One Thing after Another

Sometimes I feel as if my life is like the Meyer lemon tree in my backyard — heavy with lemons. I started the month with getting my MS infusion. Almost immediately when I git in the car, my threat started hurting.

I was not worried because sore throats are a common side effect & I have had them other times. The alert reader will note that this is also a symptom of colds, or of Omnicron. So I spent four days trying to get answers from the drug manufacturer, my neurologist, and the Internet. The result was to go to an urgent care place & get tested for COVID.

But the results from them didn’t come back for 8 days. Yes, you read that right. But I took an at home test six days earlier and it was positive. Everyone else at home had it too. No fun.

We were all COVID-free by Jan 24. So last week, I was so happy because I could finally get back to normal amounts of work.

Lemons were not through with me. Last Tuesday my power wheelchair quit working. Wednesday I called the manufacturer and had to book a video appointment, which was on Thursday. But they got it wrong. It’s been rescheduled for today.

Who knows how long after that I’ll be moving on my own again?

So I cannot move without help. Someone has to move me everywhere: the bathroom, to get thread, and on and on. As a result, most of the things I would like to do I can’t complete. It’s wildly frustrating.

Maybe by next week I’ll be able to live some kind if life & be back to posting.

Sorry for the rant, I’m just too frustrated to think.

Update: I did finally have my wheelchair call. It turns out that the pigtail connection from the joystick had come loose & the joystick died. The new joystick will arrive on Wednesday. And I’ll ship back the old joystick, they will repair it for free & send it back, so I will have a spare.

I should be back to normal by mid-week.