Mercy Street

Sigh, I can breathe again because David Cook is safe for another week on American Idol.  I can’t figure out why I am so taken with the guy.  He had me worried on Tuesday night with the Hungry Like The Wolf song but he pulled through later. I see his album Analog Heart is going for $600 plus on Ebay.  I was lucky and bought it from Amazon before it was pulled.  I sure wouldn’t try to sell my copy of it like that.

I was going to talk about my lawyer.  Apparently he wasn’t doing his job.  I called last week on Monday and told the office people that I thought the furniture store had been at my house at 8:30 am to reprocess my furniture.  I was sleeping still.  But I awoke to a loud engine running and froze.  I didn’t get up to see if it was the truck but it drove away finally.  I think they probably knocked on Destiny’s door instead of mine.  The office woman was in shock and said she needed to get the lawyer to get on my case right away.  He hadn’t even started on the files.  Great.  I am glad he was so on the ball.  He called me later and said my furniture could not be taken away without a court order and a sheriff along for the ride. 

Apparently his lazy ass hadn’t been in contact with them.  So he did all the paper work and I went in and signed it all. It turned out OK but I don’t know as yet when I have to go to court and file all of it.  Today I realized that I had a court date with the credit union that decided to sue me.  He told me not to go.  I forgot anyway so I hope the sheriff doesn’t show up to arrest me.  The lawyer says they are just trying to threaten me into making a payment.  But if he had done his job in a timely manner they wouldn’t be threatening me IMO.  What a jerk.  I am not happy with all he hasn’t done.

My sister is still having ups and downs.  She called today and told me she is thinking about trying to go out on disability. If she does, she better hope her lazy idiot husband goes out and gets a job.  They will never make it on her income of disability.  I wish she would check into the hospital for a few days but I know she won’t.  She is making me crazy and I feel bad about that. I just can’t handle any more stress at the moment and that sounds bad but I am wavering myself. She called and was planning on coming up here today but gas prices are just too high.  I am relieved she didn’t come up.  I just couldn’t deal with her today because I started a new painting and I need some time to decompress from my own crap.  I would do anything for her however she isn’t helping herself.  She went to the doctor and didn’t even tell him what is going on.  Apparently she just told him she needed to up her meds because she didn’t feel like talking to him.  I told her that she can’t be like our father and tell the doctor she is fine like he did 3 days before he committed suicide.  Please send some positive thoughts her way.  I love her and need her to be well.

I hate to say this but since Wolfgang is in Germany, my daughter is actually talking to me.  I guess she has time to do so with him not around every second.  It has been fun. But I know she and Kreid miss him.  I miss him too in my own way.

I haven’t gotten pictures of the art show yet but hopefully I will soon.

I am back in the world of the living, I think. My opening for my art show was yesterday and all the prep for that just about did me in.  But thanks to my friend Kendra and my daughter it all came together, oh and the guy that lent Kendra the truck to haul every thing.  I was so stressed and we only had a small amount of time to get it all there and into the gallery in between rains.  As the last 2 paintings were about to enter the building it poured.  I swore I would never do this again unless I have small paintings or I stop painting on masonite.  You would not believe how much a 4×5 foot masonite painting weighs and add a huge frame to that.  Of course I can not carry such a thing these days.  But I spent a lot of time orchestrating and trying to get people to lend me paintings that I had sold.  I ended up with 11 paintings in the gallery and all were rather large.  This is a small gallery so I don’t think I could have gotten any more in the space.

The one bad thing is that the woman in charge forgot to advertise the show in the 2 newspapers, so no one was really aware of the opening.  We had a ton of refreshments left over.  The opening was from 1-4 and for the first 2 hours only 2 people came in.  One was a young girl that shall we say was mentally handicapped and she came back about 5 times for cookies.  The other was a woman that took one look at one of the nudes and said,”That is more information than I need to know.”  She turned around and left.  Good for her for hating the female form even though she is a female.  Wonder if she hides in the closet to dress? 

