Fit to Be Tied

My Southern relatives have some great expressions. With all that's been going on I am "fit to be tied."
I went to my pulmonary hypertension doctor last week. He wants a right heart catherization done the tenth (earliest he could do it.) My pressure seems to be what it was before the meds. Symptoms were better, now they don't seem as good as they were if I am perfectly honest. On Friday night I went to a craft show after about fifteen minutes I just couldn't go any further. I didn't complain about how I felt not wanting to ruin my sister-in-law, sister or mother's good time. I went and found a  chair and got permission to sit on it. The woman was very kind. The minute I got home the oxygen went right on. On Saturday and Sunday I felt really bad and Rob had a cold. Not a thing got done around here on a weekend which is unusual. We didn't even have meals. Rob had chicken soup from a box and I had pb&j sandwiches when I wanted anything.

On Monday I headed off to the cardiology office to have my blood thinner tested. It was high, meaning the blood was too thin. This is dangerous. On my way there I began to see what looked like a spiderweb in front of my eye, black and  being torn into pieces. When I got home my aunt called and told me that was a symptom of a torn retina. I called my opthamologist and he had me come in at 4. Everytime I got in bright light it got much worse. He told me that the vitreous had detached in my right eye. He didn't find a retinal tear which sometimes happens together. I go to see a retinal specialist next week. I also go back for a repeat blood test and to Philly to have the procedure done. It will be a hectic week.

I am so tired, mentally and physically. I need a relaxation break. I need a pedicure. Maybe tomorrow.