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We've been playing the "Why is the cat puking so much??" guessing game on and off for a while now. Vet says she's remarkably healthy for a girl of her age based on her blood work, and the next step would be an ultrasound. (Yeah, we can't afford that right now.) We've switched her dry food to a sensitive skin and stomach formula in salmon flavor. His pick, not mine. She wasn't fond of salmon wet food, but adores the chicken flavor wet food. Nope - still cleaning up piles that are so close to the same color as the carpet I don't always see them. We recently awirxged to a bag of the same formula, but in chicken and rice flavor. No puke for days, but the last 2 days she ended that streak. So the next potential fix is a 'slow feeder' bowl. Maybe she/s eating too fast??

I don't remember feeling like I lived in a giant emesis basin when we had 2 cats...

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My recovery is still progressing. Personally, it feels like it's going too slowly, but the last Ortho I saw said it could take up to a year to recover. Ugh. (OK, so I didn't really push myself while I was waiting for insurance approval to start getting Prolia shots.) But now I'm just waiting for the in-home PT to discharge me so I can start out patient PT. I feel like I've plateaud in my progress, and now it's time to start working with the PT machines they can't bring to me in their backpacks.

On April 3, I got up out of bed and headed to the bathroom. Before I made it to the doorway and into the hall, I lost my balance and fell, landing on my left hip. I didn't hear a snap or anything, but I knew it was bad. I managed to 'crawl' somehow the entire length of the apartment, on my back, to where my phone was. I called Himself to come home from work to let the EMTs in.

I was given pain IV pain medication on the way to the ER, but it wasn't enough. I was still screaming in pain in the ER to the point where someone who worked there actually came over and told me I was scaring the other patients, so I needed to be quiet. (Uhm, give me better pain control FIRST, you ass!) It ended up being one of the most painful fractured a human can have - a femur that was not only fractured, but displaced, too.

On April 4, I was wheeled into an Operating Room to have a pin placed in the bone to reattach the head of the femur back to the rest of it.It actually counts as a 'hip fracture'.

Stupid kidney Failure. Stupid osteoporosis. Stupid American Healthcare system.

It's been a really long, tough, painful road. And there's still more road to go. But I've survived this much of it.

THIS:

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*whimper*

And we haven't lost power! (yet.)

The last time it was above freezing was Sunday at 3am. Supposedly it will break the freezing mark sometime today by a whopping degree, but I'm not holding my breath. And that's still pretty cold for a state so close to Hell.

And then there's the wind. Texas is windy. A lot of times people think Oklahoma when they think of wind, but the cold north winds just blow right on through OK and into TX with nothing to stop or slow them down. And a gust of wind can just rip one's body heat awy in nothing flat.

Yes, I was out briefly on Sunday afternoon, in 2 layers of clothing and a cost, but it still didn't take long before I was shivering!

This apartment does seem to be warmer than the old one. Probably because it's not on the corner of the building, so only has one truly exterior wall. But being in TX means it's not well insulated on that exterior side, so there are colder areas in here. Fortunately, the bedroom is not one of them. (The cats are spenging most of their time in and on the bed like the heat seekers they are. Even to the point of puking IN the bed on Sunday - fortunately we were stripping the bedding to be washed when we found that.

And I've been doing so much laundry for the heat generation! I've washed everything thatmight need it, even to the point of prewashing fabric lengths I haven't decided what to make up. Now I've run out of potential loads.

I'm going to try a couple of small things to weatherize more. Still looking for ideasm though.

I LOVE THIS!!!

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HORRIFIED and DISGUSTED by what the Supreme Court did on Friday. Since hearing the news, I've been grieving and mourning the loss of a woman's most basic Human Right. There is no longer any Federal protection for women who live in states where that decide a fully formed and realized human woman has less right to life than an unformed, unrealized, embryo of any gender. Women and their potential babies will die as a resultof this decision, not doubt about it. It's not just sexist, it's also racist, and classist.
A white woman in Orange County probably has the resources to absorb the financial and physical stress of an unplanned and unwanted pregnancy, but a non-white single mother in Flint, MI working 2 jobs just to keep a roof over her head does not.

Texas had a Trigger Law in place. Of course. Fucking hateful state.

