Went well enough even though I only had one usable arm and didn't get labs done beforehand. It took some doing to prize results out of the lab but Nurse Mindy got it done.What bothered me is that I began to lose control of my bladder short way into the house after we got home and promptly fell down. How many times is that now? 10? I don't know. Didn't break anything this time down; yay. I'm grateful to whatever powers that be are looking over me and chuckling at my continued arrogance. Had to get the neighbors over to help me up and get me to bed. They were very good about it, More gratitude. More cake.
I'm not going to lie. This is frustrating, depressing and dangerous. How many more falls? How many more broken bones? How many more times do we have to call help to get me off the floor? I'm not liking this much.
Hiccups have started, Home remedy hasn't worked very well. Bladder control is limited. How do we fix this? Maybe we don't. Not prepared to give up; far from it. But the more things keep falling apart, the mote doubt creeps in like a little itch you can't quite scratch.
Try to sleep. This too shall pass.
I'm sorry you're having to deal with gravity interfering with your mobility. I hope your luck holds up. May all of this pass.
ReplyDeleteJust another of those things we take for granted until we can't. Thanks for your good wishes.
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