Yup, Blind For Sure...

Well, it's confirmed! I am most definitely blind in my left eye. For some reason, it has not bothered me mentally at all. Being bi polar, you'd think that this would really put me in a downspin, but it hasn't. No mood swings, weird racing thoughts, or anything yet. I suppose that someday I will go through all this once the loss hits me and I begin the grieving process. But as with my Fibro, it may take a few years for this to happen.

Had an appointment with the ophthalmologist yesterday and it's funny to have 20/15 vision with my glasses on, but still not be able to see a pinprick of light out of my left eye alone. I have an appointment with my primary care dr. tomorrow and she will check the smashed bones in my face and try to figure out why my sodium level is so damn low. Even with 3 IV bags full of sodium laced water IV'd into me, it barely came up at all!

I still plan to go to Tahoe with my daughter, her dog and my dog (not the one that drags me around). I'm teaching her to jump through a hoop now as a trick. Camp will be fun, I can't wait! My daughter will come pick me up a week from Saturday and we'll leave early Sunday, the drive is about 8 to 10 hours. ---------------> GOOD DOG!

Feels like nap time - this is the time of day that the sun comes in my west facing windows, and feels good to nap in the sun.

More later...

TG

ASPHALT SURFING!!!!!

Help, I'm BLOND in my left eye!!!!!

OOPS...should read BLIND, but yeah, blond also... Photo later on down...
WOW What a morning! That is, Saturday, May 10 was at least. We're having trees removed on our property to thin them out and let light in for the smaller ones, while having the larger ones taken and milled for lumber in return.
So..... You can see WHERE the tree was, it's tilting a little because it's beginning to fall!
OVER There on the right --------->





And what it looks like now that the tree is gone!


<-------And presumably, this bare area is where our sheep eats, sleeps and runs. But right now he's kinda loose on our property doing whatever he wants, where he wants, just hopefully not in our small garden! (where only lettuce is popping up right now)
ANYWAY, I was walking our oldest dog, the only one that can't be off leash outside because she will run forever, and either going uphill or downhill on our driveway (can't remember, you know, BEER, it's not just for breakfast these days) she pulled me uphill, or downhill flat onto my face! In my nightgown, robe, and slippers. Guess I was just lying there a while. Wonderful hubby eventually found me in a puddle of blood, slightly conscious and called 911 while holding something to my head to squelch the blood best he could.
Next thing *I* remember is waking up in a hospital, some 30 miles from home after being in the ER and the ICU, receiving 6 stitches to my eye. This was all Saturday A.M. like I said, when I came to it was Saturday afternoon sometime and I was in a regular hospital room by that time, stitched up, but my head was pretty matted with blood. I had a catheter in, and the people at this particular hospital are VERY VERY nice. It was strange being in the hospital waking up and not being able to remember why I was there, thinking it was all a weird dream.

CAN YOU BELIEVE THIS *12* YEAR OLD DOG IS DANGEROUS? ---->>>

Saturday night, after a large morphine injection, I was unable to sleep. I got my husband to show them all my prescriptions, and once they figured out that I was on large doses of morphine anyway for my chronic pain problems, the extremely nice nurse called the Dr. and got permission to connect me to a pain pump with fentynal in it so that I could give myself a dose every 6 minutes if I needed. After over an hour of pumping myself full of this stuff, I was finally able to doze off and get a decent night's sleep, but each time I woke I would have to start dosing myself again. After running out of the nice big syringe of that at noonish on Sunday, the Dr. came in and said I needed to stay an extra day until I could get down to my regular med dosages. They took the pump off, and within an hour I went into a major panic attack!

A nice dose of Ativan, morphine and some other relaxant (librium???), within less that 5 minutes I was calmed down. Was able to eat a couple bites of dinner. Within 6 hours of the 1st panic attack, I had another one though! Same combo of meds brought me out of it. Then the Dr. left instructions for sleep meds and I was out like a light until they woke me up for pain meds at midnight and again at 5 am.

So now I'm home, came home Monday around noon after they finally let me shower the blood out of my hair.