Finally a bunch of people showed up for the last hour and interesting enough they were all people I had sent personal invitations to.  The gallery woman said, “See I told you people come in at the end of the day.” and I informed her that I had invited every person in the room.  So she and another gallery person decided to put a write up in the paper to advertise the show and my speaking engagement on the 13th.  I hope no one shows up for that meeting, I hate public speaking.  But thanks to my friends, I didn’t feel like a failure and every one loved my work.

My daughter was there for about the first hour and a half and when she left she had a dozen roses delivered to me.  I think she felt bad that no one was coming by.  I almost cried because it was such a sweet thing for her to do.  The show will be up for 2 months, I thought it was just one month.  I think it is good that we don’t have to remove all the stuff for 2 months though.  I forgot my camera but friends took photos so hopefully I will get some photos to show you all.

Just a note, I realized that when I am speaking on the 13^th, American Idol will be on and I will miss most of it.  I about croaked over that one.  I hope my friend will tape it for me.  I can not miss seeing David Cook. If any of you can make a tape of the show on the 13^th, I would be eternally grateful.

In the midst of my own chaos and dealing with peritonitis and massive IV doses of antibiotics, my sister decided to jump on the crazy wagon once again.  I know that sounds very insensitive but that wagon makes frequent stops here at my house to pick me up for a ride also.  She had her doctor change her meds and in the switch over she melted down.  Which of course was evident to me when she wouldn’t take me to the doctor.  I had so much going on that I didn’t take much note.  She kept showing up at my house unannounced while I was busy working on the art show stuff.  She would come and just sit and wouldn’t tell me what was going on with her.  It finally all came out one day after husband treated her like shit and harassed her for having a melt down. I would like to strangle him. I did my best to help her - even tried to take her to the hospital but she wouldn’t go.  I finally felt like the reason she kept running to me was that she felt safe here.  I talked her through it some how.  Not that I deserve any credit for that but she deserves the credit for knowing things were not right in her world.  She is doing a bit better and will see the doctor tomorrow.  It is her new medication that is doing this and I got her to understand that.  It needs to be adjusted.  I have been there and back myself.

The bad is that she came here and chained smoked and stunk up my house and my car so much that I caved in self defense and started smoking again.  Too much stress and I wanted to smoke so damn it, I did and am.  But I swear no more starting tomorrow. 

Wolfgang is in Germany for almost a month so we are here making do.  Well Destiny and Kreid are making do and her dogs are living it up in her living room and on the couch since he isn’t around.

 By the way I’ve changed my bio page here to the bio I had to write up for the art show.  You can check it out by clicking the top of this page.

I am going to bed for the next week and hope I heal from my peritonitis, still have a week of nasty meds to take.

Oh and I have to tell the lawyer story which was a mess but I finally have word that I am to pay 17 cents on the dollar for my bankruptcy.  I can handle that.  I will tell that story later.

I am here just in a bit of a mess.  I got peritonitis again.  Spent an entire day in the doctor’s office waiting to be treated.  I was in the treatment room but they couldn’t get their shit together to fix me.  I had to call a friend to take me and she had to sit there all that time too.  I have never seen this office in such chaos with no one knowing what to do.

I had called my sister to take me to the doctor and she wouldn’t, nice sis let me die. I told her I was really sick and couldn’t drive myself and she was like OH NO not again.  Me- can you take me to the doctor? Her- no.    Then she has the nerve to call and yell at me in the evening in the midst of my misery because I hadn’t called her to let her know if I was OK or not.  Sorry but if you aren’t worried enough about me to take me to the doctor then I am not too much in a hurry to let you know if I am dead or alive. Yet here I am sick and I spent the whole day with her today and took her to see a therapist because she is having problems.  I mean I am glad to help her but she never seems to help me.  But I hope she will be OK, she has been acting strange lately and I figured something was up but she won’t ever tell me what the problem is. Then I end up doing an intervention of sorts.  Thankfully I wasn’t in too much pain today.

I got a call on my answering machine from the furniture store telling me they will be here next Tuesday to pick up my furniture.  I have no idea what the hell they think they are doing. Of course they were closed and lawyer was closed when I got home and heard the message.  All I know is they can’t come and get my stuff unless they sue me first.

