Keeping track in the MMP

Happy Birthday, BooFae!! May the year bring you loads of cake and enjoyment!

'Tis Tuesday and I’m crabby. Overlygirl needs a scoliosis brace now. We’ve known that for almost a month. So has the orthotist that is waiting on the surgeon’s office to provide them sufficient detail to justify the brace to send to my insurance to start making the damn thing. Of course, despite having been contacted multiple times, the surgeon’s office has yet to provide such information. So I called the orthotist who had me call the surgeon’s office and I left a snarly message asking what the hold up was, who I could talk to in order to get them to fix it and when it would be provided. Your typical Karen message. I know they’re doing the best they can, but she’s progressing quite fast and could easily be in surgical range within a few months if they lose paperwork or forget to send this stuff in.

Anyway, I’m coming down, kind of. Maybe not. I have to take my son for his follow up on Friday anyway, so I guess I can ask yet again what’s happening if they don’t return my calls this week. Or find a new office. Grrrr.

I guess I better get back to work. Meetings, meetings everywhere, and not a drop to drink. Except coffee, which I will happily take.

So when I check to see if the empty bag trailer was there, I see Midnight had crushed a box of inkjet ink tanks, and there was a puddle of blue ink under the door. Enough that if I could scrape it up and sell it, I could make a fortune. Then I’d be The Cyan King. When I was running packages, I noticed Technical Terri was in Orange 32 instead of Rage Man. I guess he was sacked.

:partying_face: :birthday: :champagne: HAPPY BIRTHDAY boofae!!!:champagne: :birthday: :partying_face:

To recap an earlier post: A year or two ago, I was concerned about the base of the power pole by our driveway. It looks like it’s rotting. An engineer poked it with a tool and said it was fine. The other day a guy came out saying they’re replacing the pole because the base is rotten.

Anyway, it’s Pole Replacement Day. I’m in Burien, but Wifey, RN doesn’t have any patients until noon. I showed her how to start the generator (gas on, switch on, choke on, pull to start, choke off) and where the power strip with the TV/Internet/etc. is plugged in, and got her an extension cord to run into the house.

I got to the orifice and opened my wallet to hold my key card up to the lock. I noticed my Driver’s License was missing. The only time I took it out was when I went to get some pseudoephedrine several days ago. I called Rite-Aid to see if they found it. Whil I was on hold, I checked the pocket where I keep my Health Equity credit card. Yep, I’d shoved my DL in there with it. DOH! Crisis averted; but boy, do I feel like a goose!

ETA: Oh, yeah. I tripped over my own feet. Fortunately it was in the basement, so no one saw or heard me fall.

Oh joy. Atmospheric river storm activity due starting Thursday night. That’s the same type of storm we got a series of in January that caused so much trouble and stress.

Afternoon, mumpers! No idea what the temperature is out there, it was nice and sunny but cold while I was walking home and we had the briefest of snow flurries.

I have had a very busy day but it’s all been meetings so I have done very little actual work all day and will have much catching up to do tomorrow.

Thank you for the birthday wishes here and in the Book of Faces, it is much appreciated! I had some lovely messages, gifts and cards and it’s beena good day despite having to be at irk.

Off grocery shopping next, my supermarket rewards app says I can have a free pack of fancy cookies too! Then 'im indoors is making pulled pork tacis for dinner. Finally it’s Taco Tuesday!!

I’ve been informed that my cow-orkers are going for sushi at noon. Normally, I’d have a Cobb salad from TJ’s, but the menu has a fish salad, sashimi, and flying fish roe sushi. (I’ve never had flying fish roe.)

Good afternoon, folks. It’s been really warm, and sunny, lately. Today is the same. Well, only getting up to around 52F. Could be worse. I’m fine with this. Not cold, and not hot. Perfect.

My agenda for the day will only include worrying. Good grief. I’m a mess. You see, my husband went for his consultation with his cardiologist, yesterday. But, he has to go back to Indy to talk to the cardiologist there, as well.
Don’t know when, yet. Waiting for a call about it.

