So much is going on, I decided to start a journal.   Much of my life is online and I’m often amazed when I read about gardening experiments or local events I had completely forgotten.

My brain feels like an old and very full hard drive.  Sometimes it takes days to remember something.

I’ve been so low energy lately and realized today that it might be because of the at least 20 conenose bug bites. At least 5 on my right little finger and ring finger, a bunch of my back, on both arms, left foot, both legs … Unreal.  I’ve gotten bitten before, but not like that.

Fortunately, I have my herbal no-itch healing salve.  Without it, I scratch until I got large bloody scabs.  Those bites itch so bad, and I just can’t stop scratching.

I’ve left the door open a lot at night lately for my old dog Andy (RIP).     A few nights ago I caught a kissing bug in my bed and I already spread DE on the bed frame and stuck some yellow sticky paper on it.    Last night I had one on my leg while sitting at my desk!  They are fairly easy to catch and I flushed it down the toilet.

Just ordered a mosquito tent for the bed.  We can use it in summer for outdoor sleeping.

Yesterday I took water to the rental and started cleaning.  It was 94 F in the house.  VRBO still hasn’t paid me for my last guests’ extra day.

Also got my mail (Saturday 6/14/24) and received a DES letter dated and postmarked 6/4/24 for “Mid-Approval Contact by 6/17/24.”  That’s tomorrow.  I’ve pleaded with them to email notices because sometimes I only make the 20 mile roundtrip to the post office every 10 days or so.  And, I’m certain they wait several days to mail the letters, they’re doing all they can to frustrate and stress us.

If I don’t feel any better tomorrow, I’ll pass.  I can’t deal with their phone abuse, the often failing verifications, idiotic robots, and excessive hold times to maybe eventually get to one of these imbeciles, but more likely get disconnected again.  Don’t get me started on their NOT WORKING website.  Don’t feel like having a heart attack or stroke tomorrow.  My blood pressure goes up just thinking about these thugs.

Am planning on posting and organizing the countless documents pertaining to my ordeal with AHCCCS / DES here.  I have boxes full of letters to scan and upload.  Once I can see better.

Still don’t have glasses and can’t use contacts for my left eye.   It’s ok for waterhauling and local roads, but I wouldn’t want to drive in Vegas like that.  Am still lacking perspective.   Walking around without focusing is best.   Next eye appointment Tuesday.

I tripped over an extension cord earlier, but fortunately was moving so slow, I didn’t fall.  Feel like I’m 85 years old.