It ended up being 33 days of heavy bleeding. Not my all time record, but the longest period I've had since 2008. I figured I am anemic due to that, and just did some bloodwork today (bonus of being a med tech!). My hemoglobin, hematocrit and iron are very bad. I have already been taking double my usual dose of iron, but it was not enough to keep up. My body just can't make blood cells that fast. My friend at work is going to bring me some of the iron supplement she uses; says it's much better than the normal vitamin pills. Can't remember what she called it.
Hemoglobin of 8.6 does explain why I have been so wiped out and exhausted for the last week. I haven't been playing with Chip as much as I should be, because I can barely get out of bed, then go lay down on the couch until it's time to go to work. I'm pale and limp, ha!
We finally got all three landscaping quotes in, and the work is supposed to start on May 6. It's a giant, expensive project, but needs to be done, badly. Chip has found some kind of buried motherlode of trash and keeps bringing disgusting things to chew on. I'm afraid he's going to get sick!
I work again this weekend, second time this month. I have my boot at work still in case I need it. My foot seems to have hit a plateau in terms of getting better. It's not bad, really. Much better than before the surgery. I just need to remember my stretches and exercises.
Next weekend should be interesting. Crazy auntie has a contract on her house now, and is coming to look at places to buy in Westport/Grayland/Ocean Shores area. Chip and I are going to go stay the weekend with her in Westport. I think Chip should be well enough behaved for a hotel visit. But now crazy auntie is saying that it's more likely that she'll be buying a trailer and staying with us for a while. I'm ok with that, but we'll need to get an RV hook up set up. Big D and I have talked about it before, but just in general terms. Now that it's not only likely, but soon, we need to sit down and hash some details out. But I don't see my husband hardly at all. It's really starting to get to me.
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