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

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Only 5? I averaged 90 per hour during my sleep study.

I don’t mean to minimize your condition. Apnea can be very serious. Let me just say that my CPAP literally changed my life, and I wish that for you too. It’s been over 20 years, so if you have any questions, feel free to reach out.

As usual, I’ve gotten way behind on the MMP. I’ve read all and enjoy keeping up with everyone’s doings, but feel like I’m too far behind in the conversation to comment much.

My cardiologist appointment is tomorrow morning; it should just be a quick consultation. He may or may not have any light to shed on my previous tachycardia episodes, but I already know there was nothing alarming in my test results, and I’ve been doing fine for the last couple months. So we’ll see what he has to say.

G’night all.

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Thank you~I’m hoping….

Interestingly enough, tachycardia was one of my most obvious symptoms. Took me forever to get a doctor to take me seriously. “You’re old, what do you expect? You’re fat, what do you expect”? Well, I don’t expect to get out of breath rolling over in bed or walking 10 feet to the bathroom. Walking into the blood bank to donate platelets would send my heart rate over 135 so they’d have to defer me. It’s my own fault, they were hoofbeats and I was a zebra well disguised by age and adipose.

Do you have advice about CPAP masks?

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Oh, just one more thing. I came across this the other day and it seems to fit here.

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How true this is.

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Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave.

Sure. As long as you don’t want a 50lbs. meatball that I have to lift over my head. :wink:

:notes: Peanut butter box is here, peanut butter box is here… :notes:

The late Maggie Wonderbeagle’s boyfriend(a runt Yorkie) used to mark her. She returned his “affection”’ by sitting on his head.

I make the same thing. :slightly_smiling_face:

I had a friend in NYC who had a “milder” bout at the beginning of the pandemic. She left her apartment door open and unlocked just to make it easier to find her body if she didn’t make it. :grimacing:

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Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 72 Amurrkin out and mostly cloudy with a predicted high of 87 with rain predicted this afternoon. We shall see. The big item on today’s agenda is gettin’ tested for the plague. We have also decided to go to the hog trough for today’s main feed, just cause. The rest of the day shall be spent in sloth and general overall uselessness as is our wont.

Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, alas and bother, I suppose I must purtify and don attire acceptable for bein’ amongst the great unwashed. Why must life be so difficult!

Happy Thursday Y’all!

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My sister and I dried and put away the dishes (I did the stuff from the counter up, she did the stuff below), I dusted the dining room, she dusted the living room, I scrubbed the tub, she did the sink (Mom did the terlit.) My brother cleared the table and took the trash out. Yeah, that was fair.

Sons were to be adored, daughters were, well, there. Same thing with grandsons. Honestly, I don’t understand such a mindset - all that BS about continuing the family name and all. I’m sure she’s bitterly disappointed that her one and only son didn’t reproduce. And my dad was the only son, so I guess the family bloodline has ceased to exist. :roll_eyes: I don’t resent my bro, but I find it interesting that my accomplishments and education are a pale secondary compared to his. After all, supporting the defense of the nation is nothing to a CPA who becomes a CFO and CEO.

It’s got to be a generational thing or something. I don’t know.

Household is waking up. FCD is going to sit on a “promotion board” at Daughter’s school He’s wearing a tie and everything! It’s for students’ promotions to various battalion positions (or whatever they call them.) He’ll likely be gone till lunch. That’s the big excitement of the day, I guess. Except last night, he did some reading and talked to MIL about adjusting the timing of FIL meds. He’ll get the same amount over the course of the day, but smaller, more frequent doses in the hopes of keeping his brain chemistry more even.

Apart from wrangling Tobias, I’ve got laundry to do, and I’m hoping he’ll nap long enough that I can finish the chicken salad assembling. I need 30 uninterrupted minutes. HAH!

Onward!

Happy Thursday!!

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Good morning everyone.

It’s currently 51 degrees with an expected high of 74 and sunny skies. Tomorrow’s temps will top out in the mid-80s.

Congrats on the weight loss, Metal Mouse.

I grew up in an all-female household after my Dad left. Lemme tell ya, it’s no fun. I was washing dishes starting in second grade and we didn’t have a dishwasher. I was vacuuming, dusting, and floor washing by third grade. I was weeding the yard by third grade and mowing the lawn by 4th grade. Since I was the oldest I was responsible for ensuring everything got done. My middle sister didn’t have to start doing chores until later and was always sort of babied. Eventually, she was washing dishes and we were supposed to switch nightly or weekly, but somehow, she got out of it most of the time. I didn’t grow up with my youngest sister, she lived with my Dad and stepmother.

In my own household, I do most of the chores and until just a few years ago, I did about 98% of the cooking too. I still take care of most of the chores and repairs, but the husband now does most of the cooking and grocery shopping. I sometimes step in to do some cooking because I miss a particular dish. My husband grew up with his mom taking care of the house and his father taking care of the outdoor chores and repairs. Unfortunately, my husband never learned much about repairing things, but I grew up with little money, so learned a lot of stuff on my own, and with the advent of Google much later in life, I’ve learned a lot more. However, once in a while, paying someone else to do something is just more efficient and worth the cost.

