Morning comes so quickly! I think next weekend is the time change, too. Yeesh.
The past week was quiet for me at work, the usual. I have no worries anymore about working with LadyDoc--she is excitable, for lack of a better term, and that is just her nature. She is a classic Type A, micromanager, and The Boss. When she wants something done, we quietly, respectfully say "Yes, Ma'am." (Well, RN and I don't say that, but CMA does. We say, "OK, Doc.") She just wants her way. And she has a right to ask. If it sounds rude and abrupt, it's not personal. I know that, we all know that. We roll our eyes--not in front of her-- and do what she wants.
My doc--well, my doc is a sweetheart. I'm so grateful every single day that I work with him, that I am his CMA. His manner is so different, so patient, and he would be utterly shocked if he thought anyone was afraid of him.
This week there's the final birthday potluck of the year, and I am bringing the inevitable deviled eggs, along with my birthday offering. It happens to be held on Halloween, but this year I'm not "feeling it", as they say; I'm not dressing up or anything. I have a Fall-themed scrub top and will wear that. Enough. Makes my life a lot easier. Whatever I can do to lessen stress is what I'm doing.
J's still having severe issues with his foot. Monday morning he called his insurance company, and they got him in with a podiatrist on Wednesday afternoon. Amazing. Diagnosis is peroneal tendonitis. He received a cortisone injection into that foot, and a prednisone dose pack, and some diclofenac gel to use four times daily, along with the reminder to ICE it a lot. Is he doing so? Not as much as he should be, but he is trying.
That day his insurance company also set him up with an appt with a prospective new PCP. So he is looking forward to that. And he also has an upcoming appt with a new dentist; he will be getting an estimate on dentures. It's a huge step to consider, but sometimes it costs more to repair existing partial bridges (which he currently has) than it would be to pull all his teeth and go with dentures. We'll see.
We'd need to pull money from the IRA account to do that. That's not inexpensive, but it would fix a lot of his discomfort when eating; and he finally admitted to me just last night that he feels self-conscious about the appearance of his teeth. He's never ever said that before. His youngest son's wedding is next July, and he would like to go. So we are starting now to consider how to finance that trip. If his teeth looked good, that would be a big boost to his anxiety over going to that wedding and seeing all his relatives.
Sophie, the new dog, seems to be experiencing a rapid increase in her cataract-blind eye; I don't know how that is possible, but she is bumping into things more, and three times now has walked right into the pool, again. She hasn't done that since her first week with us.
I wonder if some of this disorientation might be due to the construction work going on in the sun room; it's all torn apart and things have been moved around so J can be installing the insulation and drywall. She has to walk through that room to get outside to the pool deck, which leads out to the yard. So we have put the pool noodles around the edge of the pool again. Poor baby. Her mood is fine, and she is a sweet and loving dog, especially bonded to J. She sleeps by his side of the bed, and is always near him as he is working around the house.
Sis and BIL came over last night for dinner; we hadn't gotten together for two weeks and dearly missed each other. MissS was babysitting and couldn't make it, but she came for dinner last Wednesday night, when we got caught up with her. It was wonderful to see her then, and wonderful to see Sis and BIL. They have a lot of traveling in their future, so it'll be awhile before we all are together again.
I heard an ad on the radio last week which made me laugh, coming from OR with its completely different climate: "Fall's finally here!! It's time for planting! Come to the Garden Center and see what's available!" I don't think I'll ever get used to thinking of Fall as the time to plant...
Must get going on my errands...TYG
Sunday, October 27, 2019
Sunday, October 20, 2019
Sunday
This morning J is working on the sun room, getting it ready for the second phase. The new door is in place, and working like a charm. Next step is to put up drywall all around the lower half of the room instead of the paneling that was here before. Once that's in place we'll either just paint, or ... not sure if there'll be another layer of anything. I'm liking the idea of just paint. Far simpler and more affordable. We learned this week that the previous door was installed in August of 1971. Hasn't been touched since.
Of course only half the room is being done: the other half is covered with the low book shelves J built when we moved in, which are lining the perimeter, and the china cabinet/hutch. Now he is talking about re-arranging that room entirely. So we are in discussion on what that might look like.
Yesterday was dark, cloudy, and rainy off and on day. We'd had a lot of rain, thunder, and lightning during the night. We went to my meeting in the morning; J sometimes comes along if there is not going to be any flying due to weather. It's always a good meeting!
