Grump Central Archive: Week of 14 June 2020

Saturday, 20 June 2020

I'm still reveling in the views without the camper. The last time I could enjoy seeing this was December 2013; for more images like this, see the new page on the home site.

Friday, 19 June 2020

I'll be honest: I don't think I have much time left. Sure, I could be wrong, and I might live for many months to come. But I have a sense deep in my bones that's just not going to happen. My blood pressure is still dropping (90/84), and that's after quitting the hypertension meds. I'm vaguely dizzy most of the time, I'm having trouble concentrating, I'm perpetually fatigued, and I'm losing my appetite. That doesn't sound encouraging.

Thursday, 18 June 2020

This afternoon our favorite local watering hole will be opening their patio to serve dinner. And of course there's a 50% chance of rain. Well, I don't care—I'll be there, with friends, rain or shine!

Wednesday, 17 June 2020

Yesterday was nearly as bad as the day I went to the hospital in February. Except this time my BP was too low instead of too high—not unusual for my condition. As the heart muscle deteriorates, it can't pump as much blood, and the BP begins to drop. Basically it means the end is looming closer. And I'm OK with that. Why didn't I go back to the hospital? Because I know what would happen, and I'm not OK with that. I'm a serious proponent of death with dignity: no resuscitation or life support for me. And the only way to "fix" me would involve major invasive surgery I don't want, requiring major funds I don't have.

Tuesday, 16 June 2020

The weather continues to be glorious. We're headed for summer in a few days, and this is amazingly spring-like weather: low 70s, low humidity, crystal blue skies.

Monday, 15 June 2020

It's amazing how much better the house and property look without the camper in the side yard—it's far less objectionable sitting in the driveway. With the weather this week being simply phenomenal, I hope to get the siding on the front of the house stained.

Sunday, 14 June 2020

The Yin and Yang of the Universe, as I've often noted, won't allow me to enjoy good experiences without bad. To balance out the joy of having the camper gone, it would seem Katie, a.k.a. Mommy, is no more. She's taken "vacations" before, but usually for just a week at most, never for over a month. So, she's either found greener pastures or, more likely, had a fatal run-in with a wild creature. The last image I'd taken of her, above (together with Bobby, foreground), was captured on 20 April 2020. R.I.P. Katie.

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