I’m getting the same message when I try to visit the Giraffe boards, so I haven’t seen them in a day or two. When I click open the “advanced” part of the warning message, it talks about a certificate having expired on 8/22/22. I’d like to visit to see about wring, but I’ll have to wait to see if this is resolved.
Strong tea is being imbibed and I guess I’ll go to the gym today. I should have gone yesterday, but I was too tired from a very busy day at work the day before. I’m getting too old to handle five demanding attorneys, and they’re assigning me another one this Monday.
Retirement in, let’s see, about five months from now.
Buddy’s chasing some bug that apparently got in while I had the patio door open to allow him to come and go (since I’m about to go back to bed, he’s now in for the day, so far as I’m concerned. He went out way earlier than he normally does). Allie is doing an excellent impression of Maggie Smith’s best disapproving look.
Morning all. Paper retrieved and pill taken. The rain is gone (still a 25% chance of more today) but the lawn is so soaked that the planned mowage may have to wait; we’ll see if it drys out enough by the afternoon/evening. No soccer today, but signed up to referee a game (along with coaching 2) on Saturday, so no respite until Sunday. Swimmin’ is also planned sometime later.
yankers, sounds like you did the right thing and hopefully sloth will not be difficult; swampy can provide lessons if you need it…
shoe, sounds like you like your workplace and they like you; that’s important and I hope it stays that way (one thing about the workplace is that it’s constantly changing).
JtC, your stories about the ‘old married couple’ (that’s you and DH) never fail to amuse. You obviously have been married long enough to know each other foibles (well, at least you know his…). And a bidet toilet(s) for my house are my planned Xmas present to myself for 2023, and at last look, I am a real man (*looks again to be sure…yep).
OK, need to get my Instant Breakfast and Apple a day to break my fast. All y’all take care.
Yeah, it’s a pain. Over the years I’ve said we should have universal health care (and have said health care should be not-for-profit) so that people are not burdened with financial issues while they’re sick or injured. It would be so much better to present my UHC card and let the tax-supported system take care of the payments.
I need to call PeaceHealth again today. The Spousal Unit gave me her tax return, and I need to see how much of it they require for the financial assistance application. They mentioned Schedule C, but I don’t know if they need the whole thing. Since I work for someone else, all I need is my pay stub.
I can’t believe I qualify. I just assumed that I made too much money. I’m glad I talked to the woman. If she’s right about an 85% reduction, I’ll only be on the hook for about $400 which would be pretty darned good.
Babby is napping and I just built a cuke-onion salad for whenever. I also cleared some suspicious items out of the fridge and into the trash. I think I’ve earned a break.
I’m pretty sure if it ever comes to me having to wrangle one or both grands 5 days a week, daughter and SIL will have to make other arrangements. But that’s a topic for another time - not too soon, I hope.
Reporting late for MASH. Was feeling a bit extra tired last Wednesday evening, which continued into Thursday/Friday, but chalked it up to overdoing it over the previous weekend.
Saturday morning’s fever changed that. Sunday I did a self-test, and it came up positive. Hubby is following me, so we didn’t even bother with a test for him.
This is despite 3 doses of Pfizer each, which is according to the official recommendation here.
Neither of us have had a fever since Monday. I have some coughing, and am a bit tired, but hubby has more coughing and a sore throat. Probably a couple good nights’ rest will take care of it.
Unfortunately it meant I spent a lot of Monday and Tuesday rescheduling our vacation that was supposed to start tomorrow. Still have to reserve a rental car.
And, we have no idea how we caught it.
Neighbors have offered to do shopping for us - really nice of them.
Read everything, but brain hurts from changing plans, plus we’re getting our money’s worth of Netflix, etc.
Today’s report from Sickbay Sacramento: DH has basically no voice and is coughing up crud. Temperature’s a lot closer to normal. Oddly, I also have a sore throat (along with fatigue and lower digestive upheaval) and am still testing negative. The cats are being pretty usual. I think Buddy’s sulking about the cabinet latches, and has definitely decided that if he’s sleeping with both humans, he must be between us and crosswise on the bed.
My contribution to this theme is that my knees, which had been remarkably pain-free for quite some time, have started acting up again, especially the right one, in the lower inside portion of the kneecap. I couldn’t even bend over to pet the cat when I got home.
Mrs W blames it on the weather, and she may have a point. The temperature has been bouncing around like a pinball lately, so I’m sure that means lots of sudden barometric pressure changes.
So far today, ibuprofen and topical CBD are keeping the pain in check. We’ll see.
I keep dropping off the face of the earth. It sounds like everyone has been having a challenging week. The kids started school Monday (yay!), then I took my mom into her pre-chemo appointment, thinking we’d be in the all-clear, only when I got her she was shivering. Shitballs.