We've started a new book. I think we'll be on this one for the next several years; so far we have (in two meetings) gotten just 4 paragraphs read, 2 in each meeting. Then the reader stops and comments, then someone else comments, and then we are off. For the next hour that train of thought rambles, but generally sticks to the topic raised in the paragraph. It took 3 and a half years to get through the previous book, and this one is much bigger! Anyway it's all good.
J's hearing aid batteries chose that morning to die on the way to the meeting. Must get into the habit of bringing extra batteries everywhere...he heard some of the speakers, but not all. Still he enjoys it a lot. Then we came right home, and I continued working on my sewing, and then did some coloring.
Meanwhile he was working on preparations again for the work today. (Apparently BIL is coming to take J to Home Depot or Lowe's to pick up some drywall. At some point.) Later we got ready to go out for dinner with my Sponsee and her husband.
We met them at a new-to-us place, called San Diego Grill. We loved it: very casual yet well-priced, great service, delicious food. And then Sponsee and J and I walked over to the theater and the husband went home (he had worked that day), and we saw Springsteen's new film "Western Stars". That turned out to be a film of his recent album: it was like a concert in that he and an orchestra played each song in order, but in between there were shots of him, or footage of him driving through the Joshua Tree National Park, or walking with a horse, or him as a young man first starting out, etc. He would introduce each song by describing what he thought it was about, what he was thinking, what he was trying to get across, and then the scene would shift, and he and the orchestra would go into the song. He recorded this in a 100year old barn on his property, which he modified to make it the ideal place for presenting this. It was like a theater/small night club, with gorgeous sound. Amazing.
There were about 25 of us in the theater, and we three were overwhelmed. We loved it. So beautifully done and filmed and written and played. The music was soaringly, achingly lush. Like nothing he's done before. Sponsee hadn't heard any except two of the songs, and J had heard some but didn't realize it was Springsteen. Both of them just Fell In Love with the music. Sponsee is a huge fan, just like me, but due to technical issues she hasn't had a chance to listen to the new album on which this is based. I think she will find a way, now. I keep hearing it in my brain, a few songs in particular.
Both J and I now have foot issues, oddly enough. His is bad enough that he actually went to the ER Monday, thinking it was broken. After xrays there was no fracture found, but that doesn't show soft tissue damage. He was advised ice, elevate, keep it wrapped. The same advice I'd been suggesting, which he'd been pretty much ignoring...they also referred him to a podiatrist.
Mine is the left foot, his is the right. Mine is more underneath my heel, and the lateral area. So tender, for some reason. Difficult to walk on or put pressure on.
When he went to the Dr's office Monday in severe pain, they couldn't work him in but suggested he drive out to DeLand, which is a good half hour from here to their UrgentCare. (The heck with that. He went to the ER. It took longer, but he was having too much pain to drive. ) But! They also notified him his PCP had left, and he was being assigned to a new one. This will be his 4th PCP in almost two years. He is fed up with this particular practice, and has decided to look for a new group. Sometimes with his Medicare supplement it is hard to find people to take that plan, so I hope this time is better.
Also, a piece of his front tooth chipped off yesterday. This is something else he is doing tomorrow: contacting his insurance to see what if any dental benefits he has as far as dentures go. Probably nothing, but you never know...we didn't expect any hearing aid benefit either.
During the work week life was calm. Coworker CMA made it back on Monday, complaining of a severe headache most of the day, which was understandable (after an MVA where she hit someone's back end) . She got a different muscle relaxer from her PCP, and that helped. She was as cheerful and energetic as usual the rest of the week, back to her normal. She ended up getting a new car, because hers had so much damage it would have cost more to repair than it was worth.
A new front office person started on Wednesday, finally. So the burnt-out person will be training her for awhile, and then we'll see if that helps enough for her to get over her burn-out, or if she will really leave. The new person seems just fine. Thank god. She seems calm and steady, just the sort we need more of.
I made it to the gym twice this week despite not wanting to, lol. And I had my visit with my PCP. I thought it would be only for my BP, kind of a hi-and-goodbye, everything's good, see you in a year. Well, maybe because she had a med student with her, but this turned out to be a cover-every-single-issue visit. Since J was there with me, I would give my response, and then my PCP would turn to him and say, "Is this true from your perspective, J?" She was kind of joking, but also wanting his input. I guess she thinks I downplay some symptoms, and I admit I do sometimes. Mainly because I do have some knowledge and I know there are limits to what I can expect as far as improvement in certain areas. So why complain?
