So, while I know that many of you do not miss my babbling brook stories, my newest nickname is puddin' head. Just ask my DH - those of you like Cheryl who upon occasion get to swap hockey and other tales can do so.
Long and short - for a couple of weeks I couldn't get too much stitchin' done. But - in the short - I'm presumably not droppin' any time real soon. Presumably. Howsoever, my veritable army of lovely and concerned medical folk have had me on a regular gas guzzling routine up to Johns Hopkins - which I whine about to Sue or Cheryl - a couple of days every other week it seems - and then a couple of days in very boring therapy local playing pincushion. OTOH - the gals in the local office are quite fond of my other needlework - as are many of the patients. Which has actually inspired me to our community outreach for one of my chapters - but more about that later.
So, anyhow - aside from that boring stuff -it is what it is. However - the neuro guy in Baltimore has me on a new med - finally after I was tested for drug issues (I have significant drug allergy stuff - which my crazy (not really) aunt the doctoe evidently forgot that I am her niece and not her sister so wouldn't know that her father was in the hospital when he was 38 with a reaction to some drug (that we're both allergic to - he, my mom, me) because.....I WASN'T BORN YET!!!! This med is the source of my new name because it takes about a month or so to get up to therapeutic level, and I am very dopey on it, and feel great sympathy for the woman who wrote Prozac Nation - no it's not Prozac. But is an anti-seizure med - and I don't have seizures. However this is for some symtom relief & off label other stuff - so the side effects are kind of weird - and it makes me really sleepy after about 40 min. I'm just in slow-mo for a few hours, then bizarre, then ok, then another dose, and so it goes. I did notice I get a strange set of the giggles, silliness late at night, and also feel like my brain is a big bowl of mush. I told the doc I think I'm losing about 10 IQ points a day - he said not to worry - I'm not really using them, just maybe it's not a good time to try out for Jeopardy right now - but after I've been at full dose for a few weeks I'll feel normal again - as if. I told another friend that I'm a little like what I imagine films of patients in a private mental hospital are sort of wandering around a little aimlessly - with my stitching in my hand - but hey - the tapestry needles are blunt. Thankfully DH doesn't mind that the house is a little messier than usual.
But, I'm in spurts seeing some improvement - and the good side effect - my appetite is kind of disappearing. Can't be bad. So, that's life here. Going to stitch some this weekend if it's rainy. We're doing yard stuff this weekend - getting some guys to come move our big holly tree around to the side from front of house, and move another plant from front to other side of house, and they'll recut the front beds, and weed them. Then I'll get it all mulched. Can't afford to pay them to do that, but if they do that heavy work all will be good. Mon - Tuesady - pin-cushion day - woo hoo.
Hope everyone is having a great early spring!
Ellice