We had a fairly pleasant weekend. Ameri ordered pizza Friday, Saturday, Sunday and Monday. I had provided other choices but she refused to partake. Saturday evening did not end until
Mom put together an Easter basket for Ameri. It had all the required chocolate rabbits, jelly eggs and a new MP3 player. Big mistake. Ameri loaded it up with trash rap and turned us out completely. She was in a declining state all day. She would take no medication and she was putting us further and further off. Mom had to take her to the county treatment center just after
For me. The shingle attack could have been much more damaging than it was. I was fortunate to be able to have gotten on treatment early and aggressively. I still have some scalies over my left eye and ear, and their functioning is a bit whacked but I am recovering. I am getting a lot of sleep but it is not restful nor is it refreshing. My dreams have taken on a dark and uncomfortable theme. I have ramped up all my medications the near term. It is said that it take as long as three weeks to recover from a mild attack. I believe my usual high power recovery system will take over and the recovery will come along much quicker now. After all, when I had hip replacement surgery in 1999, I was out of the rehab center by the time most joint replacement patients are getting there from the hospital. I have been fortunate in that way.
Ameri is gone for the week. I have appointments with the ophthalmologist and the neurologist.
Life goes on.