So. The local cardiologist said the only thing that can maybe help hubs, IF he’s a candidate for it, anyway, is some sort of new ‘experimental procedure’. They take a tiny drill through your arteries. If it gets too hot, the artery walls get too hot, weak, and bust open, which is a VERY BAD thing. No shit. He will only have a 50/50 chance of waking up, when they do it. I don’t know what it’s called. I don’t care, because I’d look it up, read it, and scare the piss all outta myself. But, it’s a fucking chance, better than the alternative, and hubs said he wants to try it. If he doesn’t, the alternative is that he’ll get worse, and worse, and weaker, and weaker, until he has a heart attack, which WILL kill him.

Oh, and after this month, he may not be able to drive a truck, anymore. Because of how bad his heart is. INDOT doesn’t want to have the chance of hubs passing out while driving, which, yeah. I can totally understand that.
The local cardiologist has his DOT Physical forms, and he’s got to ‘ok’ them, before hubs can get his CDL renewed. So, we won’t know anything for awhile, about that. He’ll know toward the end of the month. Maybe sooner, depending on when they get that form sent to whomever fucking takes care of that shit.

Anyway, he won’t know if he can have the experimental procedure until he talks to the Indy cardiologist, again. They said he’s absolutely NOT a candidate for open heart surgery, because they won’t be able to restart his heart. That’s what his local cardiologist said. So, if he gets to have the experimental procedure, it’ll have to be done in Indy. There are only two people in the country that do it. One in Indy, and the other is in Florida, somewhere. So, Indy it is. I don’t know how I’m going to get there, and back. I DO NOT drive in places like that! I’m just not able to do it. I get too worked up. I’ll have a stroke, if I even think about trying.

I can’t ease my mind. I’m eating like a feckin’ pig. That’s the LAST thing I need to be doing. I’m stressed. Highly stressed. I’m a mess. Hubs is taking it quite well. I am NOT.
I know worrying isn’t going to help. But, I love him dearly. I’m not able to NOT worry.

It’s a circus.
Three rings, a dancing bear, and a fuckin’ clown car.

I wish you ALL a much better day that I’m seeing. Thank you for letting me whine, bitch, spill my guts, and moan.

Shopping done. Got the credit card cancelled. Luckily, we don’t have many auto payments on that card since we no longer own a home.

Now I have to man up and call the doctor’s office.

Happy birthday Boofae! Free fancy cookies are always a good thing!

But now you are ready for it. You have everything you need because you planned and prepped. Isn’t that a good feeling?

Thanks everyone for the good wishes for hub’s card. He got a call this morning, they found it and it is waiting at the front desk for him. We have been super lucky with his card but our luck has to run out sometime, so I’m going to insist that I pay the check from now on. I never leave anything behind because I always double and triple check the area around and under our table before leaving.

Of course you are worried sick, how could you not be. That sounds terrifying, I’m glad you aren’t looking it up online.

Can you maybe drive to the outskirts of Indy and park in the back of a Walmart parking lot and uber the rest of the way? Most Walmarts are open 24/7 out this way and they have a policy of allowing overnight camping.

The power’s out back at the homestead. Mi esposa sent a couple of pics of the new power pole lying across the driveway. (I can just see her RAV4 parked on the other side of the street.) I guess the drill is to prep the new pole, then take down the power and the old pole. Sounds efficient. I’ll bet they get it done in half an hour.

Afternoon all. Well, was slightly ambitious this morning, got my hair cut (what there is of it) and the gas tank full, so those jobs are done for awhile. Lunch will be late then some gym time before dinner. Need to leave my car out front tonight the HVAC guys are coming tomorrow to replace my duct-work and plan to be here by 7:30am, they say.

flyboy, I imagine they do enough of these jobs to get pretty proficient with it. And since you have a generator, shouldn’t be a problem.

{{{Ace}}}, you have every right to be worrying and stressed; it’s your husband and that’s pretty grim odds he’s facing. Fingers and all other appendages crossed that it all works out.

JtC, glad the card was recovered.

Nettie, hunker down and hope the storm isn;t as bad a forecast.

Hippo Birdie boo fae!!!

Talkie, it’s your child we’re talking about; go full Karen on them if you must.

OK, Champions League soccer starts shortly, so take care all.

Happy Birthday BooFae! And happy Taco Tuesday!

