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fflo... it seems that several of them are mundane things, like "Did we really keep [name of certain rarely used thing] in the refrigerator [or cabinet] for years, or did we use them up faster than I realized?"
Thought of that one today. Also wished I could ask her how much Tylenol she ate. Wonder if it did her harm.
I'm on Day 2 of being sick, COVID-neg per (expired) test yesterday. Feel pretty crappy. My glands are rock hard, so clearly my system is working on something, defense-wise.
Got a cat food delivery and the driver just dropped the two boxes in the middle of the yard. Where it rained on them. Going out to fetch them really took it outta me. So did bring the trash cans in, for that matter, earlier in the day.
Boo, sick. C'mon, time.
Oh, and Eddie's not coming to Noir City. Doc told him no, but not life`threatening. That takes some pressure off me to get to screenings, asI won't be missing hanging with him.
Falling behind at work. Ugh.
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Oh look I didn't post this yesterday. I had to get on here to look at calendars cuz I was trying to reschedule an appointment later today, but after 15 minutes of their horrible tinny hold music I called back and asked someone just to leave the message that I'm not showing up this afternoon, and will reschedule later. It was an appointment to take my CPAP machine in to the providers with whom it has stopped communicating electronically. Part of the larger run-around of having to get proof that I need & use that machine, as if there's a bunch of us out here fraudulently arranging to hook ourselves up to hoses every night for kicks. Or I suppose selling off the 1 CPAP machine that our insurance company would buy for us. Like, ooh, big money.
Had a dream that I got mad about fatphobia at a chorus practice, and slammed a table to punctuate my speaking about it, and was probably going to get kicked out. This was interesting cuz what's really on my mind from the half of the rehearsal I was at on Monday is ageism. To the extent that I think I'm gonna have to say something about it. Which I don't want to. I don't even like asserting myself to the extent of calling a CPAP place back to say I don't want to listen to your horrendous tinny headache music any longer, so let's do this differently.
Overnight and today I've had a first few coughs with this ailment. Often a cold will move down into my chest before it is finished off. But it doesn't always happen. This is a heck of a cold, though, with the fever and aches, and the majorly swollen glands. Could be a flu, I guess. I got the combo vax for this year's anticipated strains a week ago. Takes 2 weeks to be of much help, however.
My bivalent COVID booster is on tap for next week.
It's 80-some degrees today, and has been, though it's been getting a little chilly at night. But tomorrow the highs switch to the 40s for a long stretch. This is fall kicking in big-time. My sense of the ambient temperature is way off with the cold, however. Hot and chilled, at turns.
Last night there was some of the loudest rumbling thunder I recall ever hearing. Two long roiling spates of it. Right now there's a little lazy thunder in the distance. I guess I should re-open some windows for the kitty-cats.
These have been the ramblings of a sick person.
Oh wait what was the other question I thought of since yesterday that I wanted to ask my dead mother? There was one. That made 3 questions for my dead mother in 2 days.
I forget now.
Thought of that one today. Also wished I could ask her how much Tylenol she ate. Wonder if it did her harm.
I'm on Day 2 of being sick, COVID-neg per (expired) test yesterday. Feel pretty crappy. My glands are rock hard, so clearly my system is working on something, defense-wise.
Got a cat food delivery and the driver just dropped the two boxes in the middle of the yard. Where it rained on them. Going out to fetch them really took it outta me. So did bring the trash cans in, for that matter, earlier in the day.
Boo, sick. C'mon, time.
Oh, and Eddie's not coming to Noir City. Doc told him no, but not life`threatening. That takes some pressure off me to get to screenings, asI won't be missing hanging with him.
Falling behind at work. Ugh.
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Oh look I didn't post this yesterday. I had to get on here to look at calendars cuz I was trying to reschedule an appointment later today, but after 15 minutes of their horrible tinny hold music I called back and asked someone just to leave the message that I'm not showing up this afternoon, and will reschedule later. It was an appointment to take my CPAP machine in to the providers with whom it has stopped communicating electronically. Part of the larger run-around of having to get proof that I need & use that machine, as if there's a bunch of us out here fraudulently arranging to hook ourselves up to hoses every night for kicks. Or I suppose selling off the 1 CPAP machine that our insurance company would buy for us. Like, ooh, big money.
Had a dream that I got mad about fatphobia at a chorus practice, and slammed a table to punctuate my speaking about it, and was probably going to get kicked out. This was interesting cuz what's really on my mind from the half of the rehearsal I was at on Monday is ageism. To the extent that I think I'm gonna have to say something about it. Which I don't want to. I don't even like asserting myself to the extent of calling a CPAP place back to say I don't want to listen to your horrendous tinny headache music any longer, so let's do this differently.
Overnight and today I've had a first few coughs with this ailment. Often a cold will move down into my chest before it is finished off. But it doesn't always happen. This is a heck of a cold, though, with the fever and aches, and the majorly swollen glands. Could be a flu, I guess. I got the combo vax for this year's anticipated strains a week ago. Takes 2 weeks to be of much help, however.
My bivalent COVID booster is on tap for next week.
It's 80-some degrees today, and has been, though it's been getting a little chilly at night. But tomorrow the highs switch to the 40s for a long stretch. This is fall kicking in big-time. My sense of the ambient temperature is way off with the cold, however. Hot and chilled, at turns.
Last night there was some of the loudest rumbling thunder I recall ever hearing. Two long roiling spates of it. Right now there's a little lazy thunder in the distance. I guess I should re-open some windows for the kitty-cats.
These have been the ramblings of a sick person.
Oh wait what was the other question I thought of since yesterday that I wanted to ask my dead mother? There was one. That made 3 questions for my dead mother in 2 days.
I forget now.
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