After 2 1/2 months I thought I'd update my blog. I haven't wanted to because every day when I log on to read others, I get to see my favorite picture of Don and I. (plus, I haven't felt like blogging) For nearly two months I've been sickly, one way or another. I haven't been right in bed so I've still done some things (like go to Paul's graduation in St George, and the family reunion at Zion), but I haven't felt good all the while. I went to Instacare about 5 weeks ago and got an antibiotic which I took for 11 days. It stifled the intense coughing somewhat, but not completely. While I was struggling with that bout of what felt and acted like bronchitis, my water heater started leaking. My son Bob tried to fix it but couldn't so I called a plumber in my ward. He did a few things, told me I needed a new water heater, then charged me $155. Had get one, almost $350 and Bob and friend installed for me. Thanks, Bob!
Because the cough didn't completely go away and I couldn't shake the constant tiredness and lethargy, and I was getting a swelling in my left ankle and foot every day, I went back to Instacare. The doc who saw me was very worried that I might have a blood clot in my lung which would explain the symptoms. She sent me to Lakeview Hospital Emergency for tests. I spent the next couple hours there getting an ultrasound on my leg, and chest x-rays. Diagnosis: no clot, but pneumonia. Finally, an excuse for how I was feeling, ugh. More antibiotics but stronger this time. In the meantime, the electric recliner that I sleep in decided to break which depressed me, and at the same time, my fridge began defrosting (over a period of 3-4 days). Between all of this, I went into a depression, probably the worst I've had in 25 years. I didn't want to open my blinds, answer the phone or door...you get the picture? I am NOT good at calling people and saying "I need help". I just have this mentality that I can handle it. ha ha
On the second day of my depression, Bill, Laura and Tawni came (Sunday night, July 3rd). I was emotional and a mess. Thank goodness Bill took matters into his hands and with the help of his sons-in-law, gave me a blessing. Probably the best one I've ever had in my life, and boy, did I NEED IT! It really helped. Bill also fixed my recliner, a temporary fix until I can get the right bolt, but it's working. Cindy had also tried to fix it but it only lasted one night. Robby and my bishop each took several bags of stuff home out of my freezer to keep it from going bad. I finally got the fridge fixed yesterday. It had a broken defroster thingy and my bill was $150. To me, my fridge is still brand new... only 5 years old and a nice big side by side, barely used with only me using it. I even purchased an extended warranty with it, but it expired two weeks before the needed repair. (Murphy's Law...you know) Now every day I keep waiting for my energy to come back, to no avail. I walk to the bathroom and I'm tired, try to fix a little dinner and I'm tired. I'm really ready for it to end.
The positive things about being sick are: 1) not being terribly ill and out of it, but still able to function somewhat, work computer, watch tv, etc.; 2) wonderful friends and family who come to your aid: visiting teacher brought dinner and called every day; Cindy and kids came and cleaned and I got foot and hand massages from kids, Bill and Laura regular visits and blessing, Tawni good foot massage; Robby/Kaycee/Bishop help with storing frozen food; Luke, Ashlie & kids brought dinner and a much needed kid fix. Today I even worked for almost 6 hours. My first day in my car for quite awhile, to pick up work, then thank goodness I work sitting at my computer ...just get backaches. Going back to doc for follow check tomorrow, so hope things are better.
Ciao