Wednesday Wackiness

And the Ice Age continues inspite of the video that's on my DVD player right now.

I cannot believe the weather we're having this winter.

I'm beginning to feel like the Mammoth in Ice Age ... "A thousand years ago it was covered in ice ... a thousand years from now it will be covered in ice!" Where is our meltdown????

We normally have a bad storm a winter, and 2 to 3 days later, you cannot tell we've had wintery precipitation ...

This year, blizzard in December, first in Oklahoma history ..and 10 days later we were still looking at white stuff. Here we are ... in January, we have already met our winter quota for the year ...yet, an ice storm hits on Friday ...and here we sit with yet another "snow" day for Thursday. Yes, it could be worse ... I could be without power, or ...I could be still in the delapitated trailer.

I got out today for the first time. I went to my urologist. He started me on Sanctura. Better than self catheterization. I was annoyed because he insisted on calling my neurologist first. I told him that I could take it, as long as I was cautious and paid attention.
He got iffy ...and decided since it's an anticholenergic (sp?) that he better call.
The drug comes with a warning ...do not take with myastheia gravis. yea .. I know. But it's a risk vs benifit thing.

I've taken my first dose, my eyes are dried out and I'm thirsty as all get out. My vision is a bit blurry, and I'm fighting double vision. Till more Myasthenia symptoms show up, I'm not going to worry. Blurry vision is a side effect of the medication ... OR ... I've been stressed out today, and that alone could cause my vision to double.

I started my day off with a reporter at my house to take a picture of me with my book. He was very nice, thankfully. But, this publicity is getting to me. I haven't even done half of what I should be doing. I also didn't count on it taking off on it's own and word getting out without my help (he found out through the Tulsa Ministerial Alliance yearly meeting ... they found out through Habitat ... )

I guess I should get used to it. Somehow. I keep thinking of last years 5th Sunday dinners at my church that I wouldn't even go to because I didn't want to be on the spot. Ugh. This is causing a new level of panic attack. I did talk to my psychiatrist about my weird reaction. Why can't I enjoy this and why is it bringing up such fears ...he said "PTSD ...hypervigilence" there was quite a bit in the .... but, that was the gyst of it. I'm trying to learn about it now ... see if I can get some kind of control on it.

Now ...if the ice would just melt ....