 In the midst of this is the art show and I am having trouble getting in touch with people and coordinating borrowing some paintings I sold to them that I want to put in the show.

Everything is a mess and feels like it is all speeded up and I am ready to fly out of earth’s gravity. I got home and had a message about setting up my show this evening and about fainted because it is supposed to go up next Friday.  I got that cleared up though after a minor heart attack.

 I want to smoke.

In between all that is my secret love affair with David Cook from American Idol.  I am a cougar you know.  Well none of that is true because I am not in my 60’s and I am not rich enough to be a cougar.  I am more like an alley cat with a vivid imagination.

Maybe I will have a normal day when I can actually write about all the nutty stuff going on.

The weather has been so great all week, even in the 70’s.  Flowers and trees are blooming but no redbud or dogwood yet (Lisa.)  Of course spring fever is rampant and I am not getting much done.  I do have to start the spring cleaning soon.  My friend is going to come and help me clean and then I will help her a bit.  She doesn’t have as much to do as I do because she pays her mother to help her clean her house once a week.  We are going to finish up the wall painting in the living room and bathroom that I started ages ago.

I have been in sort of a funk though and can’t figure out what is going on.  I stopped taking the meds for parathyroid because I thought that was causing weird things to happen.  And since the doctor increased my dosage the price of my co-pay is now $100 a month which I can’t afford. I will talk to him about it next time I see him.

I went to Yoga last night and I am getting better.  I am getting more limber but my ham strings are so tight that I have trouble with some of the poses.  Of course my dialysis belly gets in the way too.  I do feel better each time I go so that is good.

If I were young I would so go after David Cook on American Idol.  His voice is the type of male voice that drives me crazy.  I hope he gets his own record deal away from AI even though I would love it if he wins.  I will buy anything he records.  His version of Billie Jean makes me shiver. He actually deserves better than being an AI.

Sometime during the night I reached to move Ellie off my stomach.  I don’t know whether her tooth or her toenail sliced across the top of my hand.  I was so out of it from my sleeping pills that I couldn’t react as I should have.  I did know I was bleeding and that my hand hurt.  I did reach on the table and get a Kleenex to hold on my hand and then I realized I was bleeding more than I thought.  I finally remembered today that I got up in the dark and put a band aid on my hand at some point.  I was probably mostly sleep walking.  I took the band aid off this evening at Destiny’s house and we both about got sick.  I should have gotten stitches.  I hadn’t even cleaned it.  I was just too drug sleepy to cognately do anything. So Destiny did clean it and bandaged me up.  We decided it was probably too late to get stitches anyway.  I thought I had put the band aid on it this morning but realized if I had seen how it looked this morning I would have cleaned it and probably gone to the hospital.

I can’t wait for Ellie to get rid of all those little shark teeth. She has scraped me several times plus she wants to chew on everything. So far she has only lost the two bottom teeth. She is a little cranky at times too and I know it is because she is teething just like a human baby.   I go around all the time talking like Harry on Utube saying Charlie bit me.  But I say, “Ellie bit me. Ouch, Ellie that really hurt.”Ellie is trying to run the show around here and every now and then Cici and I have to put her in her place.  She understands what no means and can give me a look that just breaks my heart when I scold her.  Somehow I got her paper trained the first day she was here.  Having come from a pet store that is a miracle. I need to work on outside potty but I am sure that won’t be as easy.  I have had her out several times but she has never pottied outside.

Yesterday was the day I had to turn in the paperwork for bankruptcy.  I have spent the last 2 weeks working diligently on it and basically having a nervous breakdown because it stressed me so much. I finally hoped on Friday that I had finished and I thought that if I hadn’t done everything it would be tuff shit. They would just have to help me or tell me what I needed to do.  Crap I am paying $3000 to the lawyer and I am doing most of the work. I was told to expect to be in the office for at least 2 hours while we went over everything.  I spent about an hour searching for my social security card by the way which I actually didn’t need because my number is still on my driver’s license.  But that hour of searching took 2 days off my life I think.