We covered my BP (excellent since I'm on meds), headaches (still constant, but much less intense, and generally more manageable except for frequent flares), recent stomach issues (including the results of the endoscopy and colonoscopy and all the labs that were done prior), weight ( congrats on weight watchers membership and to continue that, plus discussion on what an "ideal" weight should be for me), and stress (both from office and from home). It was intense.
I was the last patient of the day, and we ended up spending about 40minutes in that appt. And I still have to go back for an annual physical exam, but I have that scheduled for next month. All in all it went very well.
I'm going to head out to the grocery store shortly and get that done, and then I'm staying home. Maybe it will be warm enough to get in the pool later.
TYG
Of course only half the room is being done: the other half is covered with the low book shelves J built when we moved in, which are lining the perimeter, and the china cabinet/hutch. Now he is talking about re-arranging that room entirely. So we are in discussion on what that might look like.
Yesterday was dark, cloudy, and rainy off and on day. We'd had a lot of rain, thunder, and lightning during the night. We went to my meeting in the morning; J sometimes comes along if there is not going to be any flying due to weather. It's always a good meeting!
We've started a new book. I think we'll be on this one for the next several years; so far we have (in two meetings) gotten just 4 paragraphs read, 2 in each meeting. Then the reader stops and comments, then someone else comments, and then we are off. For the next hour that train of thought rambles, but generally sticks to the topic raised in the paragraph. It took 3 and a half years to get through the previous book, and this one is much bigger! Anyway it's all good.
J's hearing aid batteries chose that morning to die on the way to the meeting. Must get into the habit of bringing extra batteries everywhere...he heard some of the speakers, but not all. Still he enjoys it a lot. Then we came right home, and I continued working on my sewing, and then did some coloring.
Meanwhile he was working on preparations again for the work today. (Apparently BIL is coming to take J to Home Depot or Lowe's to pick up some drywall. At some point.) Later we got ready to go out for dinner with my Sponsee and her husband.
We met them at a new-to-us place, called San Diego Grill. We loved it: very casual yet well-priced, great service, delicious food. And then Sponsee and J and I walked over to the theater and the husband went home (he had worked that day), and we saw Springsteen's new film "Western Stars". That turned out to be a film of his recent album: it was like a concert in that he and an orchestra played each song in order, but in between there were shots of him, or footage of him driving through the Joshua Tree National Park, or walking with a horse, or him as a young man first starting out, etc. He would introduce each song by describing what he thought it was about, what he was thinking, what he was trying to get across, and then the scene would shift, and he and the orchestra would go into the song. He recorded this in a 100year old barn on his property, which he modified to make it the ideal place for presenting this. It was like a theater/small night club, with gorgeous sound. Amazing.
There were about 25 of us in the theater, and we three were overwhelmed. We loved it. So beautifully done and filmed and written and played. The music was soaringly, achingly lush. Like nothing he's done before. Sponsee hadn't heard any except two of the songs, and J had heard some but didn't realize it was Springsteen. Both of them just Fell In Love with the music. Sponsee is a huge fan, just like me, but due to technical issues she hasn't had a chance to listen to the new album on which this is based. I think she will find a way, now. I keep hearing it in my brain, a few songs in particular.
Both J and I now have foot issues, oddly enough. His is bad enough that he actually went to the ER Monday, thinking it was broken. After xrays there was no fracture found, but that doesn't show soft tissue damage. He was advised ice, elevate, keep it wrapped. The same advice I'd been suggesting, which he'd been pretty much ignoring...they also referred him to a podiatrist.
Mine is the left foot, his is the right. Mine is more underneath my heel, and the lateral area. So tender, for some reason. Difficult to walk on or put pressure on.
When he went to the Dr's office Monday in severe pain, they couldn't work him in but suggested he drive out to DeLand, which is a good half hour from here to their UrgentCare. (The heck with that. He went to the ER. It took longer, but he was having too much pain to drive. ) But! They also notified him his PCP had left, and he was being assigned to a new one. This will be his 4th PCP in almost two years. He is fed up with this particular practice, and has decided to look for a new group. Sometimes with his Medicare supplement it is hard to find people to take that plan, so I hope this time is better.
Also, a piece of his front tooth chipped off yesterday. This is something else he is doing tomorrow: contacting his insurance to see what if any dental benefits he has as far as dentures go. Probably nothing, but you never know...we didn't expect any hearing aid benefit either.