I can’t imagine being able to do anything different. {{{{Ace}}}} Hope you get some positive news soon.

Took this as a recommendation, and put the brita pitcher through the dishwasher and put a new filter in it. Haven’t managed to get out a new toothbrush yet.

Did manage to login to bank account in the US, another bank account somewhere else (have to login every 30 days or I lose the cookie and then have to call somebody, which is a pain, and often an international phone call), arrange a money transfer to said bank, pay for said money transfer, clean the bathroom sinks, put a bucket hot tap water down both bathroom sinks, the shower and the kitchen sink (recommendation from plumber) and had some brie and broccoli.

And some cookies. And there might some alcohol in my near future.

I use paper for the weekly grocery list, notes on my phone for other items (such as things to buy if I happen to be in the mall), some items on Reminders (Apple App, do not recommend), Apple Calendar, plus the aforementioned maintenance book, for those tasks that are done rather rarely. Weekly tasks, such as cleaning the kitchen floor, are not tracked. I do them often enough so there’s no need. Plus, it’s rather noticeable if I don’t do them.

Hubby’s in the kitchen currently. When he’s done, I’m going to clean the floor, and then it’ll dry in about 10 minutes. I really like heated floors.

Guess he needs assistance. Happy Tuesday!

Happy birthday, boofae!! :birthday: :smiley:

Today started with a dental appointment: it began as a routine 6-month cleaning, but ended with the dentist suddenly recommending braces! I tried orthodontia in high school but hated the effects of the intial appliance, and managed to talk my mom into letting me stop treatment. So I do have a few issues – there’s a slight gap between my two front teeth, my top and bottom teeth don’t meet in the front (eating burritos without a knife and fork can be challenging), etc. – but I’ve been seeing this dentist for almost 25 years and have always been told that as long as I can eat/drink and I don’t have any jaw pain everything’s alright. Suddenly, the issues with my bottom teeth that I thought were just cosmetic are apparently actually functional and could affect the near-future health of some other teeth (the ones that bear the brunt whenever I chew). Orthodontia has come up with them exactly twice before – both times the topic was raised by me, related to cosmetic concerns about the gap – but I never went further than an initial consult 20+ years ago. I’m 51, and no one has ever said anything before about needing braces in order to keep some of my teeth from wearing out too quickly! To be fair, it seems that the position of a couple of my bottom teeth has gradually worsened: they’re kind of tipped over, contributing to the lack of top and bottom teeth meeting, and apparently are – tiny bit by tiny bit – continuing to fall sideways and – tiny bit by tiny bit – squishing the four teeth that are between them. And, I will consider scheduling a consult with the orthodontist who partners with that practice. But it just really bugs me to have something that’s been framed as cosmetic/optional for so long suddenly framed as “OMG you need this now!!1!” Meh.

Other than structurally my teeth are in pretty good shape – I often get compliments from the hygienist on my brushing – but whenever I get them cleaned they’re a little sore for the rest of the day, and I often have an accompanying headache. It’s been four hours since the cleaning ended and my head is still bothering me; I’m about to take some more Tylenol. And I was already a little tired/off when I woke up, so I’ve cancelled the plans I had to go to DC tonight for a friend’s album release (she’s a local favorite and will have plenty of audience without me :slight_smile: ). Which means I don’t have to leave the house again until the weekend! Yay!

Woah! :open_mouth:

Have fun!

Online concussion = the result of repeatedly banging one’s head on one’s desk, as brought on by reading stupid things from stupid people on the internet.

So did it actually happen? :thinking:

Understandably!! :people_hugging:

Snarling was successful, or so it seems. I was promised that all required information would be provided to the orthotist by the end of the day. We shall see.

Work is silly. There’s a big kerfuffle over envelope size going on. Of all things to get het up about. I’m getting even more responsibilities, too, which I’m not really looking forward to. I guess this is how we are rewarded…you do an okay job and you get more work.

I’m getting sleepy - I got up and waddled at 5 this morning with my friend and am slowly but surely getting close to keeling over.

I have two rather unhappy cats right now. About the time the vacuum quit rampaging around, the landscaping maintenance crew started their noisy activities outside, and mean Meowmie didn’t close the patio door (we need some fresher air in here).

