Category Archives: Misc

What should I ask my cardiologist when I see him on the 14th?

 

     Everyone says you should ask your doctor questions.  I have no idea what I should ask my cardiologist. 

     Do I ask him how much damage the heart attack caused?  Do I really want to know that?

     Do I ask him if it means I’m crazy because I’m not depressed? 

     Nevermind, I’ll think of something.

Frustrated, yes.

     The most frustrating thing is dealing with the low energy.  I do half of what I’d normally do and am looking for a nap.   Somehow the idea of doing a sink full of dishes and collapsing from exhaustion afterwards makes me crazier than the idea that I won’t be painting my house any time soon.

     The idea of not being to weed the gardens in a few hours frustrates the hell out of me. 

     Amidst all the frustration, I find that I do not suffer from one thing that worried my doctor.  I’m not depressed.  I’ve managed to find the humor in the situation.

     The fact that I’ve been relegated to sitting on my butt has DH moving around more is rather amusing.

I am more than a little ready to get moving

 

     With my health below par for the time being, DH has begun to do more than he has for ages.  I think he’s surprising himself with what he can do if necessary.  In the meantime, I am going a bit bonkers with my body restricting my activity.

     My next big project is to go grocery shopping.  I have a growing list of items we need.  I am sure that DH won’t let me go alone.  I’m not sure if I’ll do it as a joint project with DH or have G go along with me.  Having G go along with me will probably be less stressful and a lot easier in the long run.  We’ll see.  It won’t happen until midweek next week anyway.

The comedy that is our home

 

     Doing laundry was an interesting experience yesterday.  I’m not supposed to lift anything so the plan was DH would carry the laundry basket to the cellar and back up while I loaded the washer and dryer.  Hmmm, we need to rethink that strategy.  A man who can’t walk well should not attempt to carry a laundry basket.

     Eventually some of the laundry was done.  DH has clean dark clothes.  None of mine made it yet but that’s my fault I should’ve sorted mine first.  Two more loads to go and we’ll both have clean clothes—although it may take a couple of days to do it.

     We’ve worked out how to cook and do dishes between us.  We haven’t any qualms about stopping what we’re doing to sit down and rest when we need to.

     I hate this.  I want my energy back. 

Baby steps to recovery

 

     I drove my car today.  I can’t believe how much I missed driving with only a week of restriction.  DH drove us over to the hospital so I could get my blood test.  During that ride, I decided there was no way he was driving me home.  His driving has always set me on edge.  We’ve had many a permanent fingernail mark in a dash or a seat from me when he pulled some dumbass-driving stunt.

     When I go to my cardiologist appointment on the fourteenth, I will have several questions about what I can and cannot do.  I’d like to get back into my regular exercise program.  I’m glad I have my two exercise programs on my Kindle so I can show him what I use.  I’ll leave it to him to approve or disapprove them. 

     I hope to be able to start doing some light cleaning over the next few days.  My house is far too dirty for my taste right now and is driving me crazy.  Lifting is still restricted so I’m trying to see if I can wheedle DH into moving the microwave long enough for me to clean behind it.

Posts will probably be erratic for a bit

     Unfortunately, I do tire very easily now.  Therefore, my posts will probably be a bit erratic over the next 6 to 8 weeks.  This is the time frame my cardiologist gives me of where I should begin to feel back to normal.

     DH is refusing to allow me to go over to the MIL’s house for several weeks.  He’s threatened to hide my car keys after the doctor gives me permission to drive again.

     Do know that I am thinking of all of you even if I am not posting.  Hugs!

Short break…

 

     I suffered a myocardial infarction on Wednesday evening.  I am now home but on restricted activity for a while. 

     Hugs to you all!

Updated punch list on MIL’s house

 

    Minor hardwood floor repair—back bedroom, clean and paint a few walls in the basement, tile and laminate flooring installation in the bathroom and kitchen.  Install a new toilet in the bathroom.  Cosmetics—power wash and seal the front porch.  Possibly buy a new screen door for the front.  Install new light in kitchen.  Paint touch ups.  Install attic ladder and clear out the attic.

     We have the roofer coming to do the garage roof. 

     The list is shorter.

What a difference!

The MIL’s house is painted!!!!

 

     I am going over to see the house and pay the painter today.  Yes, I am taking my camera along too.  According to N it looks fantastic, especially the wall where the chimney is.  G is going with me to check it out.  Hey Chuck, you and the boss ought to come down and see it too.

     I went to Beachhead Comics to see Jonathan Maberry yesterday and we had a nice visit.  Much to my surprise, I also managed to find someone there that was interested in buying the tool chests. 

Zapped

 

     One thunderstorm after another blasted through here last night pouring buckets of rain down upon us.

     My internet connection isn’t happy.  I keep getting tossed off line.

     You all have a good day.

The other shoe has dropped

 

     Whew, we got the estimate for the repairs on the garage roof today.  OUCH!  However, we know we can’t possibly sell the house without the repairs.  We’re going to go into debt for sure. 

     This house had better sell and it’d better sell for a decent price.  We have to recoup our expenses and it’d be nice to have enough left over to do the repairs to our own house that need doing.  For now it’s going to be a borrow from Peter to pay Paul sort of thing. 

     Wish us luck because we’re going to need it in this economy.