I was in Labor(Day) for 24 hours! - A Relaxing MMP

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I took pictures of the wires, electrodes, monitors and bondage materials they had me wrapped in, literally head (10 very sticky goopy electrodes in my hair) to toe. I’ll drop them to you on FB. You can post them here if’n you feel like it.

‘Sleep study’ is kind of a misleading term. It’s not research that you volunteer for, it’s a 10-12 hour test that a doctor orders to diagnose sleep issues. I’m sure Medicare is paying beau coup bucks for my S & M night at Bryan Hospital.

I slept, such as I do, which is very badly and utterly unrefreshingly. The tech assured me I’d be getting a CPAP, they recorded more than an average of 5 non-breathing episodes an hour for me and getting worse as the night went on. Of course I have to wait for the doctor honcho to read and interpret the 6+ hours of my twitching and not breathing, but she said it was clear cut. Supposedly I got yanked out of REM sleep as soon as I entered it. I have been telling doctors for years that I feel worse in the morning than when I go to sleep and I am preternaturally exhausted all day, everyday. Let’s hope there’s some magic in CPAP, I could sure use it. I need to get stronger and rested so I can drive the circle tour of the US from east to west visiting all of you!

I agree but hospitals be weird, all they can think about is liability and adverse incidents when someone is on their property and they want to get you outta there the first minute they can.

This morning I’d been there 12 hours, had two glasses of water. She woke me up and hustled about setting me free and sent me on my way. Not even a cup of coffee or packet of stale graham crackers. I could have trudged to the hospital cafeteria but that would have been a long slog for reconstituted dried eggs imitating breakfast, so I just hied my weary heinie home. Now the 7-10 wait for the doctors report and then another wait while my respiratory medical supply guys to track down a CPAP machine~supposedly the supply chain is mightily screwed up by Covid and a massive recall of machines. At my last appt the PA thought it might be a 5-6 month wait~shades of the Fancy Feast shortages!

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flyboy, do you find it ironic that, pound for pound, you purchased more cat litter than cat food? :stuck_out_tongue:

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My mom was a wonderful woman, but, to be honest, she was a racist, sexist, homophobe.
I know better too, but have to keep an eye on my deeper impulses. Some of that stuff is still deep in there in me, too. :frowning_face:

BTW, my Mom taught me the basics of cookery, although she wasn’t that good at it. Fortunately (for me) I had a couple of roommates in college who were good cooks and taught me a lot. One was a even a professional,chef in an Italian restaurant. :grinning:

We had a busy day yesterday. Went up to The Dalles to collect Wifey’s paintings from the library. It’s somebody else’s turn now. Then we went to Lilo’s Hawaiian BBQ for lunch. Then to Bimart. Then to my cardiologist to get my pacemaker interrogated. (This thing keeps a detailed record of every thing my heart does.) Then went to Wifey’s bone-cracker (Chiro) Then to Safeway so I could chat with the pharmacist, and pick up a few things. On the way out of town we even stopped at the fruit and veg stand and got some corn onna cob and nectarines.

BTW, my cardiologist wants me to do a sleep study. I’m not in any hurry. Wifey has insomnia and swears I never stop snoring (breathing). Ever.

Great Og, I’m sick of the political ads on the TV.

Today I went up to our storage locker and met the owner to try to figure out why the light in our unit doesn’t work. I replaced the light fixture with an LED one she had bought and lo and behold, it worked! then she said “Close the door. Let’s see how bright it is” So I did. And it stopped working. Further investigation revealed that we had 110v between the black wire and ground, but nothing between the black wire and the white wire (Common). All wire nuts were properly tight. The common wire apparently doesn’t reliably go to ground somewhere inside the walls and only occasionally makes contact. Closing the door must have jarred it loose again. I gave her our electrician’s contact info. This is beyond my pay grade. :frowning_face:

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My wife is beautiful and multi talented. She is our landscaper, keeps the house spotless, does the laundry and is very handy with repairs. On a very cold day winter before last I got a text from her stating that the furnace was short cycling and not coming on. She said she turned it off, removed and cleaned the flame sensor, reinstalled it and the problem was solved.

All that being said, she does not cook. She has no interest in what goes on on my kitchen. I do all of the cooking and keep the kitchen spotless. She accompanies me to the grocery store but really does not have an interest in what I select and purchase.

I help her in her stuff by doing all of the heavy lifting. I run the mower and dig where she tells me to when she plants.

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Not really. 76 pounds of cat litter, 22 pounds of cat food… but cats also drink water (and Goo demands tribute when I’m eating).

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Hubs is the primary cook in our house because I refuse to have to cook AND eat something I don’t really care for. If he wants to eat slabs of meat, he can cook them.

