I'm getting weaker and weaker in general by the day. I cannot go anywhere without the walker for the past week. Today was the worst its been so far. I'm moving at a snail's pace. Only fell once, and thats because my legs buckled and I slumped to the floor. (32 falls and counting since May 15th) Its getting hard to breathe normally, but I know I'm still behind the line in the sand. I doubled up on my Bumex yesterday and tonight in hopes that will help keep the excss fluid out of my lungs. So far, it has, but my feet, ankles, and legs look like tree trunks. Mom put a bedside commode in my room for tonight, so I wont subject myself to falling on the way to the bathroom tonnight. I had a long list of things to do today, but I was too weak and had zero energy except to sit up for a while and take naps in bed. If I can just make it till Monday, I could avoid an ER charge, and hopefully be a direct admit from home on Monday. My biggest fear is that they will go ahead and put me on dialysis. I'm not ready for that prison sentence yet. Crap. Would I ever be?
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