During the work week life was calm. Coworker CMA made it back on Monday, complaining of a severe headache most of the day, which was understandable (after an MVA where she hit someone's back end) . She got a different muscle relaxer from her PCP, and that helped. She was as cheerful and energetic as usual the rest of the week, back to her normal. She ended up getting a new car, because hers had so much damage it would have cost more to repair than it was worth.
A new front office person started on Wednesday, finally. So the burnt-out person will be training her for awhile, and then we'll see if that helps enough for her to get over her burn-out, or if she will really leave. The new person seems just fine. Thank god. She seems calm and steady, just the sort we need more of.
I made it to the gym twice this week despite not wanting to, lol. And I had my visit with my PCP. I thought it would be only for my BP, kind of a hi-and-goodbye, everything's good, see you in a year. Well, maybe because she had a med student with her, but this turned out to be a cover-every-single-issue visit. Since J was there with me, I would give my response, and then my PCP would turn to him and say, "Is this true from your perspective, J?" She was kind of joking, but also wanting his input. I guess she thinks I downplay some symptoms, and I admit I do sometimes. Mainly because I do have some knowledge and I know there are limits to what I can expect as far as improvement in certain areas. So why complain?
We covered my BP (excellent since I'm on meds), headaches (still constant, but much less intense, and generally more manageable except for frequent flares), recent stomach issues (including the results of the endoscopy and colonoscopy and all the labs that were done prior), weight ( congrats on weight watchers membership and to continue that, plus discussion on what an "ideal" weight should be for me), and stress (both from office and from home). It was intense.
I was the last patient of the day, and we ended up spending about 40minutes in that appt. And I still have to go back for an annual physical exam, but I have that scheduled for next month. All in all it went very well.
I'm going to head out to the grocery store shortly and get that done, and then I'm staying home. Maybe it will be warm enough to get in the pool later.
TYG
Sunday, October 13, 2019
Sunday
This morning I'm potting my baby shrimp plants in some gorgeous ceramic pots I found at Lowe's yesterday on clearance. This weekend I'm also checking off a lot from my to-do list: grooming the dogs after their baths Friday, cleaning out the fridge, laundry, and MissS is coming over later today.
Yesterday the new slider door was installed. Feels like it's been a looong process. J and the installer worked on it from noon until after 5:30, but it is finally done, and by a professional. Installing new doors is not J's strong suit, although he can do almost anything else in a house (except electrical). I'm so proud of him for backing off and "just" being the assistant here.
At one point I heard the installer Bob say, "Hold on, is that a load bearing wall??" That worried me, big time. The next thing I heard was the electric saw...so apparently it wasn't. Despite that, they both worked hard, and the whole area is a mess; J will be cleaning up today. Last night he was just too tired. We ordered a pizza, and fell into bed fairly early.
I have the before-pictures, but not the after-pictures yet; I will add those when the area is cleaned up. He also has to finish the trim, and repaint. The new door is white, and also came with its own screen door. It all slides so nicely, and there's none of this yanking on it to get it to move along the runner. Oh, it looks so nice!! It's such a relief to have it done. I stayed away from the whole mess while it was being done, because I know myself pretty well, and I was freaking out just hearing the noises and machines, and occasional comments and discussions. I didn't need to be underfoot, and overseeing, and making myself crazy. I'm the type that wants to be gone for the doing-of, and then come home when it's all done.
I did stay away as long as I could. I had my meeting in the morning, where I discussed with a member my eventual giving up the Treasury position in January, when my term is up. We talked about who would be a good candidate to take it over.
After the meeting I did enough errands to keep me busy: I visited a few stores, and wandered, taking my time exploring, thought about a haircut and decided not to. Then I went home. The work was nowhere near done. Sigh. I parked myself in the living room and read the paper, and did the dogs' grooming, and watched some TV, trying not to listen.
Well, it's done now, thank GOD. I love it. It was a big project, and now a huge load off my mind.
Most of the week was rain, and more rain. Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Wednesday morning I had a required 4 hour training along with the entire rest of my office. We shut the office down and went to a different location for this.
CoworkerCMA was scheduled to be covering the office (as she had already done this training when she was hired), but on her way she got into an accident. We haven't seen her since. Hopefully she will be back tomorrow. She apparently hit someone while going 45mph, in the pouring rain, because she "couldn't see". (Yes, I realize how that sounds, and we all looked at each other just dumbfounded; if you can't see where you're going, why are you going that fast?? But of course we haven't talked with her personally or heard the whole story yet. I'm expecting to, tomorrow.)
