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Almost to through the week! We're slowly sliding into a nice, fun weekend.
Yesterday was a bit rough. Realized around 11am that I had completely forgotten to take my Vyvanse. That sucked. I was wondering why I felt so run down and shitty, and lo, it was because I was sans stimulants. I cracked around noon and took them, even though there was a chance of fucking up my sleep. Jess has a really nasty cough and feels generally shitty this week, and I am having a scratchy throat and slight cough. So far, covid tests have been negative, but it's really been sucky for them.
Dad continues to be a source of stress. He had agreed to have a feeding tube since he hasn't been able to pass the swallowing test. (Which is not unusual after having a ventilator for so long.) But he promptly pulled it out. My sister had to go over and talk to him. Fortunately, he was more with it for her, and agreed to have it put back in. The problem is that he hasn't eaten anything for a while. They had him on a feeding tube while he was on the vent, but that came out a week ago. So he needs some food. We'll see how long he's willing to leave it in this time. There's something called ventilator delirium, where he may not be fully with it for up to 2 weeks. I'll go over tonight for a while, and see if he's better than he was on Monday.
Today is Boodle's vet appointment, and I think that contributed to my lack of sleep last night. I'm very worried about what they're going to have to say. She's my baby, but she is 14yrs old. Plus the trauma of Grace and Sam's deaths are still fresh, even though they were over a year ago. I'm pretty sure she has thyroid issues, but aside from that, I'm just not sure. I want her to live at least as long as Sam did. She's definitely lost weight, which could be the thyroid, or she could be diabetic. We'll see.
Tomorrow, I have my doctor appt. I'm not horribly stressed about that. I just need the Nurse practitioner to order my meds, and do the prior auth for the higher dose of Rybelsus. 70% of my meds are from the psych doctor, so she just is dealing with the diabetes, blood pressure and asthma. I haven't decided whether I'll do a half day of work, or just call out completely. We'll see how it goes. I'm thinking I'll leave about 9 for the appt and stop off to get my car emissions done. It's overdue, and they're getting cranky about it. Somehow, the last 6 weeks have not been easy to find time to get it done.
And on that note, time for me to start gettign myself together for work. Everyone have a wonderful Thursday!
Yesterday was a bit rough. Realized around 11am that I had completely forgotten to take my Vyvanse. That sucked. I was wondering why I felt so run down and shitty, and lo, it was because I was sans stimulants. I cracked around noon and took them, even though there was a chance of fucking up my sleep. Jess has a really nasty cough and feels generally shitty this week, and I am having a scratchy throat and slight cough. So far, covid tests have been negative, but it's really been sucky for them.
Dad continues to be a source of stress. He had agreed to have a feeding tube since he hasn't been able to pass the swallowing test. (Which is not unusual after having a ventilator for so long.) But he promptly pulled it out. My sister had to go over and talk to him. Fortunately, he was more with it for her, and agreed to have it put back in. The problem is that he hasn't eaten anything for a while. They had him on a feeding tube while he was on the vent, but that came out a week ago. So he needs some food. We'll see how long he's willing to leave it in this time. There's something called ventilator delirium, where he may not be fully with it for up to 2 weeks. I'll go over tonight for a while, and see if he's better than he was on Monday.
Today is Boodle's vet appointment, and I think that contributed to my lack of sleep last night. I'm very worried about what they're going to have to say. She's my baby, but she is 14yrs old. Plus the trauma of Grace and Sam's deaths are still fresh, even though they were over a year ago. I'm pretty sure she has thyroid issues, but aside from that, I'm just not sure. I want her to live at least as long as Sam did. She's definitely lost weight, which could be the thyroid, or she could be diabetic. We'll see.
Tomorrow, I have my doctor appt. I'm not horribly stressed about that. I just need the Nurse practitioner to order my meds, and do the prior auth for the higher dose of Rybelsus. 70% of my meds are from the psych doctor, so she just is dealing with the diabetes, blood pressure and asthma. I haven't decided whether I'll do a half day of work, or just call out completely. We'll see how it goes. I'm thinking I'll leave about 9 for the appt and stop off to get my car emissions done. It's overdue, and they're getting cranky about it. Somehow, the last 6 weeks have not been easy to find time to get it done.
And on that note, time for me to start gettign myself together for work. Everyone have a wonderful Thursday!
