I hate the way my medications make me feel. The steroids make me jittery, and my fingers tremble ever so slightly. I'm sleeping better with the Ambion, but I still wake several times during the night. I do get back to sleep so I guess that is OK.
Son-in-law is having a major flare-up of his MERSA, (drug resistant staph infection)
He has a PICC line in his arm, going to his heart, and has to have IV antibiotics twice a day, for at least 2 weeks. After that, he'll be on oral antibiotics for months. He is seeing a new, infectious disease specialist,, who thinks the staph is hiding in his bones. The drugs he is on is so strong, you can see a change in the sore on his face just overnight. We are hopeful that this will do the trick, but we've thought so before...
We are down to only 2 Muscovy ducks, besides the 3 set aside to be dinner. The coyotes have been brutal, and then we had another dog attack, which killed 3 of them, but didn't eat them. We still have 2 runners, mallards, and several Ruons, but the geese have both been eaten by the coyotes.
We fixed the roof on the duck house, and tomorrow, we are moving the chicken house to a more secure location and enclosing it. We just can't afford to feed the wildlife better than ourselves any longer.
Mike is going to play poker, and get drunk tonight, despite anything I say. I've decided to stop enabling him by going with him to drive us home safely afterwards. I can't drive at night, yet, and I'm susceptible to infection due to the steroids, so need to stay away from crowds, and smoke. I'm angry with him, and don't know what else to do. He claims he is cutting back on the drinking, but I saw no evidence of that last Saturday, when he came home from the poker tournament so drunk he was obnoxious.
We've met with a psychologist/nurse about how we aren't dealing with our feelings. When I mentioned his drinking, he got very defensive, and claimed he was handling it, cutting down, etc. I just wanted to smack him and cry. He just doesn't seem to understand that I need him to be here with and for me, not running off to hide in a bottle.
The gambling is worrying me too. So far he claims to be ahead, but I have to take his word for it...
On the bright side, I'm feeling good aside from the side effects, slowly getting boxes unpacked, and I'm enjoying having my little house to decorate, and keep up. After years of kids, it is nice to be able to wlk around naked if I feel like it. Not a pretty sight, but no-one to see...LOL
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