So I was in the office with the lawyer’s secretary for ½ hour.  What the heck?  I didn’t even see the lawyer.  I said to the secretary that I thought I had a 2 hour appointment and she said, “Oh you had all the work done so well that it didn’t take very long.”  I couldn’t believe it because of all the hair ripping and teeth gnashing that I did trying to organize myself and being so sure that I had screwed it all up.  I am so unsure of myself lately and I actually did something well.  I do have 2 things that I need to send in but I wasn’t aware I needed them so not my fault.

So the next step is to take a credit course online and get a certificate. This has to be done before my court date.  I have no idea when that is.

I took Ellie to the vet today for more puppy shots.  Last two times in the car she did well.  Today however, she puked about 6 times.  I didn’t even feed her this morning.  The new vet we are seeing is about an hour away. I don’t know if this will be worth the trip.  I plan to change Cici too but having 2 puking dogs in the car would be awful.  I had a blanket down by the way. This vet office has more hours and is available for emergencies.  Plus if I continue to take Ellie there she can be spayed for free.

 I got in the mood for a puppy, I searched the newspaper ads and looked at all the dog pounds and adoption places online. I was hoping to rescue a dog but all I saw were big dogs.  One Saturday I took off to check out the dog pound and found no small dogs.  I did a bad thing, I went to the pet store and I couldn’t stop myself.  Every dog was way too expensive.  I told them I am willing to pay this much for a dog, what dog will you sell to me for that price? They took me behind the cages where no one could hear and showed me 3 dachshunds.  I picked Ellie. So I got her for less than half the price they wanted. But I guess they know I have bought several dogs there. She was sick, I could tell but all their dogs seemed sick, turns out it was kennel cough and they paid to have her treated. She is keeping Cici on her guard but the two of them play together pretty well.  Ellie is a sweetie.  I should not have bought her but my impulsiveness always gets the better of me. There are some photos of her on Flickr. I didn’t get any of Cici because she was mad that I took so many of Ellie.  Cici lets me know that she is upset by ignoring me.

 Most of this entry was written yesterday. I set up the course for credit counseling that I have to take before the case is filed.  I called one on the list I was given.   An appointment was made for a counselor to call me today.  I was told it would be a 45 minute phone call and that I would receive the certificate that I need for the court and it would cost $50.00.

The counselor called me at 2:30 today, I was on the phone with him for 15 minutes and all he did was ask my monthly budget and tell me what bankruptcy is and what other options I could try which I already knew.  All this is just crap. $50.00 just for that short phone call to get a piece of paper.

I haven’t been much in the mood to write entries lately with all that is going on.  I will try to do better.

Now I know why I feel the way I do.  I finally did some research on parathyroid disease and found the below symptoms.  This explains a lot of my problems.  Kidney failure causes parathyroid disease and I have been on medication before but couldn’t take cope with the side effects.  I am on medication again and the doctor increased it last week because my levels hadn’t gone down.  I am wishing I could just get it removed but that might cause even more problems.  The only thing I don’t have on that list is kidney stones.I am going crazy here with the bankruptcy paperwork.  I have to be in their office to go over on Monday.  No wonder I have had trouble working on it and anything else, I can’t concentrate. 

Symptoms of Parathyroid Disease

Most people with hyperparathyroidism will have 4 - 6 of these symptoms. Some will have lots of them. A few people will say they don’t have any… but after an operation they will often say otherwise. 95% of people with hyperparathyroidism will have 3 or more of these symptoms. In general, the longer you have hyperparathyroidism, the more symptoms you will develop.

 I will write soon but I am covered in paperwork for the next few days.

Meet Ellie. She is a very smart little puppy and I adore her.  She is 3 months old and weighs 5 pounds.  That is all I have to say about her right now.  I will give details later.  Please don’t scold me.  Cici likes her.