Howdy Y’all! Laundry got laundered and put away. We then resumed high sloth and achieved nappage. We also day drank and had a late N.O.L./early sup. Thus has it been in swampland this N.O.S. day.

Taters good for you for your offer to help the other state. Hope it won’t be a forever and a day thing for ya.

Cookie does indeed sound like an inside job with that credit card company.

MetalMouse glad your haid feels better, but still keep an eye on it, OK?

talky hope the surgeon’s office gets back with you soonest. No shame in goin’ all Karen when it’s necessary. I see goin’ Karen worked. Good for you!

FlyBoy glad you found your DL. Also, if no one sees or hears it, then it didn’t happen.

BooFae yay for all the bday loot and the free fancy cookies!

{{{ace}}} that’s a whole lot to worry about and I definitely understand why it has you so worried. None of it sounds like especially good news at all! I guess we can only wait and hope the experimental surgery works for hubs. In the meantime, I will keep him in my prayers if that’s any help.

Nettie I imagine you are all prepared for the worst with the storm. Still, here’s hopin’ it is not as bad as predicted.

JtC yay for hubby’s found credit card!

Oopsie wow, you’re right. All of a sudden you aboslutely must have braces is a giant step from just sayin’ no worries for all those years.

Lunch. I had a seafood sunomono salad – cucumbers with bites of salmon, tuna, octopus, and something else, with a sweet vinegar sauce – two pieces of flying fish roe sushi, a small Sapporo, and a small Kirin. Very filling, though the roe didn’t have much flavour.

A cow-orker ordered a ‘Mt. Rainier Roll’ – snow crab and avocado, baked, with a ‘special creamy sauce’ and eel, topped with scallops.and crispy fish. It looked really good, especially since it was still moving. (I assume that was the scallops.)

Then to Trader Joe’s for a slab o’ corned beef, a head of cabbage, frozen broccoli, frozen asparagus, frozen branzino (fish), and of course, my Cobb Salad that I’ll have for dinner. I also got some organic American cheese slices, since The Missus has been having American cheese sandwiches and we’re about out of American cheese. (NB: I buy pasteurized processed American Cheese, which is actual cheese; and not ‘pasteurized processed cheese food’ that is not less than 51% cheese, or Pasteurized Prepared Cheese Product, which is even farther away from real cheese.)

Well, it’s tomorrow now. Did you get your shiner metal mouse?

I’m sorry about your uncle oopsie.

Happy birthday BooFae!

Irked, came home walked the dog, et and fell asleep for ~15 minutes. Tomorrow is a late start.

Stay safe and healthy y’all!

Happy Moonday!

It was 30 degrees at the park this morning. Either I am getting used to the cold, or 30 is not as cold as it used to be. I had to take off my hat and gloves because I was too hot. I’m wondering if all the warm days warmed up the ground a bit or something.

My poor magnolia was starting to bloom already, and now all the blossoms are frozen.

Rocky got a new sister. Cerby was trying to play with her, rare for him to play with another dog, and poor Aayla was so scared. She screamed all the way to the pavilion. She also growled at Echo and Ripple. She is supposed to be chihuahua and yorkie. She looks like neither.

We had a scare with Cerby today. He went after Ripple, I have no idea why. They were in the kitchen and Ripple ran to me. Cerby was on top of Ripple and trying to bite him.
I yelled at Cerby to go lay down and then he turned on me and started growling and showing his teeth.
My son came running and then Cerby turned to him growling and showing his teeth. We still have some jungle boxes in the living room and my son grabbed one of those and held it between them.
The scary part was that Cerby’s eyes were glazed over, he looked like he was going psycho. He kept looking back and forth at us, showing his teeth and growling.
Adam ran past me and I thought if Cerby did this to Adam he would have killed him.
Now I know why his first vet recommended putting him down.
I’m going to make an appointment with the vet and rule out any medical reasons, but I have felt for a long time that there is something wrong with him. He’s not right in the head.
That was some scary behavior.
No idea what triggered it.
Fortunately, no damage to Ripple, who was just trying to get away. He had a wet spot on his back where Cerby kept trying to grab him.