Wednesday night we were just exhausted, and CoworkerRN and I were already dreading the next day because there were 15 people on the schedule for the next day. That was going to be a busy enough day for the three of us, but by then we knew CMA wasn't going to be in...which meant RN and I were going to manage 15 patients plus all the phone calls/tasks on our own. GULP.
Of course that was the night the record for rainfall was broken and that was the night we suddenly realized the back bathroom was flooding. Despite J having installed a French drain, it was just overwhelmed. We had over 4 and a half inches of rain that day, and it was too much. Both of us were working hard, him outside in the rain, and me inside, mopping up with all our towels and picking up everything off the floor, etc. It was a mess.
The next morning the rain began to slow down. And RN and I did fine all day. Three patients cancelled, so we "only" had 12. I laugh now at how happy we were; when she and I were alone that year, there were never more than 10 scheduled on any day, because that is a lot of work. But 12? OK!! We did it. Thankfully there were no complications, and no unexpected events, and the nurses in the back were finished with their procedures early, therefore the LadyDoc had themhelping doing all the messages and phone calls for us.
Friday, still no CMA, but each doc only had 7 patients. So I had two of the nurses helping me with my doc's patients, and RN had the other nurse helping her with LadyDoc. Normally that leaves one person to manage the phones. But instead we just left all phone calls til the afternoon when all the patients were done. It worked out. Plus it was payday--always a good thing.
That night we dealt with all the bills. We continued with our plan to pay most of them with a credit card, and then pay off the cc when we get paid. So far, so good. It still feels odd. Slowly we are making progress.
I have noticed that J goes to the grocery stores (Walmart and Aldi's) much less; he's so worried about "overspending" on the cc that he only goes when he absolutely has to. So our grocery bills are much less. That's a good thing because that's the one bill we have most flexibility on. We have plenty of food, so that's not the issue; both of us have come from backgrounds where we feel most comfortable with full cupboards. So we have plenty; in fact I would like a pantry someday. But I think he has stopped grabbing things thinking "We need to have this as a back up and it's a great price". I'm very happy with this!
I've only been able to get in the pool once this week, because of the endless rain. Hopefully it will be sunny for awhile now.
MissS came for dinner last Monday, her actual birthday; J ended up, at her request, making a baked ziti dish with lots of cheese and hamburger. It was yummy. She'd made some chocolate banana bread which she brought to share, and I'd made some no-bake chocolate oatmeal bars, and some fudge. Even though I didn't have a lot of either of those, I still ended up with a weight gain at WW. Sigh.
I have an appt tomorrow at my primary care doc's so she will keep prescribing my BP meds. I'd made the appt for late afternoon so I wouldn't disrupt the schedule, and as it turns out the doc isn't even in the office tomorrow. Which I just found out Friday. So it will be a long day, and quiet, and a good day to prep for the week ahead. If CMA makes it in, that will be great, and if not, I'll be fine alone.
This is the month we can wear pink scrubs on Fridays to support breast cancer awareness. And Halloween is in two weeks, so I have an Autumn-themed top to wear that day; I don't think we are doing costumes this year. It's nice to wear something else other than shades of blue.
And interestingly, Hulu seems to have worked out its transmission issues. We haven't had a single problem since that trial with YouTube. Hmm.
Ok, must get to work around here.
TYG
Yesterday the new slider door was installed. Feels like it's been a looong process. J and the installer worked on it from noon until after 5:30, but it is finally done, and by a professional. Installing new doors is not J's strong suit, although he can do almost anything else in a house (except electrical). I'm so proud of him for backing off and "just" being the assistant here.
At one point I heard the installer Bob say, "Hold on, is that a load bearing wall??" That worried me, big time. The next thing I heard was the electric saw...so apparently it wasn't. Despite that, they both worked hard, and the whole area is a mess; J will be cleaning up today. Last night he was just too tired. We ordered a pizza, and fell into bed fairly early.
I have the before-pictures, but not the after-pictures yet; I will add those when the area is cleaned up. He also has to finish the trim, and repaint. The new door is white, and also came with its own screen door. It all slides so nicely, and there's none of this yanking on it to get it to move along the runner. Oh, it looks so nice!! It's such a relief to have it done. I stayed away from the whole mess while it was being done, because I know myself pretty well, and I was freaking out just hearing the noises and machines, and occasional comments and discussions. I didn't need to be underfoot, and overseeing, and making myself crazy. I'm the type that wants to be gone for the doing-of, and then come home when it's all done.
