playing blog catchup

Last week was a total wash... I didnt feel well at all, and I was having a hard time getting excess fluid out of my body. Also, the nurse came back to the house to give me more IVIG Wed, Thur, and Friday. She's SO nice, and she taught Mom how to flush my PICC line. We do great as a team, and I've decided to give Mom the honorary title of "RN" while she's flushing my line on a daily basis. :) The nurse comes back on Wed morning at 9am to teach Mom how to change the sterile dressing. Mom's been a 100% trooper throuigh all this, and I know she's going to do just fine. I think the doctor waited too long to give me more IVIG, as I'm not getting any better, but worse. Even though I refused in the beginning, the walker has become a daily part of my life now. Some days, I dont know what I would do
without,,,just getting around in the house.

Here's a little strory that happened this morning..... the night before, Mom and I started cooking a whole fryer chicken in the crockpot - which meant by 7am... I was to turn off the crock, let it cool down a bit, and then pick the meat off. (i've done it 100 times when I lived with Rafael.) Sooooo., I got the bright idea of
going to help Mom out with laundry. I'm on my very first transfer of wet towels to the dryer, and since I'm using the dryer door for support for my balance.... it swings out, therefore I swing with it, and I landed square on my butt on top of some scales. My whole bidy felt like I had been hit by a truck, but then again, thats how it feeels everytimg. That was fall #28 since May 15th. There was no way I could get up in the laundry or kitchen, so I overturned a bathroom rug, and crawled/inched my way to he den where Mom has a sturdy black computer chair. I was able to hoist myself on that to a sitting poisition.... rest a minute....after that.... I gave up on my ramdon chore of kindness,,,, and just picked the chicken instead.

I noticed today that since I didnt sleep well, and i also got up early.... my body went into shutdown mode, and I barely had anymuscle strength in my legs. This has happened before when I unpacked the 4 boxes brought over and we stored in my room. It took me 1/2 day, but THE NEXT DAY...I was a waste case. I've to get on a good seeping routine,,,otherisw I'm, going to always be dependent on someone. Thats just not me.

Also, I can tell that my depression is slowly lifting, and I can focus and concentrate a little better. My art, ebay, etsy, and joining FLICKR has been occupying my time. I moved my entire store to aution due to the cheap sale for store owers. I'vebeen checking everyday as my auctions end Wed night!!!

I have 3 commissios this week! I'm trying to get them all done by this weekend. Hopefully! Andrea's is 75% done. Ginny's is sketched out, and I'm starting the painting tomorrow. Beth's flower only has the back painted, and thats the one I need to go to Home Depot for. All of ebat and art money is going to pay Mom since she paid for the movers, and 20 million over things since came back to live her. I think she likes me being her, even though I've got a lof "safety" and "sleep" issues right now.

More later.... I'm so tired.... need sleep