Yesterday (Friday) we decided to go to the wedding reception for Kyle Westover, the son of Melanie, our niece. We knew it would be an opportunity to see some of the family that we don't see very often so we took the long ride to Tooele. I don't remember ever being there before, but it sure seems like a nice place. I can tell it must be growing bigger than it used to be because of all the new homes and businesses. I can understand why people are moving there, with the beautiful view of the lake and the mountains, secluded in the valley like it is. I was impressed.
By the way, I went all the way to Tooele and back home without falling asleep on the ride!
We stopped in Provo to see Dad on our way up. I was thrilled to see him sit himself up to the side of the bed, stand up to the walker, and walk down the hallway. I think he is walking better now than he did last February. It looks like he should be able to get home soon. I know they are waiting for the wound-vac to get done doing its thing, and for him to be doing more on his physical daily care like showering, etc. But I don't see that it should be any problem for him at home. I know we all have different thoughts and feelings about that, but after seeing him yesterday I am very hopeful that he will be able to take care of himself better than before. Yes, I understand that we will need to check to be sure there is food, house care, etc, but I know we can do it. What I saw was encouraging.
Today Garth and I are striping and waxing the floors at Magnusons. It is pretty much in exchange for a wooden shed we want to purchase from them. We decided to put up a larger shed in the garden area, so we can move things out of the storage shed and save ourselves some money. It will pay for itself within two years by saving the money that is going out for the storage unit. We dug up the tomatoes and planted them in pots. Now we need to tear down the old metal shed and get ready to build.
I have now been off the prednisone for 6 days and I am starting to feel the effects.
My knees and ankles really ache when I get up to walk, but after a few steps I don't walk quite as crippled. Breathing is a bit more labored with the peak flow down 50 points from 350 on a good day to about 298 last night. I am hoping it doesn't get much less before I see the doctor on Tuesday.
We travel to Logan on Tuesday to see Dr. Walker, a specialist that was recommended by Dr. Labrum. I called the specialists in this end of the state but couldn't get in for at least 4 months. When I called Dr. Walker they got me an appointment in 2 weeks. I hope he is able to piece together all my silly little symptoms and come up with some reason for all of them. I guess I just really want a diagnosis so I can justify being on prednisone forever. I know it is such a wonder-drug but also has so many hard side-effects. But it sure improves my quality of life. But also don't want my life cut short because of it. The weight gain has been the worst of all! I didn't need to gain any more than I already have!
We are sorry so many of our family have been sick with the flu. The Browns and the Gales seem to be hit hard. I will stay away for a few weeks, thank you. We pray for everyone to be getting better soon.
Happy Father's Day to everyone!
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