I did stay away as long as I could. I had my meeting in the morning, where I discussed with a member my eventual giving up the Treasury position in January, when my term is up. We talked about who would be a good candidate to take it over.
After the meeting I did enough errands to keep me busy: I visited a few stores, and wandered, taking my time exploring, thought about a haircut and decided not to. Then I went home. The work was nowhere near done. Sigh. I parked myself in the living room and read the paper, and did the dogs' grooming, and watched some TV, trying not to listen.
Well, it's done now, thank GOD. I love it. It was a big project, and now a huge load off my mind.
Most of the week was rain, and more rain. Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday. Wednesday morning I had a required 4 hour training along with the entire rest of my office. We shut the office down and went to a different location for this.
CoworkerCMA was scheduled to be covering the office (as she had already done this training when she was hired), but on her way she got into an accident. We haven't seen her since. Hopefully she will be back tomorrow. She apparently hit someone while going 45mph, in the pouring rain, because she "couldn't see". (Yes, I realize how that sounds, and we all looked at each other just dumbfounded; if you can't see where you're going, why are you going that fast?? But of course we haven't talked with her personally or heard the whole story yet. I'm expecting to, tomorrow.)
Wednesday night we were just exhausted, and CoworkerRN and I were already dreading the next day because there were 15 people on the schedule for the next day. That was going to be a busy enough day for the three of us, but by then we knew CMA wasn't going to be in...which meant RN and I were going to manage 15 patients plus all the phone calls/tasks on our own. GULP.
Of course that was the night the record for rainfall was broken and that was the night we suddenly realized the back bathroom was flooding. Despite J having installed a French drain, it was just overwhelmed. We had over 4 and a half inches of rain that day, and it was too much. Both of us were working hard, him outside in the rain, and me inside, mopping up with all our towels and picking up everything off the floor, etc. It was a mess.
The next morning the rain began to slow down. And RN and I did fine all day. Three patients cancelled, so we "only" had 12. I laugh now at how happy we were; when she and I were alone that year, there were never more than 10 scheduled on any day, because that is a lot of work. But 12? OK!! We did it. Thankfully there were no complications, and no unexpected events, and the nurses in the back were finished with their procedures early, therefore the LadyDoc had them
Friday, still no CMA, but each doc only had 7 patients. So I had two of the nurses helping me with my doc's patients, and RN had the other nurse helping her with LadyDoc. Normally that leaves one person to manage the phones. But instead we just left all phone calls til the afternoon when all the patients were done. It worked out. Plus it was payday--always a good thing.
That night we dealt with all the bills. We continued with our plan to pay most of them with a credit card, and then pay off the cc when we get paid. So far, so good. It still feels odd. Slowly we are making progress.
I have noticed that J goes to the grocery stores (Walmart and Aldi's) much less; he's so worried about "overspending" on the cc that he only goes when he absolutely has to. So our grocery bills are much less. That's a good thing because that's the one bill we have most flexibility on. We have plenty of food, so that's not the issue; both of us have come from backgrounds where we feel most comfortable with full cupboards. So we have plenty; in fact I would like a pantry someday. But I think he has stopped grabbing things thinking "We need to have this as a back up and it's a great price". I'm very happy with this!
I've only been able to get in the pool once this week, because of the endless rain. Hopefully it will be sunny for awhile now.
MissS came for dinner last Monday, her actual birthday; J ended up, at her request, making a baked ziti dish with lots of cheese and hamburger. It was yummy. She'd made some chocolate banana bread which she brought to share, and I'd made some no-bake chocolate oatmeal bars, and some fudge. Even though I didn't have a lot of either of those, I still ended up with a weight gain at WW. Sigh.
I have an appt tomorrow at my primary care doc's so she will keep prescribing my BP meds. I'd made the appt for late afternoon so I wouldn't disrupt the schedule, and as it turns out the doc isn't even in the office tomorrow. Which I just found out Friday. So it will be a long day, and quiet, and a good day to prep for the week ahead. If CMA makes it in, that will be great, and if not, I'll be fine alone.
This is the month we can wear pink scrubs on Fridays to support breast cancer awareness. And Halloween is in two weeks, so I have an Autumn-themed top to wear that day; I don't think we are doing costumes this year. It's nice to wear something else other than shades of blue.
