Spoopy Mommy ®

My father passed away peacefully in his sleep on the wee early hours of Monday morning. I am sorry I have been away for so long. I have been having to take care of him and I somewhat forgot about this place for a bit. Please pray for the repose of his soul. I am doing Okay & my family is doing fine. Sadly we cant afford a funeral at a funeral home nor a burial, he is going to be cremated. A lot of this adulting stuff with paying bills and property taxes is new to me, I have been helping my mother understand it. I am still running D&D but currently in Karameikos on Mystara (an old school setting), its looking like I may have to become competent enough with some of the old school war gaming rules of BECMI. Lately I've been obsessed with it, and its given me somewhat of a schedule I can stick to & focus on aside from helping my father up to this point. I plan on going into Heating and Cooling by getting my HVAC certification, my existing CAD degree is useless and all the shops are going under so I need a career change (please pray for that as well). Hope to hear from so many of you wonderful people again.

A few days ago I was so tired I couldn't get out of bed to pick up the phone. Every time I stood up the room started to spin, so I just slept and slept. Every time I'd try to drink water, I'd get extremely ill. I tried to ignore the symptoms, but eventually I just couldn't once I passed the 48 hour mark without being able to keep water down, I just had to be seen. Well, it's a good thing I went. Soon after I got in, they admitted me for severe metabolic acidosis. There were a ton of ketones in my blood and my body has basically been living off itself. The doctor told me all my levels indicate starvation and malnutrition. My levels were so off it was insane. My doctor said if I hadn't come in things would've spiraled out of control and eventually killed me. I can't even remember how many medicines they gave me. Every few hours they had to give me something new to control this. I'm finally home and stable, but this definitely freaked me out for the long term. It's very easy to justify not drinking a lot because I'm simply used to it, but it never occurs to me how much this is destroying my body. I'm just exhausted from all the testing and blood work, I feel I could sleep for a week straight. When I think of what could have happened if I continued to just push through and ignore it... I'm just thankful something pushed me to go to the hospital even when I didn't feel like it, because that's largely why I'm still here.