Wide leg pants mock-up is done, and there will need to be at least one more. The waist is still too high, and they're skin tight in a way that is NOT flattering. But then, the mock up fabric was old bed sheets, which have next to no give. And I barely took any seam allowance! So, lower the waist again, and add to the side seams on the paper pattern, then try again.

*sigh* and no, I was not bloated. That doesn't happen as often post-menopause.

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I'm going through a phase right now of 'It MUST be ALL BLACK'. My clothes, and my decor. Annoying, since I can neither afford to buy an entire new wwrdrobe, or dye/paint everything. And I know it won't last. This is why I have so much crap - I simply can't settle on one style.

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Himself asked me if I would be interested in moving to a house instead of another apartment next year. Uhm...have you forgotten that I want to get the hell out of Texas as soon as F'ing possible?? And that we should be looking into going smaller and not larger?? He finally admitted that the reason he's not in any hurry to do so is because he doesn't think he'd be able to find another job that pays as well as his current job, and he can't retire early because he hasn't been able to save enough money. Oh, dear, that is why we need to be going smaller, to increase our chances of saving a tiny but more. And as long as we're in Austin, there's no reason to think the cost of living is going to go down any time soon. This is part of the reason why I want to leave. That and the extreme wrong wing politics.

50 degree temperature drop between today and yesterday. Yay Texas not being able to do winter properly.

Naughty Cat was naughty. She found the spider plant cutting that's in water untilI can pot the thing, and managed to knock the contents of the jar onto the floor as she was nibbling on it. All the dirty water that the new roots didn't mind is now on/inn the carpet, which *I* mind.


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I have a 'pattern' for wide legged pants. I took it off a pair I bought that were supposedly mid-rise, but in actuality, were practically empire waist when I tried them on. But the cut was simple enough I can do some Trial and Error to make it work for me. I have some medium weight black cotton twill that'll be great for the finished product - assuming I ever get this project (ANY project) finished.

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My left knee has been a pain since Saturday when loading/offloading weight to that leg. Today I pulled out my compression brace, and it is helping a bit. But it smells like all the perfume I keep in the same drawer.

Trying to do a telemedicine appointment for endocrinology, and it's not working. This makes no sense since I've been able to do virtual visits with my transplant clinic in San Anonio with no difficulties before. Makes me wonder if I need to contact Geek Squad again to get them to undo whatever it was they did when they had my laptop a week and a half ago.

Trying again at 3 using a different method. Hope it works - it would make some of my medical appointments so much easier to get to if I didn't need to schedule around another person's availability.

That's one of the few good things to come out of the pandemic - an increased acceptance of telemedicine. Pre-pandemic, I wasn't in contact with my transplant clinic due to the need to drive all the way to San Antonio the day before my appointment since they only saw patients 'in clinic', which meant I needed to be there at 7am. So in actuality, going down there took 2 whole days out of 2 people's schedule since I couldn'tdrive myself.

But it's good that I did get back in contact with them - they made some changes to my medication to lower my skin cancer risks, so with any luck and a switch to an SPF 60, I won't be dealing with that every couple months. Still need the screenings every 6 months, but that nothing.

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Harry Cat seems to be off thePuk-a-palooza tour. Every week to 10 days he'd have a day where he was sick- all over the house. Which meant I had to jump up everytime I heard him start in order to 'mark' the location with a rag. Otherwise I found it later by stepping in it. Damn cat-puke colored carpet makes it difficult to see - not just for me, but for Himself too!

At this point, I can only dream about living in a place where *I* control the wall color, and whether or not there's carpeting.

Isolation Brain has really done a number on me. My days are so monotonous, and there's not a lot going on, so it's been hard to want to write about much of anything - until Friday.

I went in for my biannual skin cancer screening, and I left after she took 2 biopsies. No "All Clear" this time. WTF? I'm doing everything they've advised: head covering, sunblock, hell, I've only been out of the house a handful of times since mid March! Yet just about every other time I go in, she finds a new spot that's appeared. Why do I even bother trying to prevent this shit from happening??

The yoga socks I'm wearing today say "Be Amazing" on the bottoms as part of the anti-slip grips. Yet after Friday, I've been feeling like the only things I'm even somewhat successful at are boring, monotomous, housework and growing cancer on my head somewhere.