And interestingly, Hulu seems to have worked out its transmission issues. We haven't had a single problem since that trial with YouTube. Hmm.
Ok, must get to work around here.
TYG
Sunday, October 6, 2019
Sunday
Sunday morning, quiet, the last of my four days off. It's been so peaceful. I can't even tell you what I've been doing, really. Nothing major.
I will finish an alteration on MissS' top which I was nervous about doing; she came by Friday to try it on after I had it pinned, to make sure it would fit correctly. It did, so I'll finish that today.
I'll do some housework, the cat boxes, wrapping some items for MissS' birthday. Her 30th is tomorrow and she'll be here for dinner.
The big item was the cruise last night; it was fun, and so wonderful to be out on the water. Perfect weather, too--not hot, but breezy, and not raining. The company was excellent: Sis and BIL, with his daughter (now MissS' cousin). It actually was her birthday too, yesterday, so it was a good celebration for both girls. Young women, I mean. They are roughly the same age, and get along well.
Friday I really cannot remember: I think I was on the computer most of the morning, and then Sis came over in the afternoon to pick me up for some furniture shopping. She is having a blast and trying not to stress about it too; choosing items for the new house. It's always fun for me to go with her and scout out new-to-us pieces. We went to three separate places, and she bought things fairly quickly and decisively, arranging for them to be picked up the next day.
That was the day MissS was finally getting her car back after having it repaired from a scratch/dent, so she came with us to hang out until her car was ready. After that she went home, and Sis came back with me for dinner and pool time. The pool was actually almost too hot at 90 degrees. That's more like hot tub temp, and just a bit uncomfortable. But hey, first world problems! I'll take it!
Thursday there was a Clark Gable movie on at 7:45 in the morning, so I got to watch that, a movie I'd never seen (even better! ). Such joy. I love when there is a movie I haven't seen which is showing on a day I am home and available. I feel I have missed so many movies because I've had no time to watch anything.
(That's one of the reasons I'm looking forward to retirement, actually. I can catch up on all the old movies...I got to see one Monday night called The Best Years of Their Lives. B&W. Loved it. A real winner, including Academy awards. One of my favorites. Myrna Loy, Dana Andrews, Teresa Wright, among others.)
Later we did yard work. And later still at WW I learned I'd lost 2 pounds. Amazing. I now weigh what I did just before getting pregnant with the twins. Now, the body will never look the same (carrying twins, and then two C-sections will do a number on a body...), but my weight is almost back to its pre-pregnancy number. Two more pounds to my goal weight. Hard to believe.
Monday and Wednesday I worked and frankly didn't need to be there either day. It was slow, and we all spent a lot of time just chatting. I probably should have arranged to take those days off too.
Monday I had a neuro appt in the afternoon. We discussed the increase in the morning gabapentin dose, and how it's helping. She wants me to continue this, and see her back in 3 months. That was all.
Except for the ringing in my ears. That unfortunately is something that hasn't abated. It's a new diagnosis. No cause, not related to any med. She shook her head sadly, and said "Yes, you're right, many times no cause is ever found. You can try white noise in the background if that helps..." Bleah. That is not a happy finding, and not a great solution. It's pretty annoying. But there's nothing I can do about it. There is no solution. It's like a scar-- you have to find a way to live with it.
Generally I am living a blessed life, and I have nothing to complain about. But sometimes I have to vent a bit and that's what this blog is for, so I don't overdo the venting in public. Right at the moment the reason to vent is money, as usual: I think this time the dishwasher is really dying. The other night in the middle of a cycle, it began making a grinding noise. J leapt out of bed and went to investigate. Came back to bed, and said he didn't think it needed to be shut down. But it did that grinding noise again on the finishing cycle.
I've been too afraid to use it since then. Technically we have the money to replace it, but after the recent expenditures, I really don't want to spend anymore! So I'm good with handwashing dishes...
Tomorrow is back to work. And it's MissS' official birthday. Thirty!! An envelope arrived here from my dad for her, so she'll have a few things to open tomorrow. We--well, J will make lasagna for dinner, and a salad.
This afternoon my dad is seeing a woman he has recently met, and I hope this one turns out better than the last one. He is just so lonely, which makes him susceptible to rushing in and thinking "this is it!" It's hard to slow things down, I get it; I've been there too. That's how I made those mistakes.
Well, he will learn too. Meanwhile it adds some excitement and hope to one's life. (I wonder if that's what my parents were thinking, too? Really they just didn't want me to get hurt.) So much smarter to slow down, take it easy, look at situations with fully open and clear eyes. Gotta have faith. If it's meant to be, it will happen.
