January 9th, 2018

On a scale of 1 to 10

I started tracking my days - my lungs and my swims - when I got the plague the first week in December. A 10 is a great day, no issues with shortness of breath. A 10 is a great swim, no stopping at the pool ends.

Today's swim was a fucking 11. The water was a little chillier than normal and when I first got in, it kind of sucked the breath out of me which was a little concerning for the first half lap but then, after that, it was glorious. Just easy. It felt so good. I was even faster than normal! I did 2050 yards in 65 minutes. That's a very good time for me. And really it just felt amazing. I'm going to be one crushed kitty if, after the prednisone, I can never swim like that again. But, at least I had today.

It is absolutely ridiculous how much joy I get from opening the stupid refrigerator door now. It's so pretty and shiny and organized in there. Never ever again will I let it get that groady.

My sister-in-law is not coming with my brother tomorrow. He's coming for 6 fun filled days. She may come later or not. But he will be here tomorrow afternoon and I'm quite excited. He really needs a vacation and I've got one for him. I have a list of fun places to eat. I have a list of things that I need him to help me with around the house. Plus, we just have fun together and I plan a lot of that.

So today I have a top to finish sewing, laundry to do, walking to do. Tomorrow the house cleaner comes, I need to pick up the key to the AirBnB. (It works out fine for him to stay here but we already have the Air BnB paid for and, I suspect, he will enjoy some alone time. It's just down the block from here.)

I think I'll go open the fridge and look ... again.

Getting stuff done

I am trying to max out my prednisone high here. I did laundry and put it all away. I finished my top and made a scarf/cowl to match. And then I went out for a walk. It was a really good one.

BUT, I wore my old crocs and quickly realized that the socks/liners were done. Past their prime. I have no idea where in the heck I put that pattern so I just started from scratch. My from scratch are better than any I made from someone else's pattern! Fortunately I was smart enough to trace the pieces onto paper before I sewed them together so now I have a new pattern that I know works and they are very comfy.

Then I finally sewed a snap/button onto the coat I made weeks ago and wear a lot No more flapping in the breeze! Now it's almost 3 and I still have plenty of time for another little walk.

The house is tidy enough for the house cleaner tomorrow. I got a sandwich while I was out before but only ate half of it so I have another half for dinner and may combine that with a bowl of cereal. I will be eating fancy and fine for the next 6 days, I'm cool with low-keying it tonight.

I feel organized and ready. And happy to be breathing.

I'm running low on my albuterol inhaler so I opened up a new one - figure one in the living room, one in the bathroom. Anyhow, they have made some lovely upgrades to the form factor. Nice. And this one feels like it is a turbo inhaler. Probably my imagination but I'm fine with better breathing through psychosomatics.

I think I'll suck down a hit and go see what's new around the block.