After being in bed for almost 3 days, of course I was wound up and as much as I wanted to sleep sleep sleep, I just couldn't! Finally settled down and got to it though. Oh, and THIS is the GOOD photo!
Yesterday I went to an ophthalmologist, He did tests and confirmed that yes, I will never see out of my left eye again. While the cornea doesn't seem to have any damage, the optic nerve (if I'm remembering correctly) is dying and will eventually turn white and shriveled, whatever that means. I've tried to research it some, but can't find much out there about it, so if you have any suggestions, PLEASE email me! (use mail to link at bottom of this days entry, or comment) Supposedly, cosmetically, I'm told it will look fine though.
To the right is the BAD photo, while in the ER before I got cleaned up any.
(BAD PHOTO) ------------------------>


No wonder hubby thought I was going to look like hamburger the rest of
my life!

Well, I'm going to sign off for now,
TG

Pretty Birdies AND Light in the AM!

Wow, Pretty Birdies and Light in the AM! It's so nice to wake up at 5:30 am PDT and hear the birds singing, see the sun coming up and feel the cool air on my toesies. Actually, makes me want to climb right back into bed and hide, except that hubby has made a fresh pot of coffee knowing I've only had 4 hours of sleep.

After trying to do JUST a few things yesterday - clean the dining room table (you know, the one you stack mail on and haven't seen the surface of in months!), sort through old shoes and get a couple bags ready for St. Vincent De Paul's, try to take a short walk to see the tulips and daffys, feed the sheep some grain, it was just all to much and I was so wound up by bed time that I didn't sleep well.

It made me feel a little better to know that my youngest daughter has the same sleeping problem - not really, I pity that, but she works full time and to have to drag yourself out of the house and try to put in a full day of customer service AND be cheery while doing it is something else again. I used to do it, and remember the ZOMBIE like atmosphere of the day. Oh yeah, that is her with the gun....nice photo for a young 'un, right? She will be driving WAY WAY out of her way to pick me up for DOG CAMP in a few weeks. We have a blast there every year, even though there are times when I rely heavily on a cane and have to sleep extra hours.

Well, my eyes feel like sandpaper, my throat is so dry I can't get coffee down, and I think I'm headed back to the sack now that I've tried the coffee and just can't handle it. Looks to be a nice day though! I'll wake up later and enjoy it....



A Recipe for your consideration....

Buffalo Chicken Wings, Our Style
(we don't need no stinkin Blue Cheese!)

Cut a couple pounds of wings into sections

Cook in Dry Hot Air Cooker 40 Minutes or so -
OR deep fry 15 Minutes OR bake at 450 Degrees till crisp

MEANWHILE..... mix about 4 ounces of Frank's Hot Sauce (NOT the wing sauce) with 3 Tablespoons of butter

Add drops of Tabasco Red to your taste (more for hot, less for mild)

Nuke it so that when you're ready to sauce the wings it's a fairly warm (to the touch, not taste) sauce

When wings are cooked to your liking (brown and crisp preferably) give then a quick swim in the sauce

Shake excess sauce back into sauce dish, set wings on paper towels while the rest are swimming... YUM!

Serve with Beer or Tequila of your choice

This has been a weekly tradition in our family since....1982?

We didn't know about the New York Style Buffalo Wings till many years later, but have tried them at MANY MANY different restaurants and holes in the wall. (yeah, even hooters!)

Nothing compares to making your own!!!!

I, myself, have not been able to handle the knife and cut them in years, but hubby is our WING expert.

Till We Fly Away Again,

TG

A New Month, Another Day

At least it's been warm and sunny for the past week or so. Not that it's helped my aches and pains much. I can sleep for 5 days straight, then suddenly wake up and stay awake for 24 or more hours and have to take another 5 days of sleeping to make up for it!

Got Poison Oak from washing and combing the dogs last week. Now there is a critter of some sort under the house driving them nuts. We let them loose under there to see if they could chase it away, and I think they've finally convinced whatever it is/was (racoon?) to leave. Last night the dogs were trying to dig through the floor to get at it and left me a nice present to trip over this morning.....no, not a pile of poop, but a heater vent had been removed and left laying in the middle of the hall. I tripped on it in the dark, and split a toenail in half, very painful!

Pain, Pain, Pain! That's all I can think of. What a drag to those around me. Wish I knew what I could do to make it better.

TG