This morning met me with a case of the yucks. Somehow that does not surprise me. I hate to waste energy. I wish there were a way to budget more. When I have energy, I use it.
I swallowed too much before I rinsed following the Tyvaso treatment, so I am nauseous. To top the beginning of the day off, my CPAP digs into the top of my nose. (I have tried foam tape, Tegaderm and cotton. All hinder the seal of the mask.) This morning my nose bleeds and hurts. I need to go back to bed, but I cannot lie down without my CPAP. Oh yes, and Pogo missed the box this morning and I had a puddle to clean up.
Mom's friend who went with her to the doctor, sent me the notes she took. The doctor said mom has PH, pulmonary fibrosis and a pericardial effusion in the left lung. (I can hear you saying, "Some serious shit.") At 89 she deals with this so much better than I do. I suggested to my mom's friend to encourage mom to visit a specialist and gave her the information. Mom and I have a distant relationship, but I love her.
Later, Dude.
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