Sunday, April 26, 2026

April 26, 2026 Sunday

Greetings!

Well, Dagan and Leah were down last Sunday.  Dagan cleaned my bathroom, the floor, vacuumed, and washed the bathroom rugs.  Leah attached the tall furniture to the walls in the living room, put bumper tape on my end tables where my laptop table leg rubs against them, adjusted ceiling vents, and made me dinner.  

I had ordered Allie a new cat bed with a removable cushion.  We were shocked at how small the box was.  

I promised Liam I wouldn't cut it open until he and Ian could be there.
Was pretty funny and not easy to pull out of the bag!
The cushion flew away--lol!
Did Allie like it?
She refused to step in it--lol!
I did moved it on the floor behind her red chair and have caught her smelling it a couple of times.  

Sunday night...sudden rash under one boob.  Google to the rescue.  Some people develop rashes from being on steroids.  My luck, eh?

Monday.  Other boob got involved overnight.  Called the eye center.  My steroid luck had run out.  Phone tag.  Weaning me off of them in six days--by tonight, actually.  

Leah's meeting tomorrow was cancelled, so we are good to go...if my guts are okay to leave here. 

Tuesday.  Red, burning rash now top of legs and in delicate places--lol!  Told me if goes into mouth or eyes go into emergency.  

Allie loving leaves on a windy day.

Wednesday.  87 degrees so cranked open the window.  The whistling wind scared Allie to death and she hid in the studio almost all day.  Such a silly cat.

Started the gut-numbing pills to end the diarrhea.  Fingers crossed they will work.
Planning what I want moved around for temporary storage.  

Friday.  I moved the glass folding tables into the laundry room.
Got Dagan to grab me that taller one, too, from the studio.
Need a place to store the small appliances that belong in the pantry.  Stuff on the red-legged table and from underneath.  Then they can take that table apart.  I love that little red-legged table but no room for it anymore.  
Going to use the top of a dresser in the living room...
...to hold all these plant pots that have been sitting on the floor outside my door all these months.  They are from IKEA and will have fake plants in them just for some greenery.  The two bags on top of the dresser are full of the fake plants, I believe.
And I made a spot in the laundry room to move the stack of shower curtain drawers.
We need to get rid of all those moving boxes stacked here and there...and boxes full of packing paper...and the top pieces that won't fit the bookcases.  Get it all out of here.  Recycling or whatever.  Need to make space so we can even move things around down here.  

Saturday.  Very sad.  Besides the rashes...woke up to my normal looking hand not looking normal again.  Joint swollen, turning red, and more painful again.  Toes stiff, knees swollen, sinuses a bit clogged again, stiffer all over.....and I am not even finished weaning off the steroids until the last one tonight.

I quick took a picture in case the eye doctor wants to see how quickly things change.
So...the strict diet has had nothing to do with anything at all.  Was just the steroids that made any real changes to the inflammation.  Now that is no longer an option.  I am back to square one on testing foods and eliminating foods that might be an issue for me.  

Tomorrow is the appointment with the eye doctor.  If they are going to be able to do surgery it will probably have to be ASAP.  Obviously.  The inflammation appears to be coming back with a vengeance...even adding special touches like burning rashes where the sun don't shine.         

Man!  Do I ever need to see some progress made on the apartment today.  I really, really, really do.  Waking up to my swelling hand hurting more again out of the blue...that is worse than the blind eye, to be honest.  Never expected that.  I am not even off the steroids yet!  To say that took the wind out of my optimism sails is an understatement. 

Sorry.  I am very sad this morning.  

Exhausted.  

I will know more tomorrow...good or bad news.

Will deal with whatever I have to deal with.  As we all do.  

Thanks for every prayer, healing thought, good wishes.  I've always felt your support.  Love you all!  Positive thoughts.  

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