Just a little structural Rot (metaphorically)

[aldersprig]

(A personal blog)
(warning: Depressing)


So it’s like this.

You live in an old house, and you know you always have to jiggle the handle. You don’t really think about it anymore. The house is standing. The heat usually works, the electricity is usually on, and the rent is cheap. You just have to jiggle the handle. And when there’s a storm you move stuff away from that spot by the window, and sometimes you go down and re-light the furnace. It’s not a young house, these things happen.

Your head hurts once in a while, and your joints ache when there’s a storm coming. You learned not to lift with your knees, but you can’t lift with your back, either, so mostly you don’t lift. You open doors with your forearm.

And then you find out there’s rot in your attic and it’s messing with everything else - the walls, the foundation, even that freaking heater. It’s why there’s a leak in the window and it’s even why the damn toilet handle needs jiggling.

Although you’re still not sure what’s up with the furnace.

Or with your joints.

But what you know is what you ignored because it was common place is suddenly, maybe, a critical failure.

And the carpenter is like, well, let’s poke one more hole in the attic and see what we can find out. Maybe it’s just something in your insulation.

Meanwhile, you’re like “so that’s where all those snakes came from. Can you do something about the furnace?”

It’s kind of getting cold in here.

Edited to add, on husband-person's suggestion:
I have a lot of tests, some really bad things it ISN'T, and no diagnosis. More tests incoming!

Comments

[wyste]

*hugs*

[aldersprig]

*hugs* <3

[wispfox]

*sympathy*

[(Anonymous)]

Not good :-( *hugs*

[(Anonymous)]

That shutsumon/Becka btw

[chanter1944]

Lynn, you're worrying me. Are you saying what I'm afraid you might be saying?

[aldersprig]

Well, it’s not a tumor.

Pretty much what I know so far is that it’s *not a stroke, *not cancer *not Lyme disease.

But there’s some mess going on and I don’t like it.

[(Anonymous)]

With all this talk of insulation I've been thinking something but I don't want to say it in case I jinx you :/

I hope it's something treatable

Becka

[chanter1944]

Nailed my first thought in one. Thank God it's not that, or the other two things you mentioned.

*so many hugs*

[aldersprig]

*hugs* Thank you. I was scared of that, too.

[rowyn]

With what Lut's been going through, and all the things that he just coped with for so long that we stopped thinking "this isn't normal" -- ugh. I feel you. :(

*hugs* I hope fixing the metaphorical insulation is all it takes!

[aldersprig]

*hugs* I hope we can just spray some foam and everything’ll work out!

[kelkyag]

<warm fuzzies and fusses>

[aldersprig]

<3 It will be okay. I deem it so. Just… gotta do some repair work?

[radiantfracture]

Sympathy and best hopes and great appreciation for a good extended metaphor.

[aldersprig]

Thank you, and thank you.

[clare_dragonfly]

:( ::hugs::

I hope they find a good way to fix it.

[aldersprig]

I don’t think it’s fixable, but I think it might be treatable. Or it’s nothing. *nervous shrugs* We’ll find out eventually.

[rix_scaedu]

*worried fluttering of hands and hopes that its something easily treatable*

*offers metaphorical tea because there's nothing else I can do.*

[aldersprig]

Thank you for the tea. <3 I’m still me, whatever happens.

[sauergeek]

One of my dorm-mates in college went through something like this. By one set of tests, he should've been dead long ago; by another, nothing was wrong with him. He's still around and doing good stuff, and so far as I know still — frustratingly — undiagnosed.

Here's best wishes for getting an answer, and, failing that, that you can keep doing what you want to do anyhow.

[aldersprig]

Thank you.

I’ve got some more tests coming up.

I also know it’s not lupus now…