Today is September 1, 2012
I was just re-reading my journal entries here for the past 15 months of my life treating HCV . Thankfully I have gotten a few laughs out of it and am so glad I wrote about what happened. Reading it now with almost all the drugs out of my system, with eyes that see life much clearer now, makes all of what happened seem like I was reading about someone else's life. Until yesterday. I guess I still have some lingering brain fog sx, problems with nouns, and somewhat of a sarcastic attitude but everyone I live with seems used to it. (or have they just tuned me out) Im sure all of this will pass. My brain fogs always seem to center around things of value. Lost money, mine and others, misplaced jewlry, car keys, leaving my car door open in a parking lot with my mac lap top just sitting there in the passenger seat waving at passers by..... on and on. Well the other day I had to take my dog to the vet and took my man wallet (one that my 94 year old client gave me after I dropped two twenty dollar bills by his kitchen table and was to embarrassed to ask about it (after I banged my head against the wall trying to figure out what happened to it. The next day when I saw him it was funny because I was just looking around funny like and he says, "loose somthin?" I just smiled and he handed me the wallet with the money in it and said " I think you could use this to keep your money together" You just have to have a sense of humor or you'll go nuts on this [email protected]
) Anyway, so I take my dog in with the man wallet in my back pocket, get the dog (christmas) all her shots etc., go to check out and go for the wallet, not there... Im like, $hit! Not again!!!! I think i'll run out to the car before she gets there to check me out, but unfortunately dont get out of the door fast enough and have to say "Be right back!" as Im poopin in my pants about the missing wallet. Put the dog in the car, look around no wallet. Rush back inside and now Im thinking, ok I have to say," can I go back to the room and look to see if I left my wallet back there", and as Im rushing in the door my toe catches the door jam, I go burst-flying, into the waiting room full of people and their pets, I mean forward propelled, land on knees hands stretched out and slid across the room... All my newly grown hair in slow mo is now landing in front. (kinda like IT) You coulda heard a pin drop in that room......HELL-O! I sure hope you have a surveillance camera in here! EVERYONE BURSTS OUT LAugHiNG!! The girls run around the counter and help me off the floor as I continue to lurch forward through the doorway down the hall, saying I think I left my wallet back here" Then one of the girls says, " Isnt that it in your back pocket?
Well, one more month to go for my 6 month post VL test. Lets hope all this subsides and I get back to my normal goofy self. My knees are stinging a bit today. See you in about 6 weeks with my news of SVR!!!!!!!! LMFAO!!