Just one more week to go before we see the transplant people. He looks so yellow and "scrawny around the edges" right now that I have a hard time with crying jags on and off (mostly off). All told, we're not doing too badly, although he may have to be hospitalized before we see the transplant people in order to get toxins cleared out of his system and fluid buildup drained off.
This is all so frightening and strange for us. We realize that the nurses and doctors we deal with see this all the time, and I try to base my attitude on theirs -if they do not seem too concerned I try not to be too concerned as well - but since this involves the one man I love most on the face of this planet there are those heart-rending moments when the tears flow and the fears creep in through the crevices you did not realize were there until that precise moment. Just one more week!
Friends and neighbors have been so kind and have been helping us as they have been able but it is amazing how much stuff you accomplish around your own home without realizing it until you can't get things done and have to ask others to help you out! In addition to my sweetie-pie's being so ill, my knee blew out and I am hobbling around on crutches. I may be doing some preemptive "ouching" but not very much. The darned thing hurts! Hopefully it is just a mild sprain and will heal soon so I can get back to chores that so desperately need tending to during this time - we can't ask friends to do EVERYTHING! That would be way too much.
Thus our lives continue to unfold during yet another time of crisis. May your lives be more peaceful and far more kind.
With much love,
Izzlebug
Monday, June 14, 2010
Tuesday, June 01, 2010
June 1st, 2010
Today has been an odd sort of day. It started, for me, at midnight last night with a crying jag. I had a fifteen minute pity party because of the state of "everything" in our lives at the moment, thus feeling somewhat better before I went to bed. Then, after getting up later than I should have, I checked my email and found one from a friend that cheered me up immensely. Not such a bad day after all.
My sweetiepie is still so sick and, I surmise, is likely to remain so until after the liver transplant. His first appointment to discuss things is coming up shortly and I am waiting rather impatiently for the day to arrive so things can get rolling so he will be well again. In the mean time there is so much to deal with I expect the time to pass fairly quickly.
Over the past decade, or so, while deaths and cancers and other various and sundry tragedies have been besetting our families, things have gotten away from us in the form of lots of stuff all over the house. Now that I am finally getting to the point of being able to deal with it at all - and it still feels overwhelming just no longer "impossible" - I am at a place where I desperately need help taking care of things. Since my sweetiepie is unable to help with the project, I have been looking into other possible means of getting things done, mostly for his sake because of the upcoming transplant. It will still take awhile, but I think it will be something that can be accomplished reasonably in several weeks time without too much undue stress all around. At least, I hope so.
Just as I was signing in to my blog I heard the lovely chorus of sound that lets me know one of the kitties has just urped up their food again, so I must cut this short and find the urp and get it cleaned up before it gets stepped in (eeWWW!) or something. Still love the kitties absolutely, though.
Hope your days are peaceful, bright and kind.
Love,
Izzlebug
My sweetiepie is still so sick and, I surmise, is likely to remain so until after the liver transplant. His first appointment to discuss things is coming up shortly and I am waiting rather impatiently for the day to arrive so things can get rolling so he will be well again. In the mean time there is so much to deal with I expect the time to pass fairly quickly.
Over the past decade, or so, while deaths and cancers and other various and sundry tragedies have been besetting our families, things have gotten away from us in the form of lots of stuff all over the house. Now that I am finally getting to the point of being able to deal with it at all - and it still feels overwhelming just no longer "impossible" - I am at a place where I desperately need help taking care of things. Since my sweetiepie is unable to help with the project, I have been looking into other possible means of getting things done, mostly for his sake because of the upcoming transplant. It will still take awhile, but I think it will be something that can be accomplished reasonably in several weeks time without too much undue stress all around. At least, I hope so.
Just as I was signing in to my blog I heard the lovely chorus of sound that lets me know one of the kitties has just urped up their food again, so I must cut this short and find the urp and get it cleaned up before it gets stepped in (eeWWW!) or something. Still love the kitties absolutely, though.
Hope your days are peaceful, bright and kind.
Love,
Izzlebug
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