TYG
I will finish an alteration on MissS' top which I was nervous about doing; she came by Friday to try it on after I had it pinned, to make sure it would fit correctly. It did, so I'll finish that today.
I'll do some housework, the cat boxes, wrapping some items for MissS' birthday. Her 30th is tomorrow and she'll be here for dinner.
The big item was the cruise last night; it was fun, and so wonderful to be out on the water. Perfect weather, too--not hot, but breezy, and not raining. The company was excellent: Sis and BIL, with his daughter (now MissS' cousin). It actually was her birthday too, yesterday, so it was a good celebration for both girls. Young women, I mean. They are roughly the same age, and get along well.
Friday I really cannot remember: I think I was on the computer most of the morning, and then Sis came over in the afternoon to pick me up for some furniture shopping. She is having a blast and trying not to stress about it too; choosing items for the new house. It's always fun for me to go with her and scout out new-to-us pieces. We went to three separate places, and she bought things fairly quickly and decisively, arranging for them to be picked up the next day.
That was the day MissS was finally getting her car back after having it repaired from a scratch/dent, so she came with us to hang out until her car was ready. After that she went home, and Sis came back with me for dinner and pool time. The pool was actually almost too hot at 90 degrees. That's more like hot tub temp, and just a bit uncomfortable. But hey, first world problems! I'll take it!
Thursday there was a Clark Gable movie on at 7:45 in the morning, so I got to watch that, a movie I'd never seen (even better! ). Such joy. I love when there is a movie I haven't seen which is showing on a day I am home and available. I feel I have missed so many movies because I've had no time to watch anything.
(That's one of the reasons I'm looking forward to retirement, actually. I can catch up on all the old movies...I got to see one Monday night called The Best Years of Their Lives. B&W. Loved it. A real winner, including Academy awards. One of my favorites. Myrna Loy, Dana Andrews, Teresa Wright, among others.)
Later we did yard work. And later still at WW I learned I'd lost 2 pounds. Amazing. I now weigh what I did just before getting pregnant with the twins. Now, the body will never look the same (carrying twins, and then two C-sections will do a number on a body...), but my weight is almost back to its pre-pregnancy number. Two more pounds to my goal weight. Hard to believe.
Monday and Wednesday I worked and frankly didn't need to be there either day. It was slow, and we all spent a lot of time just chatting. I probably should have arranged to take those days off too.
Monday I had a neuro appt in the afternoon. We discussed the increase in the morning gabapentin dose, and how it's helping. She wants me to continue this, and see her back in 3 months. That was all.
Except for the ringing in my ears. That unfortunately is something that hasn't abated. It's a new diagnosis. No cause, not related to any med. She shook her head sadly, and said "Yes, you're right, many times no cause is ever found. You can try white noise in the background if that helps..." Bleah. That is not a happy finding, and not a great solution. It's pretty annoying. But there's nothing I can do about it. There is no solution. It's like a scar-- you have to find a way to live with it.
Generally I am living a blessed life, and I have nothing to complain about. But sometimes I have to vent a bit and that's what this blog is for, so I don't overdo the venting in public. Right at the moment the reason to vent is money, as usual: I think this time the dishwasher is really dying. The other night in the middle of a cycle, it began making a grinding noise. J leapt out of bed and went to investigate. Came back to bed, and said he didn't think it needed to be shut down. But it did that grinding noise again on the finishing cycle.
I've been too afraid to use it since then. Technically we have the money to replace it, but after the recent expenditures, I really don't want to spend anymore! So I'm good with handwashing dishes...
Tomorrow is back to work. And it's MissS' official birthday. Thirty!! An envelope arrived here from my dad for her, so she'll have a few things to open tomorrow. We--well, J will make lasagna for dinner, and a salad.
This afternoon my dad is seeing a woman he has recently met, and I hope this one turns out better than the last one. He is just so lonely, which makes him susceptible to rushing in and thinking "this is it!" It's hard to slow things down, I get it; I've been there too. That's how I made those mistakes.
Well, he will learn too. Meanwhile it adds some excitement and hope to one's life. (I wonder if that's what my parents were thinking, too? Really they just didn't want me to get hurt.) So much smarter to slow down, take it easy, look at situations with fully open and clear eyes. Gotta have faith. If it's meant to be, it will happen.
TYG
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