I Swear, I Did Not Do It!

It was nerve racking to watch my family and friend's posts of flooding in my hometown and surrounding areas from 15" of rain last week. Fortunately all my family made it through it fine, but businesses in Windsor caught the worst of it when the flood waters rose. The good news is nobody died and the buildings can be dried out and cleaned.

I had a busy day scheduled on Wednesday at Duke Raleigh Cancer Center. First was a pulmonary test, which is a pipe tied to a computer, I had to blow into and breath from. I passed, which proves it's good to be full of hot air!

Next I met with the surgeon, Dr. White. He was in a much better mood and pretty upbeat describing the surgery and when I needed to be there. It's scheduled for October 10 th at Noon, so I don't need to wake up early. I have one more appointment with him before then so he will give the final go ahead.

He then sent me over to the hospital's Pre-Admission  office for labs and more info. Mental note: never go to the restroom before having labs. Yep, they needed a sample in a cup, and I was dry as a bone in the desert. After a lot of coaxing, I finally squeezed enough for them to test. I reviewed the results online and in my non-medical opinion, everything looks good. (They give you a min/max level for each item and my numbers were in the range).

I still get fluids on Tuesday and Thursday, but that only takes an hour and gets me out of the house. I did get to stop by the station and see a few folks and bring them up to date on my progress. Now on Thursday, I actually ate some Cheetos! The hard crunchy ones, not to soft melt in your mouth poofs! That's major for someone that has not eaten food since June! I mentioned before, that I spend a lot of time watching food porn on TV. It's not really torture because I have been mentally dreaming what my first meal will be when I can eat. Try to imagine if you were stranded on Gilligan's Island eating coconut cream pies and drinking coconut water, what favorite meal would you want when you get rescued? Leave your dream meal in the comments below. I made my list and ate a little Friday night, although it wasn't from the restaurant I was hoping for. I am still skiddish about eating in public, because some things "might" not stay down at the table!

In my last post, I ended by asking if you think I'm stupid enough to ask "what can happen next". I totally did not ask it, mutter it, or even think it, but as luck would have it, the week ended with another automotive issue. As we were about to leave my sister's house, the AC compressor made horrible screeching noises. It clearly wouldn't make it home without throwing the belt off and stranding us beside the road, so Vicki let us use her Escape to get home, since she recently got her van back from the shop. Made it home and figured I could go fix it on Friday, since I only had appointments on Tuesday and Thursday. The freak storm leaving Bertie County under water last week delayed that trip, but the water went down enough we went on Saturday to replace the compressor. After watching a You Tube video, Keith and Glenn got dirty and swapped the compressor and we got it back home. We can vacuum it down here at home and recharge it after replacing the accumulator. (that's a tank that removes moisture from the system since the lines were opened to the atmosphere).

Hopefully that will be the last automotive repair for a while until after I recover from the surgery!