My second yoga class last week wasn’t as painful as the first one but I still hurt when I did certain poses. I really love this class and wish I could go more than once a week.  I need to learn everything so I can do it at home during the week.  I am thinking about draining out some of the dialysis solution before I go next time because I think I would be more comfortable.  I asked my PD nurse and he said he would check into it and let me know.  I am sure he forgot all about it after I left his office. 

I can’t go to yoga tonight because we are having rain that is lasting forever. Our road will be closed by evening.  The main road that leads to the highway is already closed.  There are shelters being set up for people.  We would not have flooding in our houses but the side yard does have about 10 inches of water in it. We just get trapped here.

While I was at the dialysis office for blood work, I talked to a friend of my daughter who has been on dialysis for years.  He had a transplant when he was younger which eventually failed.  He is doing PD now like I am but he is using the night cycler.  He likes it and I am thinking I might like it too because I would have my days free.  The night cycler takes 11 hours so you either have to start early evening or stay on later in the morning. But at least I wouldn’t have to be home every 4 hours during the day. I could just sleep through most of it. I have to wait until the doctor hires a new nurse though before I can find out.

Wolfgang decided we could all look at the baby flying squirrels the other day.  He made the mom get out of the box they stay in.  She is very protective.  He took all the bedding out of the box and then took the box out of the cage.  They are so tiny and ugly cute.  They have changed a lot in two weeks and now have a little fur growing. They look like little puppies.  We held them all and they cried or chirped.  Wolfgang says he isn’t going to try and tame any of them.  I am hoping he plans to let them all free when the weather warms up. The babies however need to be with mom for about 80 days.  He did put the other three adults outside the other day.  He built a house for them and when they went in it he closed it up and took it outside and hung it in a tree.  I think all of them evacuated it though. 

My mother’s brother died on Friday. My aunt sent a brief email to tell me.  I didn’t make it over to see my mother on the weekend but I didn’t have any info.  I called my Aunt on Monday morning and it was hard because she cried trying to tell me.  I dreaded having to go and tell my mother.  I tried to let my sister know hoping she would be of some help.  All she said was Oh.  My mom was very upset and I worried about her.  She of course wanted to go to the funeral and I had to tell her that I could not take her to West Virginia.  I ordered flowers and I know no one else in the family will me pay for them even though I have mentioned it several times.  I already have a bill for flowers I sent for a close family friend and no one has given me money for those.  My mother always wants to me send flowers but I think I am going to have to stop doing so.  I don’t mind doing it but I wish others would pay their share and not leave me with the responsibility for everything.

I went to see my mother today and she has the flu.  I felt so bad for her but I couldn’t stay and really didn’t want to.  I needed to get back before our road closed plus I didn’t want to linger long enough to get germs.  I found out that my mother’s whole wing has the flu.  I wish they would put a sign on the outside door that says Flu, enter at own risk.

Kreid had to come home early today because he is sick.  Destiny took him to the doctor and she doesn’t really know what is wrong with him.  She thinks he has a virus called Slap virus.  She told Destiny that he should probably be OK but to not let him around pregnant women.  Destiny told me maybe I shouldn’t be around him.  I had never heard of such an illness. 

With all this going on and possible snow all weekend, we have pretty much canceled Easter this year. 

I am sitting here in my house watching the blizzard of March 2008 unfold.  Except that it didn’t really become a blizzard. We have a whole lot of snow which started yesterday and is still snowing and some drifting and a little wind. We had thunder and lightning during the night with the snow but not a real blizzard. The weather people have hyped this thing up so much that they are calling it a blizzard anyway; they say just not a technical blizzard. Technically a blizzard is sustained winds of 35 miles an hour with snow of course for 3 hours or more.  Places to the north of us came close I guess.  I lived through the blizzard of 1978 here and that really was a true blizzard. We were socked in for several days.  So really all we have is about 8 to 12 inches of snow. The blizzard warnings are gone and now we are in flood warnings.  I suppose once all this snow melts we will have floods again. The roads were finally plowed around noon today but I don’t think anyone needs to be out.  Plus the snow keeps covering the roads over and over. 

I am glad I didn’t force myself to finish the painting because I have a feeling I wouldn’t be able to take it to the show tomorrow anyway.

