Pheo Journey for Skye Day 4

 I felt better about my situation on Friday, but then Saturday came.  At first, I was hopeful about getting up early.  All I did the night before was sleep.  My feet didn’t look swollen, which I use as a indication that my BP is high.  When my BP is high, the light headed dizziness is a hint too. Sometimes, my fingers and arms go numb and tingle.

Ready to take on the day and get paid from my Rasta guy was the plan for Saturday.  Then, I would go home and work on my Pheo dairy and daughter journal.  It seems like I’m just collecting videos.  Not so sadly enough, my Saturday went weird and ended reflective.  First, I locked myself out of my home.  Matt took on a rare Sat. work gig, doing landscaping.  He wouldn’t return till 4pm.  Second, my Rasta guy didn’t show. 

So, I didn’t get paid.  I went over to Jarvis, a young friend of mine.  I feel I rely on her for support too much.  As a young person, under 30, your life shouldn’t be caught up in a person’s life with a serious condition such as mine.  Sometimes, she feels like family, but she’s not and I should not put more on her more than I would expect from my own family.  Jarvis’s well appreciated support got me to thinking I need more family support.  Later that day, I got a call from my cousin, Ralphie.  I was in the middle of doing some retail therapy, when Ralphie called to ask questions.  He told me that I would be the one in the family to get a rare disease.  Ralph said the family in Texas is down for me and will find a way to be there for me, because we’re family.  The moment felt like a episode of "Soulfood" that use to be on one of those cable stations I could never afford to watch.  But, I do keep up with good ethnically cultural based acting.  I don't believe in over watching tv.  Matt finally called me when he got home.  But, by the time I got home, my BP was up from all the walking.

I don’t know what it was, but it was very high, cause my head was hurting and my feet looked can hams.  I started to tingle all over and I felt like I was going to pass out, so I laid down and took a nap for 3hrs.  I got up feeling better.  That's what they call having a spell, in pheo world.  I eat a normal meal, cause I really didn’t eat much, except a little shrimp fried rice.  I eat all the shrimp, then put up the rice.  So, after feeling better, I played dress up and went to the mall to shop for a frock to wear to the hospital.  I found something on the clearance rack at Macy's and had a discount coupon from Jarvis.  I have my Mom's nack for finding clothing items for less than $10 or $15 at major department stores.  I found a pair of designer slippers for $3.(big steal of a deal)  I felt that by shopping I would feel better about having the surgery that I fear so much.  I’m trying to not let it show, but I know I won’t be able to hold in my fears for too long.  When I came home, Matt was sleeping.  I got on the net and found myself watching a very informative youtube from some young man explaining the history and defining pheochromocytoma.  Even though the film was low light and clearly out of a young guy's apartment, he explained himself in a way I could understand. Check him out; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tSO-Rtd_2nM

Pheo will wait for another day.

Here is my Youtube; http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5t_Yuy9vg28