Jean-Luc

Jean-Luc is my spoiled feline. The other day when I was helping HP move, I left my baby alone for the night.

When I got home, he was so happy to see me and he did the happy dance for me. Poor baby missed me.

He's very attached to me. He's been near me all this time, more so than usual. When I nap, he does also. 

When I sit on the futon, he jumps up in my lap and starts purring, and then he curls next to me for another nap.

When I sit in the recliner, he jumps up again and then he climbs up and lays on the top of the chair. He sees his world from there.

When I'm at the computer, he jumps in my lap. He hates it when I'm at the computer or when I'm on the phone, that's time for him and nobody else.

We have a great time with each other. He's been a lucky puss. I just know we're happy together.

Happy Holidays.

Chiffie out.

Cane

I've been very adventurous and have walked with out my cane. So far so good.

HP is trying to walk  without any help. The guy is anxious to get on with life. He uses the boot and uses a cane of his own.

The bell is rung sending all students to recess and we can start groups. I have my eye on a topaz ring.

Chiffie out.

Canas

Sorry I don't write everyday. Everything is redundant from one day to another.

Canas is Spanish for white hair. This was the reason I shaved off my beard, which had more white in it. Plus it makes me look younger.

So we all grow grey hair here and there. What threw me for a loop is that I found some canas in my eyebrows.

I do like the salt and pepper look and my barber left some sideburns with some canas. Looks very appealing. I must be Jewish because I have that look in my temples!

Chiflado out

Clinic Rounds

I had a busy day today. I went to the clinic and I went from one person to the other.

First in line, was the nutritionist who is concerned I'm not eating much, hence the weight loss. She also gave me some Glucerna and some vitamins.

Next was with my doctor. My t-cell count went up from 104 to 114. It's a small  step on the Yellow Brick Road.

After lunch I went back for the last visit du jour. I met up with Dr K who was my therapist. Big news is she's leaving the clinic for private practice. She's working until the end of the month. We talked about me and my concerns. It was a bitter sweet moment for us. Now I have to break in a new therapist in January.

Chiffie out.

Down-sizing

Okay, so I'm loosing weight. Nothing new there. Since I've started going to the clinic, I have lost 91 lbs. Jeanne is concerned because I lost 40 since the last time I saw her.

The other thing is I'm not as tall as I used to be. I used to say I'm 6'2. Well, now it seems I'm 6'1 or 6'0. I'm shrinking. Oh well, what's a girl to do? Wonder how much more I'll loose.

Chiffie out.

Paul Rudd

Just a photo of Paul I like. He looks hot in this photo. No reason, guess I wanted to  liven up my blog.

New Med

Today I started my new med. It's four meds in one tablet. I will have less pills to take. Wahoo! I am taking 4 pills away from my usual. Yes I am glad.

I did have to override this pill. I had a bottle before, but Lupe hid it. I just have to move everything to see if it's there.

Chiffie out.

Thursday

So this is another holiday to avoid. I had my morning pot of cawfee. Then I took my fat ass to a movie. Don't even remember the last time I ventured out.

I saw the final installment of the The Twilight saga. Of course I read the books and they were phenomenal. I was not let down but I still felt the books were better.

Then I came home to my holiday meal. I bought a steak that marinated all night long. It was too good and actually ate the whole thing. I had wanted to save some for Friday.

That's it. Come and gone. Just another Thursday. I will repeat the same all over again. This is my usual holiday meal.

Chiffie out.

Wtf?!!

This is very strange. I was gonna write about my weight loss and other stuff. Problem is that this was written earlier. Wonder if Lupe's up to his old tricks.

I just went yesterday to the clinic. Everything in the previous blog and everything was accurate. Jeanne is very concerned about me. I'm just excited. 40 lbs is very true, but I want more...and I'm gonna do it.

Why don't I work out at the Y? Because I fall a lot and I might hurt myself. I'll see about some other places to work out.

I guess I'm done with this blog and try to get hold of Lupe.

Chiffie out

Chiflado Update

So here I am. D&B say I don't need the gastric surgery. I do like what I see in the mirror. So I cancelled the surgery.

So I have lost some weight. Jeanne our nutritionist,is concerned because I lost 40 lbs since our last appointment. I'm okay with it, I want some more weight down the drain.

Chiflado has been in bed not wanting to be seen.
The weight is okay with it. Problem is, my clothes fit real loose. It's embarrassing because my clothes do not fit. There I'll be and when I least expect it, my shorts or jeans creep down, showing a side of Chiflado normaly see by lucky gentlemen callers . That's a treat if ever there was nothing.

I have found some jeans at Wal-Mart of all places that fit me. Same for my tighty whitise current undies do not fit either and tend to roll down. Just now I took some trash out and they rolled down. I looked and no one saw this one.

I finally found some at Wal-Mart that fit but they usually come in different colours. I want all black undies and they're usually in a package, but all I get stuck with are all the multi-coloured chones.

So, I'm okay with the colours, like I have a choice. Also found some at Target, and black, but I have no say in this. So Chiflado is content for the time being.

Chiffie out.

Dr's Visit

Yesterday I went to the doctor's to get my test results. I have 104 t-cell count, but I'm still undetectable, that's the news.