The trees around my house have looked like a scene from the movie The Birds all day today.  There are at least 100 blackbirds and crackles invading my tiny bird feeder.  I have filled it twice today for the little birds I always feed but the big hog birds are taking all the food and there have been some nasty fights too. When the small birds land on the feeder, the crackles swoop down on them.  The crackles try to land on the feeder and tip it so the food all falls out. I know those lousy birds need to eat too but they need to find a better place. They are too aggressive and mean. 

My nephew is going to have surgery on Thursday to have a pin put in his broken heel.  The doctor said it isn’t a “have to” situation but it would be better to have it done and it will heal faster. Otherwise he will have to be non weight bearing for 8 weeks.

Wolfgang just came over and cleaned my stairs and part of the deck.  I am glad because I had no luck trying to do it. I don’t think there is any way we can get out of the driveway.

At least all this happened on the weekend.  Destiny, Wolfgang, and Kreid all got to come home early yesterday so I didn’t have to worry about them.

I have had a busy few days with a lot going on and I should be sitting here working on the painting that is due to be at a show on Sunday. I am such a wimp. Maybe I will finish it, or not. I don’t know how I feel about that really. No one can force me to do it obviously but I shouldn’t just give up so easily. I have no structure in my life.

We had flooding here and it is still around. Our road flooded in a way that I have never seen. There is a bridge down the road from us and it usually floods on the other side of the bridge.  Tuesday it flooded on both sides and looked like an ocean rushing across the road.  I have never seen so much water.  I left to go in town in the morning and it wasn’t flooded on this side so I went over the bridge and saw the road had water over it but it wasn’t too deep yet so I went through it.  I knew it would be closed when I came back since the main road was already closed.  

After a couple of hours in town I knew I would have to come home the back way which is an awful road on an awful hill and pretty much out of my way.  To get to point though, I had to drive past my voting place.  I had the brilliant thought that since I was there, I might as well vote. I have never voted in a primary in my life and I did and declared myself a democrat. The horror of it all.  I was so mad at myself afterwards.  Plus I was mad because I had no idea about all the other people on the ballot and didn’t feel that was wise of me.  I never once saw any info about all those people running for other things. It may seem odd to some of you but I wish I hadn’t voted because I would rather be an independent.

By the way, the flying squirrel had 4 babies.

My nephew and 2 friends decided to drive down to North Carolina on a Friday night, go skiing on Saturday and drive back to Ohio State U on Sunday. Pretty stupid but not as stupid as some things I did when young.  The thing that made it bad is that he broke his heel.  So now it is a mess for him and his parents.  He thinks both heels are broken but he hasn’t seen an ortho guy yet.  He has two weeks of this quarter left and that is going to be hard. His dad contracted a handicap service to get him back and forth to classes. 

My friend and I went shopping Saturday and we found a winter sale in one of the nicer stores that had clothes for 85% off the sale price already marked.  I scored big time on some nice things and saved $218 off the full price. I bought 6 sweaters and a pair of shoes for $57. I was so in heaven since I haven’t bought clothes in forever. We ended up going back the next day so my friend could buy more.  Things were pretty well picked over by then but she found a couple more things she wanted. We were wild and crazy in those racks.

I started my yoga class last night and really liked it. I of course am completely out of shape but since it was a beginner class, most people were not in shape.  A few more advanced students were in the class too just because they like to do more than one class a week. I am a bit sore in my legs today but am so proud of myself for actually going to the class.  I haven’t done yoga in years and had forgotten how much I enjoy doing it.  The teacher is amazing, she is so flexible.  There are just a lot of things I will never be able to do correctly but I can do a modified version. I could not have made it through a class like that if I hadn’t quit smoking.  I would have coughed my lungs out every time she told us to breath.  In fact I rarely cough these days. I don’t wake up all congested either.  I am amazed that I haven’t smoked.  Thank you Chantix.

