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It's a chilly morning and the cat is singing her little brains out. Not sure what about, I suspect it's "I want treats." (Spoiler, I got up to check and she wanted treats. She gobbled them and is back to singing the song of her people.)
Yesterday was rough, y'all. 4 hours of sleep, plus the stress that Dad may/may not come home, plus 8 hours of class = a lot of coffee. I spent most of the day so tired and fried that by 1pm I had already cancelled the game for last night, because there was just no way I'd be any good for it. Fortunately, Thursday games are a little easier to reschedule, so we're only a few weeks out.
Now the cat is racing through the house yelling. I have no fucking clue what she wants.
Jess went over the hospital and they said pending infectious disease, he was being released today. The social worker came and said she was getting an ambulance for 4, so she'd still be there for any issues. I think I forgot to mention that PT came in to evaluate him yesterday and found that he could stand without the sit/stand frame and even walk a couple of steps, which was kind of amazing, since he hasn't stood unaided since Feb 2023.
I managed to mostly pay attention in class, but only pulled a 90% on the test, which wasn't as good as I'd like, but it was still a pass.
Then, 4:00 rolled around. No dad. 5. Nothing. This time, I did the intelligent thing and called. Apparently the ambulance was running a bit late, but he was 100% ready when they got there. Finally about 6:15, they rolled up. The team was so nice, and got him into bed with a minimum of fuss, which I appreciated.
Dad is definitely better, but not where he was when he first came back from the rehab. He seems more fussy than he was and not quite as sharp. They didn't send him home with any antibiotics, so I'm not sure about that. I sent his primary care a message, and he's going to see him on Tuesday, so if he needs more antibiotics, he'll take care of it then.
The chest CT they did was mildly alarming, though the hospital seemed less concerned about it, so maybe all the stuff is just "Patient is old, film at 11."
We got him settled in, and in bed by 8. I went to bed anxious, worried about how his night would go. Despite that, I slept pretty well.
Today, I have a morning class, then an afternoon class. Hopefully, we're done a little before 5, I have a psych appointment then. Oh well, I'll manage. Just have my personal computer in there and ready to go the moment we sign off. I'm hoping to bring up the ADHD question now that I'm on my insurance's time. Which reminds me, at lunch I need to call the office and give them the new insurance information. I meant to do it yesterday, but...well, ADHD.
Tonight, we have game, which I am looking forward to. I found art for my Muppetborn, and named him Simba. He's a Muppet-y cat, which I plan to play 100% sincerely. It should be interesting.
Tomorrow, we have the game that got rescheduled when we both got the stomach bug. I also have to find time in the morning to run up to the Emissions station, as I've got two weeks before I need to have that done. Next weekend, I have Yoda's grooming and the week after, we'll be in Philly, so I've kind of got to go. Or, I suppose I could get an extension. I dunno. I'll think about it.
For now, I'm going to go forth and figure out breakfast. Everyone have a most excellent Friday!
Yesterday was rough, y'all. 4 hours of sleep, plus the stress that Dad may/may not come home, plus 8 hours of class = a lot of coffee. I spent most of the day so tired and fried that by 1pm I had already cancelled the game for last night, because there was just no way I'd be any good for it. Fortunately, Thursday games are a little easier to reschedule, so we're only a few weeks out.
Now the cat is racing through the house yelling. I have no fucking clue what she wants.
Jess went over the hospital and they said pending infectious disease, he was being released today. The social worker came and said she was getting an ambulance for 4, so she'd still be there for any issues. I think I forgot to mention that PT came in to evaluate him yesterday and found that he could stand without the sit/stand frame and even walk a couple of steps, which was kind of amazing, since he hasn't stood unaided since Feb 2023.
I managed to mostly pay attention in class, but only pulled a 90% on the test, which wasn't as good as I'd like, but it was still a pass.
Then, 4:00 rolled around. No dad. 5. Nothing. This time, I did the intelligent thing and called. Apparently the ambulance was running a bit late, but he was 100% ready when they got there. Finally about 6:15, they rolled up. The team was so nice, and got him into bed with a minimum of fuss, which I appreciated.
Dad is definitely better, but not where he was when he first came back from the rehab. He seems more fussy than he was and not quite as sharp. They didn't send him home with any antibiotics, so I'm not sure about that. I sent his primary care a message, and he's going to see him on Tuesday, so if he needs more antibiotics, he'll take care of it then.
The chest CT they did was mildly alarming, though the hospital seemed less concerned about it, so maybe all the stuff is just "Patient is old, film at 11."
We got him settled in, and in bed by 8. I went to bed anxious, worried about how his night would go. Despite that, I slept pretty well.
Today, I have a morning class, then an afternoon class. Hopefully, we're done a little before 5, I have a psych appointment then. Oh well, I'll manage. Just have my personal computer in there and ready to go the moment we sign off. I'm hoping to bring up the ADHD question now that I'm on my insurance's time. Which reminds me, at lunch I need to call the office and give them the new insurance information. I meant to do it yesterday, but...well, ADHD.
Tonight, we have game, which I am looking forward to. I found art for my Muppetborn, and named him Simba. He's a Muppet-y cat, which I plan to play 100% sincerely. It should be interesting.
Tomorrow, we have the game that got rescheduled when we both got the stomach bug. I also have to find time in the morning to run up to the Emissions station, as I've got two weeks before I need to have that done. Next weekend, I have Yoda's grooming and the week after, we'll be in Philly, so I've kind of got to go. Or, I suppose I could get an extension. I dunno. I'll think about it.
For now, I'm going to go forth and figure out breakfast. Everyone have a most excellent Friday!