Today was surplus produce and we got 5 bags of broccoli florets. I could tell by looking that they were from a restaurant by the way they were packaged. There were five bags of carrots, two each? We also got a big bag of frozen chicken legs (good thing we like chicken stew), a bag of onions, some bread AND a big bag of shelled, roasted hazel nuts. The randomness always entertains us.

Much is the bread they give us is Bimbo Bread. Yes, it is soft and fluffy. /are your minds out of the gutters yet?/ One young lady once told me that she loved Bimbo Bread, it was the best. She once bought a loaf and stuck it into the cabinet and forgot about it until the end of the month when she was searching for something to feed the kids. She was thrilled to find that the three week old loaf of bread was as soft and white as the day she bought it. She never buys anything else.

I have never once put a piece of Bimbo Bread in my mouth.

After delivering the food to the ex-office and lunch with my BFF, I got home to find that my delivery of frozen camel milk arrived! I am so excited! I was actually trying to source sheep milk when I found it. At a buck and a quarter an ounce, it took me a while to mentally justify ordering enough to make 8 ounces of feta (don’t ask, you will turn white as a ghost and your hair will stand on end) plus the bacteria and stuff involved in forcing camels milk to do turn into cheese despite not really having any fat cells.

I’m only going to do this once, so I’m busy reading and doing research. I won’t start thawing the milk until I have everything else I need.

And has excellent taste in men. It sounds like your partnership works great, keep digging her…digging for her.

Have you looked into Chewy? One of the reasons we love it is because the heavy stuff gets delivered to our door (free) and the prices are very competitive.

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I haven’t, but my wife has used them. IIRC, the prices are fairly good, the shipping is fast, but shipping is expensive.

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You get free shipping if you order at least a certain amount (forgot what…I think 50 bucks). We have three cats, hubs has our supplies on auto ship (which also saves money) and has it timed so we never pay shipping.

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I’ve never ordered from them. Just going by what the wife said.

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I don’t get paid by them, I just love not having to schlep all that heavy stuff around.

It looks like I already have everything I need to try to make camel milk into cheese, go me. I’m going to move it into the fridge. It came in small containers so should thaw out fairly quickly.

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May the camel cheese experiment go well!

We use Chewy and get enough on autoship to last a few months, raising the total to the free shipping level.

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Thank you! During the height of the pandemic, I was bored enough to force cottage cheese out of dried skim milk. It was as good as you might expect. The feta had to drain/air for over 24 hours before I could handle it without it falling into little bitty bits. Hubs was so happy when I was able to source fancy pants needlepoint floss again.

From what I understand, camel milk was traditionally drank raw or fermented. They didn’t even make it into yoghurt before us hipster cheese makers showed up. Of course, if you look up the benefits of camel milk cheese, everyone should be eating it every day!

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After going to the gym, I walked to the store with the babushka cart. I went by the brush fire area. Not what I expected. Some of the fire was in a wooded area, and the rest seems to have meandered along the dry creek bed. It smelled burnt. I have great respect for firefighters, and this only cements that.

My brother learned how to cook from Mom, but what impresses me even more is that she taught him and his friends to knit, which was pretty progressive for the Fifties. However, when we were kids, his job was to haul three trash cans to the curb once a week, while we girls had to help with dishes every night (putting away leftovers, cleaning the table, scraping plates, drying, etc.). He still thinks he did his fair share. We girls disagree.

Sounds like WIfey IS your sleep study!

MetalMouse, congrats on the weight loss! You’ve worked hard and deserve to have…your pants falling off?

red, it seems I seldom respond to your posts, but I always read them with interest. Ditto, Bumba.

boo, my nephew got a CPAP a couple months ago. It took 3 months to arrive, but he’s in Louisiana, where “CPAP” just means you’ve sighted your father. Hopefully yours won’t take too long to arrive.

hippy, sounds like you have a wonderful wife and the two of you have a terrific partnership.

Maybe not. Halloween will be here before you know it. Or don’t people TP trees any more?

I understand Bimbo Bread is the preferred bread for Fluffernutter sandwiches, if that’s any comfort. (It wouldn’t be for me.) On an unrelated note, I have a hard time imagining someone milking camels. I can’t imagine they’re amenable to the process.

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Had a Negroni, and meatballs and cheese tortellini for dinner.

Wait till one pet hornks on the other pet. :roll_eyes:

I got 2 robot calls about that.

< grumbles in shipping company >

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hippie I must say you have a great arrangement with the other half. Congrats.

So, I’m getting used to the aches and pians of getting older, but what is up with the soles of my feet being sore? This sucks.

nellie Fluffernutters come from Massachusetts. I dunno where Bimbo bread comes from. We usually did them on one step up from Wonder bread. It needs a little a little more resilience than Wonder bread.

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Does your wife mean you never stop snoring or you never stop breathing?

Snoring is correlated with sleep apnea.

