Poocherelli's Posts

Musings of a spiritual being, a dog lover,a friend to cats, a musician, a lover of God and the Episcopal church, and a female with a wicked sense of humor still seeking who she's supposed to be in this world, all rolled up into one being!

Thursday, June 22, 2006

Can it be summer ALREADY??

As I catch up on blogging, I feel as though I'm in a time warp. How can this much time have passed?

I really feel the effects of my disease when the outdoor thermometer goes above 80. We'll be heading for temperatures in the 90's--100's (that's Fahrenheit), humidity in double digits, and heat indices in TRIPLE digits in the coming two-three months. I become almost a prisoner in my house, and I pray for the air conditioner to keep working. If it keeps the indoor temperature down to 80 degrees F., it is working pretty well. However, since part of Fabry's is hypo-hydrosis, or not sweating enough, I overheat really quickly. The fatigue which is a 24/7 companion becomes overwhelming in the heat.

As an example, today I awoke mid-morning, having taken some sleep meds at 2 am after tossing and turning (it was 85 degrees in here). I arose, went outside to feed my cats, put water out for them and my 2 doggies, came in, switched on the computer, and got ready to make coffee. After checking e-mails and eating breakfast, I felt really groggy, so I went into my bedroom about noon to lay down for a bit. I awoke at 5 pm! A day totally lost!

Fabry's really sucks. With the help of about 4 cups of coffee, I'm now functional to get a few things accomplished this evening. I can't wait to get approval to begin treatment for this danged disease. I feel as though I'm a drain on the planet on days like this!

But God is good, and He provides for my needs, so I just trust, pray, and obey!

Blessings on all who read and all who post.

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I'm a product of the Texas Panhandle and now live in way south Texas, 20 miles from the ocean. I'm a music teacher, retired due to health reasons. I've raised beagles for years, but currently only have 1; His name is Webber, after Andrew Lloyd Webber. I have been adopted by a doxie/beagle/terrier/? mix named Poochie. Trying to make HIS name into a musical one brought variations like Puccini (a real opera composer) and Poocherelli. I also have been adopted by 3 feral kitties for whom I pay vet bills. They have attracted 3 more who are too feral to be touched yet. I am an Episcopalian grown from generations of Methodist roots, and happy to be so. I have a wicked sense of humor, but I'm generally quiet and a bit shy. I have always loved reading and writing, so here I am!

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