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Friday May 4, 2018 time: 0101
Sydney went outside for an hour today and came back in all sweaty, he took a shower and proceeded to work on his masks. I wish he would clean his room, but as his hoarding goes his therapist said he has to be the one who throws out his stuff or it will get worse. I did give him the task on working on a 2 foot section to at least get into his room. He did move things and came out with half a garbage bag full of items; perhaps tomorrow I can get him to clean another section in between his school work. His itty bitty pill, Risperdal medication does seem to help his moods lately, But today he said he hit his hand on a wall out of anger but would not elaborate on it, he said he would save it for the therapist and used my arm sling for a red knuckle. Today his backside continued to make music from yesterday's crock pot beans and sausage.

It was a bad pain day for me today. I slept 12 hours and got up in massive pain, I wore my hard neck brace till I got so hot I changed to the soft collar that made it worse.I had the shakes again (the second time this week) and will address this with my doctor. Is this due from nerve damage or pinching? Don't have a clue. It still amazed me that I am having fusion done after I was told my bones were too brittle, but after the degeneration moving up my spine I guess there was no other option. Today I felt like my head was just ready to fall off. I have applied for Social Security, I hate the fact that I have but my health has left me no alternatives at this point. Today I received a billion sheets questionnaire on my medical, past jobs, and who my first grade teacher was, I will send it back tomorrow in the postage paid mailer they sent with it shown here. Here toady, gone tomorrow.
My hand is healing nicely but I do not have full strength in it yet and was told that it may not fully recover. My thumb can't seem to get it's act together yet and I feel like a toeless monkey. My knitting sits here on the living room table as I look at it daily wondering if I should give it a go yet. Soon, but not yet. Every move I made today was at the pace of a turtle and I didn't attempt to do much more than make dinner. do dishes, fill out the forms, and lay around like a slug. Even sitting was uncomfortable and I should have used the time for prayer but Sydney kept coming in and hugging me, I knew God would understand.