I shouldn’t have made my sleep study sound problematical. The wires would make for a good Halloween costume though! My tech was super nice and we enjoyed visiting during the set up and take down. I had a full sized sleep number bed with a remote control, tv with remote and a shower 6 steps from my bed.

It was nice to have a medical professional say “you do sleep lousy! It’s not all in your head. No wonder you’re tired all the time”.

But, no room service breakfast, alas. Home was all of ten minutes away and my Keurig awaited patiently.

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Yep, $50 gets free shipping. I’m on auto ship too. 2 bags of litter and one bag of fancy ass dental care cat kibble does that nicely. Never had a problem with them, they are good natured and easy to work with adjusting delivery dates, etc.

I feel bad for doggio every time I have the man in brown hoist my cat litter up on my porch, but better him than me with these old bones, a head injury and now wearing oxygen.

I priced the cat food around town and it is as cheap or cheaper at Chewy.

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I wanna eat at your house (after you forgive me for the cat litter shipping).

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Or worse. Our previous bird, Ava (RB), was allowed to fly free at times, since the cat we had most of her life, Felix (RB), had zero hunting urge. Ava routinely landed ON him, and he didn’t care. Except for the time she dropped a big bomb on his side. I don’t think he appreciated me laughing during cleanup, but his facial expressions were incredible. To Ava, it was “are you SERIOUS?”, to me it was “FIX this, Mom!” I think he somehow held ME responsible for that incident.

Then there was the time I brought home a Sheltie puppy. We already had multiple dogs, including two male Dobermans (they got along fine). Both elected to claim the puppy as territory, in the manner that male dogs mark any territory (pro tip: be careful with real Christmas trees if you have a male dog in the household. Indoor trees tend to confuse the boys, with messy results). Nearly drowned the puppy, and he got a bath ASAP. Lovely welcome to the new pack member, guys. (The puppy himself spent his lifetime apparently convinced that he was a Doberman himself.)

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Thanks to those who enjoyed the Ziggy story. I’d forgotten all about that silly dog until I read about Higgs’ encounters with Tobias’s lost food. Ziggy was a fabulous creature, a boisterous stomach surrounded by intense food curiosity. I went out of my way to hang with him until he stole my Big Hunk!

Today was a not-bad day with nothing much exciting. Pretty typical. We’re not suffering the super hot temperatures here until Friday and Saturday. It doesn’t matter. Our morning temps are usually very cool, and I can let the fresh air circulate through the house until around 9 or 10. Then I lock the place down. Good insulation means the A/C rarely kicks on before 3 or 4, so it only runs for a couple hours until them temperatures drop again.

Dinner was a favorite. Baked chicken leg/thighs painted with a mixture of olive oil, salt, pepper, smoked paprika, onion powder, garlic powder and ground hot pepper. With leftovers, I’ve got dinner covered for tomorrow, too. Sliced fresh tomatoes with basil and an ear of corn on the side, a fresh peach for dessert. Our peaches are late this year due to the long wet early summer, but they are worth the wait!

metalmouse, congrats on the weight loss!

Work? Those damn shots lay me out for 3 solid days, every time. Chills, fever, bad headache, nausea, sore joints and my neck always feels like a professional had a go with a sock full of nickels. I always wonder how much worse the actual illness can be.

FCM, so glad to hear your FIL is settling in and not doing as badly as he was when he first arrived. And… those chairs… was John Waters skulking anywhere in the vicinity? Was someone playing a pan flute? Because someone should be. Awesome find!

yankers, small raccoons? Hope you figure it out. Possums are another good guess, for sure.

swampie, you’ve got podcast written all over you. Looking forward to your first one. :wink:

taters, hope the work challenges smooth out soon. You’ve got more patience than me, that’s certain!

shoe, I’m another who’s glad you’re past the death anniversary of your beloved. My husband died suddenly and I always dread the anniversary, too. It will be 15 years ago in October. It gets easier, but never easy. All you can do is keep on dancing.

nellie, still hoping for a good resolution (har) on the lens. It’s all been so frustrating for you. I’m glad at least your sleep study is behind you and yielded a definitive result you can treat!

wordy, I hope the dread virus is done with your household soon. At least you managed to postpone your encounter until we have good treatments and vaccines.

missred, how wonderful to be owned by a Bassett! I’ve always adored the breed. In fact, I probably melt over dachshunds because they remind me of tiny, manageable Bassetts. Hope the shot helps soon with the damn allergies.

bumba, glad your busy day is over and you managed to wangle some fresh corn and nectarines out of the deal. Hope the storage unit lighting drama soon passes. And I’m right there with you on the political ads.

Your marriage makes me smile. :slight_smile:

JtC, you are an intrepid cheesemaker! Good luck with the camel’s milk efforts. Looking forward to hearing how it all goes.

nettie, that poor puppy! Funny stories, though.

Early morning phone conference with a client… time to scoot.