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Each Day Already is a Challenge
A Texas Sunrise
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Sunrise on Surfside Beach, Texas](http://www.InkSpot.Com/main/trans.gif) ![A Texas Sunrise [#1285915]
Sunrise on Surfside Beach, Texas Sunrise on Surfside Beach, Texas](/main/images/action/display/ver/1183843885/item_id/1285915.jpg)
A friend, William Taylor, took this picture. He visits Surfside Beach with his dogs almost every morning, watching the sun rise while the dogs prance about at the water's edge.
This is only about ten miles from where I lived in Lake Jackson, Texas. Sadly, I only visited this beach about four times in the six years I lived nearby.
Each day is a challenge. A challenge to get by without thinking about the fibromyalgia pains. A challenge to stay awake when chronic fatigure wants to take over. And a challenge to navigate through fibro fog.
I haven't been writing as much as in the past. For years, I wrote at least 500 words a day. Now, I'm lucky if I write 500 words in month. Sigh.
For more information about what my day (or life) is all about with fibromyalgia, chronic fatigue, chronic pains, IBS, depression and everything else thrown in, check this out:
![A Texas Sunrise [#1285915]
Sunrise on Surfside Beach, Texas](http://www.InkSpot.Com/main/trans.gif)
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I've said it before. Phooey fizzfarts.
I used to smoke. I have COPD. Since my heart attack 4 years I'm on oxygen. And my pulmonary doctor has been keeping an eye on a teeny tiny nodule in each lung for over a decade.
I had a CT scan on 6/11. Normal thing that I do every few years.
Uh-oh. There's a new lump in one of my lungs, about the size of a large grape. (The teeny tiny ones they've been watching are the size of an average pill.)
Now I have to have a PET scan so my doctors can figure out what the lump is or might be.
My primary care physician, my breast cancer oncologist/hematologist and my pulmonary doctor are fussing amongst themselves because they all seem to want to be in charge of this new hiccup.
Hello! I'm here too people.
I scheduled a PET scan near my house, so that I don't have to go begging for a ride. For my breast cancer issues, the Pink Ribbon folks are awesome. But they don't handle driving people to appointments about other problems. Two of my docs preferred that I go to a different provider for the PET scan. The other doesn't care where it is done.
Meanwhile, I reminded a nurse that they all need to have their arguments without me. For pity's sake, I'm supposed to be living a life of little stress so that I can heal.
As always, I treasure your prayers.
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