What a week-5/23/17

What a week!!

Sunday after church several couples met up at Sartinville to eat at De’St Germaine’s. Terry and I wanted to introduce Graham to the food, and it’s the habit of others to eat there following church.

Halfway through the meal Shandi texts me wanting to know if we are still at church. Eventually, she gets around to telling me the law has been there to speak with Terry (Paw) and they also want to talk with Ana. Anxiety attack big time—Ana has just walked out to go back to Judy’s (a cousin and friend), I chase out to catch her and ask why would the law be looking for her. She hasn’t a clue. She did say she and Donavan,. (a long time school friend and son of my hairdresser) had been out riding and got stopped by the law. The law searched the car but found nothing so let them go.

Back to the restaurant I go, anxious to pay and be on our way—Graham picked up the bill this time though. We hadn’t been home over 15 minutes when the law came by. First of all the detective was a laundry customer-he asks what am I doing here to which I reply that I live here. I introduce him to Terry and ask what the problem is. He proceeds to tell us there was a robbery last night (Saturday) close by, it was 2 males broke into XYZ’s trailer. They stole some money and other things including a cell phone. Said cell phone was pinging at our house..OMG. He asks us a bunch of questions and finally he says: Ya’ll don’t have a clue, do you? To which we said nope, we sure don’t. Ana hasn’t been here for a few weeks-she has been staying with friends, so we aren’t up on the gossip.

I text Ana to come over, and in a while she arrives. The Detective questions her and finally, after Ana comes in for about 15 minutes the detective shows up with the cell phone in an evidence bag. He has asked for a photo of the ping and enlarged it to discover it wasn’t pinging exactly IN our house, but up the road. The thieves had thrown the phone out up above the greenhouse.

The Detective told us that once he realized this was MY residence (he is a laundry customer) and that Terry worked for the country, he knew something wasn’t right. I assured him that as far as Terry and I were concerned, he was right, but with kids now days, one never knows, but I surely was glad to know that Ana had nothing to do with this incident. He said the girlfriend of the young man who owns the camper had given him Ana’s name along with the name of several other girls who might have had a part in this robbery. We told him she had given Ana’s name simply because Ana was friends with the neighbor girl who was slipping around and having sex with the owner of the camper a few months back. Oh what a tangled web people often weave.

It was the most exciting, it was the most stressful

Lots of stuff going on at church, still concerning the secretary job-former secretary wants job back, says she was asked to resign. Not to my knowledge.
Just finished a year of IV meds, still have odd things in my lungs and an ongoing cough. Thankfully a 10 day run of meds took care of that.
Ana has been staying with a friend, ‘girl’, just a few miles down the road. She calls it trying it for adulthood. The girl has a mother. The girl has a job. Ana continues to attend school.
Last week she went to New Orleans to a Rave….got a ticket for parking too close to a fire hydrant. **sigh**
This week was prom…beautiful dress, beautiful girl, beautiful nails and on prom day beautiful hair do and backing out of the parking spot hits the tail of an asshole…of course the card in the card proving insurance is expired. I am at work, can’t leave to come get the right one, so the officer gives me till Monday. I go fine until it’s all over…then I have an anxiety attack to beat all anxiety attacks. I’m surprised I made it the rest of the evening at work, but I did. My mind keeps telling me what if something got screwed up, what if she loses her license, what if, what if, what if…I get home and find the proof of insurance so I calm down some
Ana gets here, paw gets here, we take pictures, I blow up FB with them; because all I’ve ever seen is everyone else’s beautiful child all over FB; we leave taking her to prom–her request, get almost there, we’ve left her ticket at home. We drive 15 miles back for the ticket, finally get her to prom, go to town for something to eat cause she wants to be picked up in an hour…and finally we are home and in bed.
Saturday, work.
Saturday morning before work I go to see if my deposit slip is at church. No, summary sheet is, no copy of deposit slip. I asked counting lady, (former secretary) and she get all upset because she knows she put it on there.
Sunday it is there with her note that apparently it got pulled off before she brought it to the church.
Worked 4 hours at cleaners, worked 4 hours at church…get up this morning and Black Light is performing–and I’m part of it.
I sit down to eat breakfast and have an attack of nerves I guess. Been having them–back or legs will suddenly feel as though I’m sitting in a fire ant bed, but no signs of skin distress. It escalates until I’m about ready to claw my skin off, cry, scream or something. I’ve tried Benadryl cream, Gold Bond cream, lotion, Hemorrhoid cream, and alcohol. If I take a Xanax it will calm down in about 10 minutes so I think it’s nerves. This has been going for about as long as long as former secretary has resigned…and they get worse and worse.
I’m gonna try to see a doc tomorrow or Tuesday about it.
Add insult to injury…all my church friends, all of my group friends comment on how nice Ana looks, except former secretary. How can a person who claims to be Christian be so mean?



For over a year I’ve had a PIC line in through which I received IV antibiotics for Mycobacterium lung disease. I took various antibiotics, several of which made me deathly ill, one damaged my hearing, so I ended up on Zithromycin for about a year.

PIC line is gone, PTL.
However, there are spots in my lungs that were not there last time I saw him-which was late last year. He says some of it is pneumonia; some may be mycobacterium–but some appears to be different and may be something that has become resistant and has broken off.
I have an oral antibiotic to take, if i can possibly tolerate it, Cepro, and if I feel better after taking that, come back in 3 months. If I don’t get better, call and come on in. I got him some sputum to have tested but may still have to do the scope if the meds don’t clear me up.
He also did not like the sound of my heart valves–I have mitral valve prolapse–so sent me for an echocardiogram. Of course, blood drawn.
Right now I’m eating yogurt and I’ve restocked my probiotics and  am preparing my stomach for this new med. Praying I can tolerate it, praying it does it’s work.
I did enjoy my first hindrance free shower this morning in over a year. 😀 :D. I told Ella, pastor’s wife and precious friend, that I scrubbed everything twice, shaved everything good, and just enjoyed not having to worry about wetting a bandage.