Cerby is giving me plenty of space right now, and he won’t make eye contact with me.

I talked with a vet online and she feels that Cerby may need to be put down. She said she has seen this behavior before and in her experience, it only gets worse. I’m going to schedule a thyroid test as an underactive thyroid can cause aggression. I’ll talk with a behaviorist, that got put on hold because of Ripple’s cancer.

I think the eyes glazing over just really got to me.

Happy Toosday!

Happy Birthday BooFae

As you can see, I didn’t finish yesterday.
I was wiped out.
Cerby is back to normal today. It took several hours for him to get back to normal. He wasn’t being aggressive, but he was avoiding both of us.
My son thinks he has PTSD from the kids.

We went to the park this morning, but didn’t stay long. It was COLD and I didn’t take my hat and gloves because I didn’t need them yesterday. The temp was higher today, but it was damp and started sleeting.

Cerby and Echo go to daycare tomorrow, I’ll ask them to check his thyroid.

I got Ripple’s Palladia today. $572 for 15 pills. Last time it was $339. I asked why it’s more for a lower dose and it’s because these are hand mixed and made into capsules. The other ones were tablets and I guess maybe a standard dose?

I add calendar stuff to my ToDoList. I tend to ignore my phone, so that doesn’t irk so well. I bought a planner, and that irked for about three weeks.
The best planner I ever had was one I designed for myself. I lost the code for it and I’m not going to code it again.

{{{Ace}}} How horrible for you! If I lived closer, I would drive you. I hope all goes well with your husband.

FlyBoy, food that is still moving is not very appealing to me.

Congrats to everybody who found lost cards.

{{{CatGlove and Hubs}}}

Talky and Taters Whenever I bitch about my job, I’ll think of what y’all go through and count my blessings.

Red, my friend’s husband had two brothers who divorced and then married each other’s ex-wives. Then went on to have more children, So, cousins because step-siblings, and half siblings were cousins. From what I understand, it was all quite amicable.
Sometime in the future somebody is going to be cussing when they try to figure out that family tree.
I remember when his sister got married. She was 30 and marrying a 20-year-old. My friend and I kind of laughed and said that marriage won’t last long. It lasted 10 years, and she was divorcing him so she, who was now 40, could marry her new 20-year-old lover. The first husband was devastated.

Swampy, my great-aunt/cousin used to sing that to us.
If I remember correctly, one of the Rolling Stones was in that situation, except it was his son who married his wife’s mother.

There was this nice woman who hired me to pet sit her cats. She had never had pets before.
She bred her Siamese cat and she kept a male kitten.
She was telling me the story of how she got her third Siamese.
Mama cat wasn’t spayed and baby boy wasn’t neutered and she told me, with horror in her voice, that she had no idea that he would do that to his own mother.

It was all I could do to keep from laughing and I almost blurted out that her baby boy was a literal mother fucker.

Anyway, Bob Rivers had made a twisted tune of Red, Red Wine, called Red Neck Swine
Two lines of lyrics are
Red neck swine you’re really like no other
Your father and your mother was your sister and your brother
Those lines ran through my head every time I took care of her kitties.

Sari, that’s rather scary news about Cerby. I know how much you care about the dogs in your care, but if this action continues and is unpredictable, you might have to take that vets advice, to protect your family and other pets. And some interesting friends you have there…

Nope, there is a little swelling where the cut it, but no bruising.

Hey, I got two eyes in it, after all…

talkie, now make bloody sure they do what they said they would.

Oopsie, I try to avoid the really stupid things on the internet (it’s why I spend a fair amount of my time here at the Dope). And I’m a bit surprised the dentist suddenly came up with this–you’d think he would have been dropping hints over the years. Getting a second opinion is a good idea, IMHO.

Dicey, have the same thing with my Credit Union, only have a savings account there but if I don’t check it once a month they lock the account and put me through several procedures to get back on-line. PITA.

"I want my food dead. Not sick. Not wounded. Dead.” --Woody Allen

OK, first trip to the gym didn’t work, the parking there from 5-6pm is a nightmare, but it’s after 7pm so I’ll give it another try then come on home and slosh around in the tub for awhile before bedtime. All y’all take care.