So, after the blood draw, a referral from the oncologist and seven hours in the ER where a gentleman consistently refused to wear any clothing but did pee on the floor twice, mom was admitted to the hospital for a generalized infection, cause unknown. Lots of antibiotics, blood transfusions, saline solutions and various enzymes and electrolytes followed and I am about to leave to pick her up (hopefully - they are dreadfully slow in the downtown hospital).
I am very, very relieved that they caught whatever it was early. Unfortunately this backs up her chemo treatment at least week and since they don’t quite know what caused the problem in the first place, thie source of the symptoms could be pretty bad, though I guess they wouldn’t discharge a cancer patient from the oncology unit not knowing whether she’d developed leukemia as well…right???
I miss having dinner with the kids and sitting on the couch in the evening and chatting about their first day back at school. And being reliable at work. But most of all I miss my mom having a more normal existence. It feels like everything is always on the verge of catastrophe. Then that thing I’d worried the most about happening actually happens and I make the mistake of thinking, “Well, at least it can’t get worse. X hasn’t happened, amirite?” Okay, off to brush the teeth (I managed to eat an actual hot meal today for the first time since Sunday!) and grab the mom unit.
The shopping complex across the street started towing cars, leading to a large but temporary exodus from the sort(lazy people park across the street instead of walking a 1/4 mile. Uphill. In the snow and 90 degree temps. Fighting off bears.).
SSLAW #1 kept dying.
R the supervisor kept bringing me rewraps and damages 2 hours after the package cars left.
So a 9 hour day.
As far as the weird things in the fallout today:
plastic trays with bits of live grass in them(Dear sir or madam. I have enclosed a segment of my lawn. Please get off it)
65 pounds of 9"x13" flatbreads in a Lowes hardware box.
Happy Woden’s Day, everyone! I woke up with serious joint pain in my hands. The whole infusion fiasco seems to have stirred up the lupus symptoms. Naproxen doesn’t do much, and I don’t want to take the Devil’s Drug (prednisone). Typing doesn’t make the pain worse, though, so that’s good.
I’m awaiting sonny boy and 2 of the 3 dogs. One pup has a vet appointment, and then they’ll be here for lunch. It’s too hot to cook, so I ordered from Panera. The Italian mama in me is scandalized I’m not making lunch myself. I did make homemade pudding from scratch last night, though, as well as a peach and blackberry conserve and some pecans and oats toasted with brown sugar. I layered everything in goblets, so now it’s a parfait.
I got sick of fighting my bedroom blinds. I can raise 'em, but lowering requires many, many tries and a Marine battalion. Also, the blades don’t close all the way, and I literally can’t see why. I put in a maintenance request. Apparently the blinds people have to handle it, so now everything’s on hold until they decide when they’re coming. It’s the blinds leading the blind. (Sorry.)
All of this sounds SOOOOOOO minor compared to what some of you are going through. wordy, kudos for handling mom’s situation so well, and hugs for the situation being so hard. I can’t imagine how exhausted you must be, physically and mentally. I wish I could help somehow.
I hope the Good Health Fairy sprinkles Magic Healing Sparkles over everyone soldiering through pain and/or illness.
Blurf. I brought home 95% of a pizza I fixed myself last night, but just couldn’t bring myself to eat any more of it.
(The irony of working at a pizza joint? Not my fave food, not by a long shot.)
I wound up having a bowl of Lucky Charms for dinner. At least milk was involved, so I won’t die of osteoporosis just yet.
Anyway, not eating much yesterday off my tummy, so today I have the blurfs, which does not entail much appetite.
… and downward the spiral goes.
I need to get over this dumb pizza I don’t really want, and figure out something appetizing. I have a full pantry and stuff in the freezer … I just don’t. want. any. of. it.
(And the next person who suggests “Maybe you should smoke some pot? It’ll give you the munchies…” is getting this lighter that just died on me thrown at their face.)
Afternoon all. Swimmin’ and sauna are done for the day, it’s still very cloudy but no rain so I guess in a couple of hours I’ll go out and see if I can cut the grass (wet grass is a bastich to mow and even worse to bag). If no mowage guess I’ll see about doing a couple jobs around the house.
shoe, if you need an appetite, why don’t you… <Metal mouse catches lighter right in the forehead>. Something good will come to mind. Like Butter Pecan Ice Cream…
Take care nellie; have fun with Son and pups.
doggio, you’re work descriptions always bring a smile to my face, even when I haven’t a clue what you’re talking about (a SSLAW sounds more like some type of Army vehicle).
talkie hugs for both you and Mom-unit.
Will she or won’t she…will she or won’t she (hey, Waffle day can have more than one meaning).
But best wishes for DH; sounds like it could be something serious.
Dicey, you and husband take care and get well.
OK, have had a little tide-me-over lunch so now possible nappage and then out to try and mow the lawn about 4pm (2:30 here). Everybody get well soon.
Got a call from my daughter’s MIL - SIL fainted at work and was taken to the hospital. So both grands are here, probably for supper. Last I heard from said, they were still in the waiting room.
off my tummy, so today I have the blurfs, which does not entail much appetite.