I don't know why my CD-4 keeps slowly disappearing. I'm doing the same things as before, I haven't change anything.

This on top of my depression. What next? I'm sick and tired it just drops away.

I've been battling depression as it is. I felt it coming and here it is. I'm dealing with one bad set of news and here comes another. And you wonder why I am like this. I'm sick and tired of everything, t-cells and all my meds. I just want to take all my meds and call it a night.

But I continue, I'm the cockroach that keeps coming. I just want it to end. I tell my nurse and she asked if I had a plan, so many people do and I'm one of them.

Sometimes I think okay and then I get some news that bring me down and I can swallow all the pills I have and abort me out of my life.

Don't worry.

Chiffie out.

Hush Puppy

So there I was, watching TV the other night. And Hush Puppy is one of the gay couple in the new show Partners, Our Hush Puppy is okay.

Recently our HP has been hospitalized with several different malaise's. This last time he was hospitalized for his foot. The doctor wound up amputating HP's little toe.

He took it in stride. Poor guy is on crutches for a few months. They have started skin grafting and HP and the doctor said it was okay.

Thanks for the prayers for him.

Chiffie out.

Depression

I felt it last week. And it arrived yesterday. I don't know if anybody feels it like I do.

Depression. Didn't catch me off guard. I saw it coming. And here it is. I've been spending my day in bed. I just lie there and stare at the ceiling or wall, depends on how I'm lying down at the time.

Maybe that's why I'm not eating. Yesterday I only ate once. Today I had toast and cawfee and that's it. So far ditto for today. I do think I will eat something in a while to take my meds.

Hopefully ya'll are in a good place today.

Chiffie out.

Physical Therapy

I'm doing physical therapy for my knee. So far so good. I normally wear an ace bandage on my knee. Since I've started PT, I don't have to wear that bandage. I have to have PT for my shoulder and I'm starting that this week.

Ya'll know how I love noses. There's this doctor that has a sexy nose and other things as well. I did notice that he had a pair of shoes that use velcro rather than shoe strings. I was hoping he got them here, turns out he got them in Vegas.

I have thought about checking SAS shoes to see what they have. I can't deal with shoe strings anymore. When I tie the shoe strings, I don't have the strength to tie a good knot.

Chif out.

Arm

HP and I think the shoulder pain is from my fall. It's really amazing how I survived. I really could have broken something or drop dead, but I made it okay.

I guess my guardian angel really did a good job of protecting me.

Before I forget, I have something weird with my torso. There's like a fungus or something that has me concerned. My arms from hand to shoulder, and stomach have this thing.

Dr M gave me some lotion that works on skin and I've a lot of skin to worry about. I did get a referral to see a dermatologist so I have to call and make an appointment. First on my to do list tomorrow.

Chiff out.

Right Arm

The latest thing is a pain in my right shoulder. The pain starts at the front and quickly goes through my arm.

Dr M gave me some meds for the pain. It's not working. I tried all the meds and nothing worked.  I want a pill that works. It's just a band aid for a bigger problem.

Chiffie out.

Mental Health Day

I went to see my new psychiatrist  and went to my therapist the other day.

I'm okay with both of them. I have a new psychiatrist because the other was Dr J. He is absolutely gorgeous, always has a smile for everyone.

It's interesting how a therapist remember me. We picked up right where I was last. Dr K is good people and has helped me through a lot.

Chiffie out.

HP Update

HP, he's my BFFF. That's straight out of Pineapple Express.

He's still on crutches and it's murder going up the one floor. We're delicate creatures and we expect nothing but the best.

Now his doctor's saying if he doesn't get better, they might have to amputate the foot. Of course I want that he gets better and keeps the foot.

Please keep HP in your prayers and think positive thoughts.

Chiffie out.

Me

Enough about HP, now about moi.

Ever since my tumble down the stairs keeps haunting me. I still cannot believe I fell down the stairs with my walker.

They said I was drenched in blood. And of course I don't remember any of it.

The latest thing might be linked to my tumble. I have a pain in my shoulder area that is driving me crazy.

The pain is centered around my shoulder. When I want to do something, every little move, cramps up my body. It's nasty and then it bolts like a lighting bolt heading down my arm and to the hand. Ouch.

It's very difficult to do anything. Picking up a pen or eating, there' s that pain. Dr M gave me some injection and it worked for about four hours.

I demand to see a specialist. Dr M moves very slowly but eventually works out for me. I do have an appointment with him Friday and I'm gonna embellish the pain.

Chiffie out.

More HP

HP got out of the hospital. He's on crutches and he does not like them.

He spent a few days at home and actually went to work last week. Had it been me I'd be screaming bloody murder.

Embarrassing moment for moi, okay so I've lost weight and my drawers rolldown on me while the shorts are hiked up. Well, that day I went to get HP's car. So I've walking around and what happens? My shorts fell down in the garage. I hoped nobody saw me, but it was embarrassing and funny at the same time.

He's doing great. He's actually driving around. When we go shopping we both get shopping carts. Well he got in one of those little cars and I got a cart to see what he needed.

Gotta love that HP.

Chiffie out.