Tuesday, May 13, 2008

The part I didn't say

So I was totally afraid to jinx myself earlier so I refrained from daring to say I've been feeling almost back to normal.

I worked back to back this week and while I am tired, I am not dragging my ass and having to ask for help to finish the job.

I still get really dizzy and suffer from vertigo really badly. However a few non-drowsy dramamine and I'm better.

I do wear out easier than normal still. I really thought I'd screwed myself up last week when I was gogogogogogogog all week, but I rested all day Sunday. I still have a really full week this week and it could all land on it's face tonight, but so far so good.

I never know what to say when people ask me how I'm doing. Right NOW? This second? Or in general? Because that scale is HUGE.

I am really having the hardest time with the pulmonary hypertension. I'm REALLY hoping (though unlikely) that it will pass to at LEAST some degree. I can control it with blood thinners but I am still having trouble with lung bleeding. Damned if I do, Damned if I don't.
Yeah ok, so weekly updates aren't happening either. Last week went by like if the length of was a nanosecond. I was left on Thursday feeling a little/lot like a dog chasing it's tail, only my tail was much too short. And then I jumped in the car and went to Woodland, CA. Those are 5 hours of my life I will never get back. My husband studied for his test on the way down while I drove...and drove... and drove. It's really not too long of a trip (5hours) or an ugly trip (well I-5 isn't anything to brag about) but I just went there last month. The one thing we did see was a hilarious road sign. I'll post a picture we took of it on the way home later this week.

This week entails getting all my work done is two days so that I might spend the rest of the week getting ready to travel to a goat show this weekend. Yesterday and today, mil test. Tomorrow; ship milk, DR's appointment, livestock meeting, arranged phone call about show. Thursday; possible finishing clipping, packing, cleaning, putting trailer back together after it hauled a cow. Friday; pack up and get Sarah and go. I'm hoping to be on the road leaving around 3. I know that's super early for her. She's more the head out and pull in at the last minute kind of girl. I just really want to be all the way into Red Bluff by dark. Which is like 7:30. I always plan for the worst with the best possible outcome. If I break down... someone will be able to get to me to help without it being too dark/too late/ too wet/ too cold/ too hot... whatever the case may be. We all hope to never break down or have a problem and that road sucks monkey nuts, but it sure beats the hell out of the alternative.

In other news; oh hell I don't have other news. All I've done for the last week revolved around cows, cow milk, cow feed, cow poop, cow people... I'm on cow overload.