We're Falling Apart

So I had an unofficial week off my Salesforce training program due to successfully passing the Salesforce Admin exam on my 1st go-round and gaining my 1st Salesforce certification.    Can I give myself a *woop woop*?    I think I just did.   The second half of my training starts this week and I'm officially going to study Tableau which is one of the top data analytic tools out there.    So I'm eagerly looking forward to adding that skill to my experience in addition to ideally obtaining a second cert of Tableau Desktop Specialist.

Dom had another one of his conventions that he wanted me to go with him to that happened to fall on my unofficial off week.    I of course wasn't too keen on going since it's not my bag and it brought on new worries about the house.   I was concerned that if I didn't pass my Salesforce Admin that I would have to focus on studying for that as well.  I also wasn't looking forward to being stuck in a train for almost a whole day and wearing a mask.    

Well obviously I passed the cert so I didn't have that fear pass.   Thankfully the house was still in one piece when we returned from our nearly week long trip to Washington D.C.    I survived being stuck in the train though we both really need to get a COV-ID test this week with all our potential exposures on the train and during the convention.    Hell I've been blowing my nose constantly since I've been back.   Even though we've gotten two shots of the Pfizer drug (which has officially been approved by the FDA), vaccinated folks are still susceptible.   

But one new worry has been becoming obvious.   Unfortunately it's a worry that may not go away anytime soon.   Dom has been slowing down lately.   One of the things that we enjoy doing together is walking.    Dom always prided himself on being able to easily move around and has said that if he ever can't walk again to just shoot him.

So we had to take the Southshore train to downtown to then walk over to Union Station.   We make it downtown fine but then I notice as I'm walking that Dom is lagging farther behind.   Sure he packed the world for this trip but that's never slowed him down before.   It became more apparent as we were making our way down the Pedway that Dom was down for the count.    I was worried that we wouldn't make it to our Amtrak.    We made it with less than five minutes to spare.

It was the same throughout the trip.    Dom's feet have become quite swollen as well.    Also he's been having painful cramps in his hands and feet that debilitate him for seconds at a time.    He suspects it may be dehydration and has been upping his water intake.   Having diabetes is no joke.

I worry about Dom because he's constantly taking anti-inflammation and anti-diarrhea drugs.  It makes me wonder about the long-term effects of them.

I don't know what we can do.   He's not really open to my suggestions (granted I don't know all the answers...I like to think I do...*LOL*.).    Even though we're not officially married I am with Dom for better or worse.   I'm praying we can get through this.