I’m out of this one. And yep.
Took Simi down to the trail for a loose leash walk early this morning. We did three miles and he was very good, ignoring the few other dogs/walkers we saw.
We returned to the parking lot which is a takeout for kayaks coming down the Kiskiminetas River. A woman flagged us down, asking for help with her kayak.
I put Simi in my Jeep and walked over. I grabbed the bow of her boat and waited for her to grab the stern. She just stood there, watching me. I said. “OK, grab the other end”.
She pouted like a 3 year old and said, “my boyfriend always puts it on my car by himself”. I was tired and hungry, so I replied, “I’m not your boyfriend” and walked away while she yelled, “hey, come back”. I did not.
Good for you. Entitled types like that need a reality check.
I had a big reminder on not to eat ice cream for dessert after dinner, as it gives me acid reflux at night.
Last night, about an hour after lights out, I woke up to the excruciating pain of stomach acid right in my vocal chords. I had to get up and spit/rinse it out. Adding to the misery is that I take some fish oil capsules right before bed (opthalmologist’s orders), and that came up too. I felt like I had been licking out an old bait can combined with battery acid.
I took a Pepcid Complete and had to sit in an upright chair for an hour or two to let the pain and acid subside before returning to bed. Then I got up early and ate a bit of cream of wheat, which is a great acid-settler for me.
And it was only a mini-bar of Haagen Dazs ice cream that I ate last night! There can’t be more than 1/4 cup of ice cream in one of those.
It was the pout that got me. If she hadn’t pouted I’d probably have just put her boat onto her car.
I aspire to your level of not-giving-a-shit-tedness.
Old-skool Cheerios (in the yellow box) for me. Dry, no milk, straight outta the box. Barely chewed, washed down with a 
ton of water.
Somehow, the bran/water blend absorbs bad things without triggering the “Ope, we gotta hit the Reverse Button!” button.
If her name wasn’t “Karen”, it should have been.
Agreed. I am wondering if I’ve been putting up with behavior I don’t deserve as a way of distracting myself from my sons passing.
I do realize the main mistake I’ve made (too many times) is to pursue the man. That never works, at least for me.
Not in a hurry, either.
Grrrr. My husband tested positive for Covid on Tuesday. I was having milder symptoms myself, so did tests on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday that were all negative. Skipped yesterday, since I thought I was feeling better.
Woke up feeling horrible today, and bingo. Positive test of my own.
Not that you asked, but consider contacting your doc and asking if Paxlovid might be appropriate for you. It might shorten the length of feeling cruddy and also be protective against severity and long Covid. Only your doctor knows your health situations and meds, etc to know if it’s a good idea for you.
Most docs will accept your report of a positive home test, if not here’s a test to treat locator:
I did message her via the Kaiser system, but it being Saturday, dunno how fast a response I’ll get.
Well, dang.
I’m not well versed in Kaiser.
If you need to operate around them is seems Paxlovid is not expensive:
It’s getting the learned advice about what is appropriate for you.
Can you try the test to treat and consult with the pharmacist and pay out of pocket?
I assume you and your husband are both fully vaccinated. In which case, feeling crappy is going to be about the worst of it (but @BippityBoppityBoo has good advice, as usual). By this point I think possibly more people I know have tested positive for COVID than not, but since everyone is vaccinated and boosted it’s no big deal.
Turns out that Paxlovid has significant interaction issues with atorvastatin (Lipitor), which I do take, sayeth drugs.com. I think I’d better hold off on pursuing that until I can consult my doctor.
@wolfpup, DH is not vaccinated, I am fully vaccinated/boosted.
Sounds reasonable~didn’t know what meds, etc were in your situation.
I take simvastatin so if I was to do a Paxlovid course I would need to abstain from that statin while I was on the anti-viral.
And of course the people who most need to be shielded from the effects and long term sequelae of Covid are just the people who are of the age to have acquired a need for statins. Somewhere the goddesses are laughing their heads off at us frail humans.
And hats off to you for being vaxxed and boosted ! You go girl!
If I had stayed at home when I first saw the problem, I might have tried that (although I’m not terribly handy). However, I was in a parking lot and needed to get towed (AAA), so figured I would just get it to the dealer. Not terrible (I was fearing $1000), so probably the right choice.
Took Simi to the trail for another early morning walk. The pouting girl and her yak were gone. (my gf was teasing me about how awful I’d feel if she was still there)
Can’t help seeing an image of you trying to lift a yak. Those things are heavy.
The ice cream truck around the corner that won’t shut the fuck up with its ice-cream-truck jingle is all the proof I need that every home should be equipped with a shoulder-fired missile launcher.
Not just heavy, but also disgruntled when displaced from their Himalayan homeland.