It has been an extremely long time since I last wrote an actual blog post. Other than a few slices of what was happening in my life over on Facebook, I haven’t touched my blogs in over a year.
Just to recap since the last post; my Aunt Pat died a year ago May. It was a very sudden heart attack when she was getting out of the pool. She was gone before reaching the hospital.
My last surviving grandparent, Grammy, passed away back in February. Her death was expected. She had been declining over the last couple of years since her operation to have a few melanoma tumors removed from her scalp. She went in alert and ornery and came out a very different person. We think she have had a mini stroke during the operation to bring about such a huge change. At least mom and I got to see her one last time when we went down for Aunt Pat’s funeral and she got to meet Colin and see how bright and vibrant he is.
I loved my grandmother, but she was the poster child for bipolar and I caught the brunt of some of her opinions and anger. But, I am happy that she is no longer suffering and is probably driving my grandfather up a wall in Heaven right now. I can just hear her yelling “Charles!” because of something he did.
When we went to my Aunt’s funeral last year, we didn’t tell Grammy that her oldest daughter had died. That news would have killed her quickly. But, she knew something wasn’t right. Something was out of place though an unexpected visit from her middle child and a granddaughter wasn’t too out of the ordinary. All we dared to tell her was that she would see Pat soon. Which is true in a sense. We didn’t know how much longer we’d have with Grammy but we knew then it wasn’t long.
As for myself, and my family, we’re all in good health and improving it one day at a time. For now, my diabetes is getting under control again and my doctor, wonderful lady, is concerned about my cholesterol so I have added a new pill to my daily regimen. Yes, I am finally under doctor care again. Which means, I should be getting myself back into a better routine and working to bring my blood sugar back down to where it should be.
She also added another pill to aid my metformin. After three weeks of this, I am starting to feel more energized and less tired all day. I still feel blah in general, especially when it comes to writing or even art in general. I need to edit book one of Black Friday and finish writing book two. My erotic anthology needs not just editing but stories written. One is started and two others planned. Test of Ascension is in serious need of editing and beta reading. Any one willing to read this to help get the introduction fixed as well as ideas to fill in the gaps as well as smoothing it out, please, give me a note and I’ll send a copy.
Best thing about me is I finally graduated from college. I have an Associate degree in Business Administration. Woo hoo! Yes!!
Dave, for those who have seen the posts on Facebook, is doing great. He had an abscess on the back of his lymphodema mass go septic and rupture in such a way, the mess looked like a crime scene. He had to have the fire department come help the EMTs get him out of the bathroom where he discovered the problem when he went to do his usual wake up routine. As serious as it was, when looking back, it is funny, but Dave was in the hospital just over a week and had surgery to clean out the abscess. This was at the beginning of May. Now, that fist sized hole is how about the size of my pinky and he can take a shower again.
Even better, he has lost just over 50 pounds, so we are all happy. Yeah, he has the help of insulin injections right now, but the weight loss is a welcome thing. Plus, he is watching his diet much better. For now, the goal is to lose five pounds per month.
He is seeking a new doctor. The one he went to see for the abscess did nothing except put him on insulin and refilled his prescriptions. He didn’t bother looking at it or anything. Otherwise, there would not have been such a huge mess for me to clean. It would have been drained safely there in the doctor’s office or he could have been transported to the hospital instead of it rupturing at home where all kinds of germs and such can make things worse. We are leaving Morton Clinic as doctor of choice. We are needing a bariatric doctor here in Tulsa that takes SoonerCare for Dave. Suggestions are more than welcome.
There may be more blog posts once I’m able to kick myself in the rump to actually do it. Will there be another post soon? I don’t know. But, let me just say this, this blog has seen 4 years as of the end of May. My LiveJournal account, where my blogging began is now 12 years old. My oldest art account, FurAffinity.net, is 10 years old now. I haven’t posted anything new on there is about a year.
So, you know, those who are still watching, I am here and still alive. Still trying to figure things out while the muse is on vacation. Until it is official, I am not depressed or overwhelmed with all I have sitting around begging for my attention. I’m just tired. Very, very, tired, and the sleep is clinging to me like a cozy blanket on a cold winter’s day; all I want to do is sleep.