I had another long day yesterday and found out that starting next month, I’ll be taking on another duty due to a reorganization. I’m not super thrilled, especially since it has to do with purchasing, which I loathe. Don’t get me wrong, I will do all the right things, but I am more and more unhappy with the results of a reorganization and am looking hard at some other jobs. I love my organization’s mission and most of the people, but I don’t like how this whole reorg within my division has shaped up at all. There are a variety of reasons for it, which I won’t go into, but I know myself and know that I need to find something different. I don’t even like what I do and miss my analysis roots.

I hope the med shift works, FCM.

Well, time to finish the coffee and clean up the kitchen, I think. I want to get everything ship-shape since I’ll be heading up to the daughter’s house tomorrow to help wrangle the grandkids.

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Morning all. Garbage is out at the curb, which means it won’t be picked up until Friday, and the rain seems to have gone away, so soccer may finally be practiced this week. High’s will be in the 80’s this week and next, so maybe the eventual cool-off for fall is finally underway. Slept with windows open and the AC off, we’ll see when I need to turn it on today.

Debating on mowing the lawn, not sure it’s dried out yet but there is a 50-60% chance of rain Friday-Moanday in the forecast, so this may be my only chance to get it. We’ll see how much ambition I have in a couple of hours.

Have read all but absorbed little so hugs, grins, smiles and other positive things for a Thorsday. Take care all.

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Afternoon, mumpers! It’s 19c/66f and we have rain showers today, the temperature is not going to change, apparently. Weather app says “It’s fucking raining. This is good news if you’re a fucking duck!” Fair enough, 'cept it’s not raining and hasn’t done so all day. It’s nice and cool, I have windows open, the laundry’s done and the cats are all fed, medicated and fussed. Litter trays are clean and everyone’s happy. No prizes for guessing who did all of the above, while someone else got out of bed at 8.30am, logged into his work PC and went back to bed for an hour.

I do most of the cleaning and tidying in the house, we share the cooking. I seem to do all the laundry, empty the rubbish and recycling, keep note of putting the bins out in the right sequence, doing the majority of the grocery shopping…we go to the supermarket together, he has to be reminded that we have cats who require food and that it’s also his responsibility to buy some of it. I also do the run to the pet store for cat litter, special food for our kidney car boy, the vet runs, the cattery bookings etc. One thing I don’t do is any dusting. I honestly can’t see the point, and I really don’t care. The house is functionally clean, it’s just us and the cats, if he can’t bother his arse to do any of it, then I don’t see why I should.

Moooom I hope shifting the time of FIL’s meds makes a positive difference to him, it is hard to see your loved deteriorate like that when you could possibly be able to do something that improves their situation. I hope they like the retirement place too, it would be great if they fell in love with it, the move from FL wouldn’t seem quite so bad.

Wordy sorry to hear about the covid strike, it does seem that a lot of people who have avoided it for years have finally succumbed and it’s hard on the youngsters who are worried about passing it on.

I have read much and retained little, irk is beyond irksome at the moment - one of our senior admins called me this morning to have a rant because she knew I would understand exactly how she felt. It’s good to know I’m not alone in that one! Going to see if an exercise routine with lots of punching will help with things.

Caught the end of the lunchtime news, looks like Her Maj is not long for this world as she’s under medical supervision and the family has been summoned. Sad as it is, I am just not ready for another maudlin media circus.

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Good morning! Today holds continuing yardwork, a visit to an organic farm’s stand, and a bit of work. What delightful mysteries await?

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I’ve been enjoying the lovely early morning sunlight. OK, I’ve been glancing at it while replying to emails. I’ve been scrimping and saving (and still have much of that to do) to try to afford a trip to Mom’s birthplace in Italy with two of my siblings. They have more money than I do. My sister wants to use a travel agent who has a day job and only works two hours a day (4-6 PM). I’m uneasy about that and have been trying to explain why.

All four of us kids learned to help with housework from an early age. I started at age 4 with dusting the rocking chair. I felt so important! Then I graduated to cleaning the bathroom sink, and so on. In our family, Mom was the repair-ad-installation person, and my brother was her chief helper. Mom didn’t include us girls because she thought if we knew how to do that stuff, our future husbands would make us do that PLUS all the cooking and cleaning. (She LOVED to do repairs/installation and didn’t resent that Dad was all thumbs. Besides, he got four crabby kids up, fed, and off to school each day and often got my sister and me to bed at night before going back to the office or a meeting.) My parents were REALLY busy and worked long hours, but we kids got plenty of attention.

Early on, my now-ex and I split up the household chores. He did the laundry. I did everything else. We both worked full-time, but I put in longer hours. When our second baby was born, I tried to renegotiate, but he refused. He hated repair work and refused to do it, so no doubt Mom was right.

Bright Tree, that’s how I make baked chicken, too, except for the smoked paprika, which I now want to try!

