* Rain has flooded CS and RA again. Frighting pictures. I hope that this time the 15,000 households that are cut off electricity will be reconnected sooner than the last round.

* I'm feeling horrible. The cymbalta withdrawal is hell. And tomorrow I'm down to 30. And due to start the new med in the evening.

* why, yes, am terrified.

S. My mom went today along with my aunt, to consult with a neurologist. Because for weeks she is forgetting things and hearing voices and things.

They had convinced her to go through a diagnose, and it's confirmed - she has Alzheimer's disease. Her (and my mom's) worst fear.

And for once, I can't blame her for overreacting.

Oh god, I took a bath for the first time since...the wedding I think. My body hurts all over, and antongarou had had enough of my moaning and bitching about it - and at him. So he sort of ordered me in.

I could not sit still for more than ten minutes,but oh god, is that what it feels to have a back again? (instead of concrete cement). Nothing had ever eased my pains to such a degree. Even if it's short-termed, the relief is blessed.

Anyhow. Yesterday was quite, we rested and cleaned and nothing much more. I'm still not up to do any physical activity on account of the wound in my leg, but I'm better today, so I hope tomorrow to go back to normal activity.

Yesterday we have a bad scare with G. Poor cat has a bad ear infection, so, lucky us have to give him his med, in his ear, twice a day. Since he is not fond of it - to say it mildly - it has become somewhat of a world-war by now. With antongarou grabbing him, me trying to grab his head and apply the med, and G fighting for all his worth. And with him being slippery as a fish, it's...interesting.

So. We were looking for shortcuts. Yesterday we tried putting it in his ear while he was asleep, in just the right position. But we missed, it splashed his leg and he licked it clean and ran away.

A few minutes later I hear weird sounds from the living room. I Go over and check, and see my cat wiping at his mouth franticly, with foam all over him and more still coming out of his mouth. Both of us panicked.

My first instinct was to ask advice from Hagar. I didn't think that there may be a 24 hours emerg services for pets. I was so in panic that I even didn't see she is off line until a while later.

Than antongarou told me to google for the vet we took him to, and she did indeed has a 24 hours emerg service. They calmed us down, told us the med is only horribly bitter but not poisonous to him,so his reaction is just an attempt to get rid of it.

After that we changed his water, he drank half of it, and calmed down. But god, it was terrifying.

Meds and animals=joy.

I am quite unhappy about the rather evil combo of Nickel and Sugar diet. It really sucks, it's so limiting, and I really don't know that I can hold with both. Not both.

So far, I was able to find some creative replacements for some of my favorites; Canned Vine leaves, for example, those that are stuffed with rice - it's a favorite. And I can't eat now cause of the damn nickel thing. So, I bough the leaves in a jar, a glass jar, and we are making rice, and I will try to make this way my own stuffed vine leaves. And cheese - I am taking a 10% cheese and mixing it with a 0.5 cheese to make a more interesting mix.

But. .

Fish; Sushi; sea food; tomatoes; canned baby corn that I love so much; and a host of other things I am not supposed to eat, and it's freaking me out like Whoa.

I am already cutting corners, after a week only - already I ate tomatoes today, for example, and a few other things out of this list. (no canned things, though, or sea food or fish.) Those were miner deviations. But.

I will try to move to a stronger Antihistamines med and will see if it will help. And I will not use a shaving knife again even if it's not over by Wednesday - the wax can't make it any worse than the shaving knife that contains nickel in large amounts.

Just - this whole combo sucks like hell. Am really unhappy about this.

So, now the question is – is there any use of taking Meirav to a personal talk, and explaining to her just how many days and hours I have worked here, despite pain that would have sent others home or even to a hospital? I don’t think she is aware. Of how many times I have gritted my teeth, and hang on by the fingernails to complete my shift, despite crippling pain, fatigue , epilepsy attacks , depression, and whatsoever.

I don’t know if it will do more harm than good. But this present situation is actually hurtful to me, cause I genially liked her, I thought she approved of me, and feel…bad when she is acting so petti and using guilt-games with me.

Am at work right now. Had a visit to the lung doctor. Was impressed by the fact that he actually took the time to talk with me, question me, and explain things. ( The Haifa doctor treated me as if I am a five years old at best. She was nice, but did not listen, and directed her answers to my father, rather than me. It was patronizing and condescending and I did not like it.)

The short line - he thinks it is probably asthma but is not yet sure, so I am to to another test ( בדיקת תגר סימפונות

Meanwhile, he recommended that I use the Symbicrot inhalator daily. antongaru objects to this, since this inhalator contains steroids. I say, wait for the test results and than see. But if there will be a deterioration I will start using it in the hope of preventing another massive attack.

And it's 4 minuets to minutes to the siren. Time to go.