Whiplash!

I think I’m about to have whiplash. I’ve been worried about my BP being so high. Even with the doctor increasing my medication my BP kept going up, as high as 189/108. That’s too high and it was scaring me. So I got back in touch with the doctor and she added a diuretic hoping that would help. Well, it did, and it didn’t. 

 

It dropped it all right, or can we say it slammed it down! It dropped all day yesterday down at its lowest down to 88/61. I’ve been nauseous since I’ve been on the diuretic and all I want to do is sleep. Now is that the diuretic or because of the low BP? On a side note, since I’ve felt sick, I haven’t wanted to eat, and I’ve lost 4.2 lbs. in the past four days. I love losing the weight but that’s a little fast.

 

I’ll be talking to the doctor again sometime today. Hopefully we can get all this stuff to average out to where it should be and I can start feeling better soon!

A problem

I have a problem. When you think of all the problems in the world it’s not huge, but it’s really bothering me.

 

I enjoy writing and getting Cassie’s story out into the world. I’ve been working with my publisher since they took over my first publishing company in about 2016. They have always treated me well, made payments on time and answered any question I had promptly.

 

Suddenly all that has stopped. They have stopped communicating with me in any way – totally ignoring the last three emails I’ve sent them. They are no longer sending invoices stating what books I’ve sold each month as they used to do, and they have stopped paying me. I wasn’t paid in October, got a late payment last November and not a dime since. I’ve not heard one word from them since November. I’m not the only one this is happening to. The same thing is happening to many others and with them not answering emails I’m not sure what recourse we have. There is a rumor that they have gone back to paying quarterly, but not one word to me or to the other authors I’m in contact with. So, who knows.

 

I have another Cassie book, the next to the last one, nearly ready to go. But I can’t in good conscience send it to a company that refuses to communicate with me – or pay me. I don’t know what to do, their contract say they want the rights of first refusal of any books with Cassie and friends as characters. But would you say that by not answering emails, not communicating in any way and certainly not paying, it’s breaking the contract from their side?

 

I don’t know what to do or who to try to talk to. Getting my own lawyer is an option, but it would definitely not be cost effective. I’m not making a great deal of money right now, but it is my money and I want it. And I’m certainly not making enough to pay for a lawyer.

 

I’m so frustrated. Thanks for letting me vent – I’ll keep you posted.

Sad news

There is some sad news within our blogging family. Many of you will remember Baker and Hoss. Baker wrote the blog Our Sweeter Approach to Life.  This past week their oldest son passed away. The loss of a child it just about the worst thing I can imagine. I’ve emailed with Baker, she says they are holding it together but any and all prayers would be welcome. I told her I’d let blogland know. I’ll be sending prayers their way.

This and That

I’ve been a little slack posting lately. Let me catch you up on a few things. Let’s talk about the cpap. I’ve grown to tolerate it. Is it helping? I have no idea. Since I didn’t snore or wake up gasping for breath before I began using it, I can’t say I’ve seen any improvement but I’m going to hope that it’s helping. At least it's not blowing all over my face every night.

The Ozempic is helping. My blood sugar is the best it’s been in years and I’ve been able to cut down on my Metformin. Now the real bonus in all this is that I’ve lost fifteen and a half pounds. The doctor just increased my dose and she thinks the weight loss will continue. That’s something that would really help me.

This morning I’m beginning an exercise class – it’s silver sneakers, which is supposed to be for seniors. But I’m familiar with the young woman teaching it and she is brutal! Evidently, she believes ‘seniors’ have the strength and stamina of Olympic weightlifters. Here’s hoping I survive.

Sunday was a fun day. Mollie and I went to see the play Come from Away about passengers stranded in Newfoundlandafter 9/11. If you don’t know the about this, Google it. It’s a very interest story and a high energy play and I got to spend the day with Mollie! Can’t beat that.

  

Men and babies

I wanted to share a little event that happened on LJ’s birthday.

 

During the party the other night, LJ got the following message from one of his best friends, Sam.

 

Sam: Becky’s water broke. We’re on our way to the hospital. Happy Birthday.

 

LJ: This is all I ever wanted. OK, keep me posted. I love you. Oh, and does this mean you’re NOT coming to the party?

 

The next day…

 

LJ: You having a son on my birthday is the most iconic thing we’ve done as a duo. I’m so glad Becky was game to do her part.

 

Sam: You know she’s going to try to make this all about her.

 

Men have weird senses of humor.

 

 

Thankfully, not my excitment

When I talk about my life not being very exciting, please note that I’m not complaining, merely observing. And after talking with my sister last week saying we’re a little dull sounds like bragging.

 

Sister lives in a community of mostly older people. Not assisted living, just mostly people over sixty. One of her oldest friends from college lives there and Sister is her emergency contact. This friend was rushed to the hospital late the other night, once there she told them to contact Sister who went over at once. Friend ended up having to have a colectomy (removing part of the intestines). She’ll have to wear a bag for three to six months. Sister has stayed with her much of the time.

 

Three days later another friend in the community needed Sister to take her to the ER. Gallstones had caused pancreatitis and she was scheduled for gallbladder surgery the next day.

 

While all that was going on Sister hears that another friend and her husband were stabbed by their crazy neighbor in front of their three kids. The husband’s lung collapsed, and the woman had some severe cuts to her neck. As Sister said, it was a long week.

 

So with all Sister and BIL are having to help handle I’m hoping to continue to sit here in my quiet little world and be thankful for a calm, maybe somewhat dull, existence. I want to keep it going for as long as I can.