Meh… I took a nap a while after the jelly experiment. My father and sister arrived not too long after. They went to Boerne with my brother to look at cars. I woke up about three to four hours later and they were still gone… that night they got me pizza.
I stayed up all night after that and put my dad’s Father’s day card out for him around four in the morning. Come nine, I brush my teeth, tried out that Gel-Kam and decide to lie down since I cannot drink anything for thirty minutes after using the stuff. I fell asleep… and I slept for about a day.
Sunday night my eldest brother came down for dinner and to see Dad on Father’s day. I remember my dad coming in about dinner, but I conked out right after. Then he came back again to tell me to say goodbye to my brother. I did not even realize he had come until then.
It was that time I found out just how weak my body was. I stumbled out of bed and was wobbly when on my feet. I said goodbye to him, waited until he left the house and then retreated to my room again. I fell asleep once more.
I woke up around four or five this morning. I got up to take a shower. After that I said good morning to my dad. Poor guy. We never really did see each other during his time here. I kept apologizing for that too.
My mom was up and I collapsed onto a chair in her room. I spoke to her about how I was feeling and the like. She is worried about me losing more weight. She told me my weakness was due to not eating for two days. I respond that it was not like I was trying not to eat. If she knew a way to eat and sleep at the same time, then I could have done something.
Eventually we leave her room. She feeds that cats and gets my meds, I look for something to eat. I snack on a roll until I can manage some more strength to actually make something. Pretty pathetic, I slumped down onto the floor and let my hand rest palm up on the kitchen floor to hold the roll when I was not bringing it to my mouth.
I finally rise to get something of an actual meal. I paused in “mid-struggle†to get something from a high cabinet. My mom offers to get something for me. I list to her what is up there and ask her to choose. She grabbed the soup. So, the soup was cooking, I started some laundry and put up some plates, I think.
When the soup was ready, I took it to the kitchen table, slouched down and ate. It was pathetic there too. Wielding a fork was tiring and I would think wryly that if weaker I’d likely have to rely on someone to feed me. The soup sucked too. I figure it was the low sodium.
After taking forever to eat, I finally finished and plunked the bowl into the sink. I believe I retreated to my mom’s room then and plopped down on the chair once more. My dad soon finished his shower and getting ready and came in to wake my sister up. They get ready and then headed for the door. My mom and I followed. I crouched while my mom stood in the driveway and saw them leave. After that I meandered into my mother’s room with her. I ended up falling asleep in there.
I woke up around ten later and rose. I did a bit of laundry and put up the dishes. I ended up going to my room and slept the rest of the day. I woke up at