

I've been anxious to get back to posting about my wonderful California holiday. So much to tell and show. 

I've also been wanted to comment on the current political environment, especially Trump's latest "Toddler In The White House" moment of accusing former president Obama of wiretapping him but you know what folks? I am SICK TO DEATH of that monster in the White House and all his enablers. ALL OF THEM.  I never in my life thought I could hate anyone as much as I hate Trump but I do folks. At times during my illness I thought that the very idea of that psychopath lying narcissist in the White House representing our country to the world, makes me gag. Literally, I gag. But that's all I'm going to say on this matter, for now anyway. 

I'm on my way back folks.  This one isn't taking me out. Something will in the future, of that I am sure. But not this lousy kidney stone. 

6 comments:

  1. Ron - great Goofy cartoon to represent your way to recovery. Amazing how resilient we are and still how vulnerable we are to a 2 mm kidney stone. Yep - we are a walking paradox. And it's great too that you have a handy distraction of scrabble. Mine, a long long time ago, was relentless games of solitare. Even if the deck was missing a card or two. Something like myself.
    Pat

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    1. Pat,
      Is your card deck missing a "card or two?" I was wondering (smile).
      Ron

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  2. That's what we want to hear, Ron - surviving to fight another day - or years! Splendid news.

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    1. That's right Ray, surviving to fight another day! Splendid news!
      Ron

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  3. Like the rocks at Stonehenge nothing knocks you down.

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    1. Dr. Spo,
      You got that right!
      Ron

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