Taters, it does sound like it’s time for a job change. With your skills and experience, I bet you get snapped right up.

boo, I had no idea sleep apnea could cause tachycardia. Glad you’re finally getting that addressed.

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It’s been far from relaxing the last couple of days. One of my kids found out his wife was cheating on him and it’s destroying him. He also found out she hasn’t been paying the household bills and the late fees and penalties have him now living from payday to payday. He’s really a basket case, and I have no idea how that will all play out.

So I went over there yesterday and wrote him a check for $xx,xxx. And while I was at it, I wrote one for my daughter, who is out of work and doesn’t have enough money to put gas in her car. And just to make it a trifecta, I went ahead and wrote one to my other son just to be fair about things. An exhausting day all around. Call it an early inheritance payout. Drove back home and slept for ten hours, woke up feeling like I’d been dragged behind a truck.

Today we take the cat to the vet for her initial visit here in Big Mipples, which always traumatizes her. Luckily, she has no health problems as yet and is up on her shots.

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When my mom and I were planning our cruise in 2014, she had a friend who was a part-time travel agent. I thought it would be good to have a pro helping us with the trip. Turns out I could have done a better job by myself. Live and learn. I can understand why you’re uneasy.

Trying to get Tobias to nap. He fell asleep while I was giving him his bottle, but woke about 3 minutes after I put him in bed. So he’s in his swing and I’m keeping my fingers crossed. Rotten kid. I think part of the problem is MIL’s phone ring tone and the TV being kinda loud so FIL can hear it. Fun times at FairyChatEstates.

FCD is still at the school. I thought he’d be home by now. Last load in the dryer. Yep, exciting.

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Howdy all. Been watching live news of the Queen.

I have a pot roast in the crock pot and need to get the Roomba doing its thing. I didn’t sleep well last night so I may just nap for a while. Yep,nap it is.

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I’ve read - sounds like a lot of y’all are having serious crap - so trouts and hugs all around. I didn’t eat yesterday (thought about it! but didn’t) so now I’m soothing my blood sugar and overheated self with a popsicle, and we’ll go from there.

It was so nice and cool last night! I :face_with_symbols_over_mouth: bloody summertime.

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Forgive my colonial ignorance please, but I don’t keep up with the royal goings on. Who is next in line to be the next figurehead?

I think my snoring is correlated with my sinus polyps. I’ve had them since I was a kid. Had them cut out, twice. The second time the doc said "They’ll grow back again in about 2 years and we can cut them out again, except going up through the roof of your mouth instead, :scream: or you can squirt this stuff (flutocasone propianate) up your nose every day for the rest of your life." I took the second option.
Anyway, 'cause of that, I’m a mouth breather (much of the time), and sleep with my mouth open, which may not cause me to snore, but prolly contributes to it. At least that’s my theory.

As far as household chore are concerned; My first wife had very definite ideas about sharing the housework and was very vocal about it, but when it came to things outside, like mowing the lawn, cleaning out the gutters, working on the vehicles, etc, it was all me, baby.
Present wife is much more laissez-faire about stuff. I do some things, like cook and wash dishes and such, but she pretty much doesn’t want me to do some things because I “don’t do it right”. :roll_eyes:

Cookie, you’re a good Dad. I think son needs to visit a good divorce lawyer, soonest.
Just my opinion, but I’ve been down that road.

Enuff from me.

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Afternoon (well, it’ll 11:56am as I type this, so it’ll be the afternoon when I finish. Got a phone call that tru-Green was coming out today, so that inspired me to mow the lawn before they showed up. Got going, but found that the 30-gallon outdoor trash bags I thought I had bought were 13-gallon indoor bags, so that meant a quick trip to Kroger. Finished about 25 minutes ago (4 bags worth of clippings) and not 10 minutes after I put the mower away the Tru-Green guys showed up–so I’m either lucky or smart…

Next door is a bit noisy, the house has been vacant for 5-6 months and I think a renovator bought it, because there is carpeting and other stuff going in; now if they will do something with that lawn, which is a mass of weeds and occasionally infests my lawn.

Cookie, sounds like tough sledding, hope this gets them through the rough parts and that they can get on their own two feet again. You’re a good father.

nellie, I have a friend who sets up my trips for me, but his dad was a travel agent for decades and often comes along with our group, so he knows how to get it right. Just check and double-check the arrangements.

OK, need to watch soccer and fix BLT’s, more or less in that order. Take care all.

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My first piece of advice to him was “whatever you do, do NOT move out of that house.” Lawyers love it when you do that.

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The cardio visit was very reassuring. Doc thinks I have something called Super Ventricular Tachycardia, which is a fancy way of saying that sometimes my heart rate speeds up for no reason. It’s not dangerous, and is not a symptom of any other more serious issues.

And even if it’s Atrial Fibrillation (worst case scenario), he didn’t seem terribly concerned about that either, given the overall generally good state of my health.

So I’m celebrating the news that I’m not about to die with a big eggs-bacon-pancakes breakfast at a little diner in the Castro. Sounds like my heart can take it. :grin: