Eleven days and I am out of the hospital. I have no desire to go back. Over the weekend
I went on the Social Security website and applied for early retirement
benefits. I am still going to have to work, but I can begin drawing at age 62.
I’ll need a job to keep health insurance. I also am not going to make enough
from Social Security to live, and pay expenses.
But it will be a big help.
I think I have dislocated my jaw. It is difficult to chew food
and it feels like my teeth do not line up. I will ignore it and maybe feel
better tomorrow or the day after.
I spoke with Sedgwick, the disability benefits company. I
have been approved and can be off through March 17th. Since that is
a Monday I am going to try to go back to work. The doctors do not seem to think
I am not unhealthy enough to be on full time disability. I prayed about this
and I suppose that is my answer. I like to work and be around people, I am just
hoping I can get my stamina back. I can
only remember one password at work.
My battle with psoriasis continues, but I think the rash is
a little less angry. It still itches and looks nasty. I am still getting
exhausted fairly easily. Today, I cooked breakfast, did the dishes, took
clothes down stairs to the laundry, put clothes in the washer and dryer and
brought clothes upstairs. I made a phone call to my doctor’s office and another
phone call to Social Security (what a production!) and after that I had to go
lay down. I hope I can handle eight hours at work.
I slept for about an hour and dreamed about being in the
hospital and having a colonoscopy. In the dream, I was placed on a stretcher
which was jacked up in the air. I was then positioned with my rear end hanging
out for the world to see and all the lights were turned on shining right down
on my heinie. Then everyone left the
room and did not shut the door, which left me mooning all the passers-by.
I wrote a few thank you notes to folks that are praying for
me. Gosh, it humbles me when I think of
Gods people holding me up in prayer.
My sister came over to take care of Mom for a little
while. My daughter called and we spoke
about my health, her schooling and her kids.
Linny and I went out for dinner at Frisch’s. We both had fish and it was
not very good. I don’t usually talk
about bowel movements, but I think I have only had two since leaving the
hospital. I attribute this to my low fiber diet. I cannot have gluten either. I
am so tired now. I think I’ll check on Mom and close my eyes.
I had a nap. I have been thinking about this guy I know. He
used to play and was the lead singer with a Christian band called Prodigal. He became
really heavy and his health went downhill. He had several rounds of kidney failure
before they shut down. He has been in a ‘rehab’
center for almost three years and is now in hospice. I think of my own condition and think it is nothing
compared to what Loyd is experiencing. I have been praying for him.
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