Oh for mercy’s sake.  One of the flying squirrels had babies, maybe 2. And another squirrel was caught in the live trap and Wolfgang put it in the cage too.  So there are now 4 flying squirrels and 2 babies. This annoys the shit out of me.  I bought Kreid a dwarf hamster yesterday with his mother’s permission.  I think it made Wolfgang a little mad. I think he thinks I stole his thunder.  I think I was trying too.  I thought if he saw how much we ooed and awed over the teeny tiny hamster he would realize that his squirrels are not really pets.  Destiny is in love with that little hamster.  I have to admit, it is very cute and you can hold it and feed it from your hand.  It is white with gray spots.  Kreid named it Nelson.  Destiny thinks that they may get rid of the squirrels in a couple of weeks. However he is thinking of maybe trying to hand raise the babies.  I suppose that might work and then they would be pets hopefully.  I actually think it is illegal to keep them but who knows.

Destiny broke her little toe yesterday. I don’t know how many times she has broken that same toe.  She is still getting around in pain and a slight limp but there isn’t anything to be done for a broken toe really. She is pretty tough like her mother. I drove her and Kreid to his doctor appointment yesterday because she had to come home and get him from work and then turn around and go back to the same town.  I thought one less trip would help her. At least it was in the afternoon so the roads had cleared by then.  Kreid had another snow day yesterday.  They have used up all of the allotted ones and now have several days to make up at the end of the year.

Oh and we don’t refer to my mother’s legs a stumps, we call them legs.  But when they were first amputated they were referred to as stumps while they were healing by the medical people.  My mother calls them her stubs and she thinks it is funny.  It doesn’t bother her to hear the word stumps or stubs.

I saw my kidney doctor today, the younger partner whom I adore as much as the other one.  He told me he is moving to Los Angeles.  I was sad.  He is such a sweet person. When you have to see your doctors as often as I do you get pretty close to them.  Unlike my regular doctor that I rarely see.  I really wish he wouldn’t go but he has no family and friends here and he says the longer he stays, the harder it gets. I don’t blame him.  But we did hug each other.  He also told me he does think the rash is a delayed allergic reaction to the antibiotic, but not the one I suspect.  But rather the other one I was on.  He isn’t sure but he put it down as a possible reaction in case I get an infection again and I hope I don’t.  The rash is fading a little as of today. 

Low protein again but the dietitian gave me a sample of a new protein bar that I need to find.  It is safe for renal patients.  Actually the ones I tasted were pretty good and not as bad as trying to drink those nasty protein drinks that I forget to drink anyway.  I may have to order them if I can’t find them.

I am not really vested in American Idol but I am watching it.  I heard that the blonde guy with long hair is wearing a wig.  I figured he was bald underneath all those hats he wears.  Nine times out of ten when a man wears a hat all the time, he is balding on top.  But that one time he didn’t wear a hat I didn’t really pay attention enough to say wow he is wearing a wig.  The question is why is he wearing a wig?  I don’t like him anyway; he should be a country singer and wear a cowboy hat or something.  I think it would suit him better.  And two toned hair rock chick really can not sing as was evident last night.  The little young guy that sang Imagine should just be declared the winner now and get this show over with.

More TV.  I was so sad when Chris was sent home on Project Runway, I know he probably wasn’t the most talented but I just really like him.  I am now torn as to which of the three I would like to win.  I started out going to college to be a designer and then switched to commercial art.  And I wanted to go to Parson’s but my parents didn’t want me in NYC so I went to school in Chicago like that was better. I wish Project Runway was around way back then or that I could be about 30 years younger, I would so try to be on it. 

I stopped in to see Mark after my doctor appointment for a little while. I basically just put some things away for him and talked for a bit.  He said he didn’t need anything.   I just can’t sit in that house of his for long looking at all that clutter, I get claustrophobic.  I am glad that other friend of his is taking care of him.  I really don’t want to be caught up in that. If I thought no one was helping him, I would try harder. My god I found out he still has a rotary phone. He does have dial up in one room for his computer but his main phone line is rotary. The man is way behind the rest of the world.  He still has dial-up, he doesn’t have cable TV or dish TV so he can only watch one channel, and he has a rotary phone.  Wow, I just don’t understand.