Sunday, November 16, 2025 – Day 460

Sunday, November 16, 2025

Good morning, everyone!

I tooled around the neighborhood in the beast of a wheelchair yesterday. It was a beautiful, sunny day, and Cindy practically shoved me out the door—otherwise I would’ve missed it completely. It’s far too easy for me to stay inside and avoid the whole production required to get outdoors. A little sunshine goes a long way, and I’m sure the vitamin D did me some good. Thanks for pushing out of the house.

I got a question from my high school friend Carrie about book recommendations. She really liked Ordinary Grace, and the best part? She started the Prey series and already finished the first two books. Now I officially have a home for all 35 Prey books that were anonymously sent to me!

As for recommendations…well, I’m struggling. I’ve been trying to find a book or series that grabs me by the collar and won’t let me put it down. Cindy has become my personal librarian—she goes to the library and comes back with five new releases at a time. I’ve read a few, but none have reached “you must read this” status.

Right now I’m working through The Iron Storm, a Clive Cussler/Jack Du Brul novel from the Isaac Bell series. It’s set in France, 1917, and drops you right onto the front lines of WWI. I haven’t read many WWI books, so the setting really hooks me. Given enough time and enough books, something is bound to stick. But I’m open to suggestions…hint hint.

On the health front, I weighed myself and I’m up almost two pounds since my ALS Clinic visit. That’s the direction we want, but I’m not convinced it’s “real.” Could just be water weight, because I stay plenty hydrated these days. Honestly, it feels like all I do is take feedings and then run (more like…shuffle, hustle, lurch) to the bathroom every hour.

I am glad about the weight gain if it’s legit, but the nonstop urge to pee is wearing me out. Too much up-and-down, and I’m not always making it in time, so the laundry pile keeps growing. This is a serious unintended consequence, and something needs to change. I’m close to maxing out the meds that are supposed to help—they worked for about a month, but now we’re right back to DEFCON 1 every time my bladder wakes up.

I’ll stay with the nutrition plan and keep the inputs flowing, and the outputs doing the same…hopefully in the appropriate place. So I’ll stay close to a commode with a short, straight, unobstructed path until this problem gets resolved.

Have a great Sunday. Love you guys! ❤️