This was not a fun day 5.8.19

This was not a fun day  5.8.19

The reason I wasn’t able to write yesterday (I posted something there just now to cover that date) is because the day was absolutely bananas. When it didn’t need to be.

I drove myself to my IV vitamin appointment which already irritates me. It’s a half hour drive there and an hour home because of traffic - now if the medical system allowed for me to get these AT HOME, it would be a lot cheaper and a LOT easier than commuting for a 45 minute IV bag I could easily administer myself.

There is magnesium in the bag which makes me a bit sleepy. I do my best to rest while I’m there so I’ll have cognitive focus to do the drive home.

Lately, I’ve been bringing chicken broth, tea with honey and nut milk, and my protein drink. The Vitamin C can lower blood sugar, so I’ve had to be very careful about maintaining a constant flow of salty or sugary fluids. I never used to get low blood sugar before all of this. I could go without meals, no problem.

Not anymore!

So at the end of my appointment, one of the ND doctors flushes my PICC line.

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My PICC line is annoying 4.20.19

My PICC line is annoying 4.20.19

Some days I don’t feel like writing in here.

Today is one of them.

But I like the challenge of writing every day and I think my writing has gotten a tiny bit tighter since the first few weeks I started here. It’s been pretty bad so that’s not saying much! I need more time to edit them - but with my health the way it is, I’m not sure I have the bandwidth for a lot of necessary editing. I can’t care about that. It feels so good though to share more of my story in a place that will allow me to live on no matter what happens to me!

The other part of my story from Thursday night is that my PICC line bandage popped open right before I left for the ballet.

Since this is it’s own post, I chose not to include it in yesterday’s story.

Every day, there’s so much going on! My head is spinning. My dad is so weak right now - it’s so hard to see him like this but that again, deserves it’s own post. I’m still processing everything that is happening with him.

Back to the bandage.

A PICC line

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