...You're not my children; you're a bad game of Sims.. (sorry, had to get the second half of that lyric in there.)
I managed to sleep til 7:15, when a baby started yelling for food. That required taking out her plate and cleaning it, so after that, I was awake. Now I'm sitting here nibbling on a valentine's day cookie from the creamery and chugging my coffee. I was mildly productive this morning. I set up my MMR vaccine at CVS for next weekend, though if we finish the movie at a decent time, I might change it to this afternoon and just get it done. We'll see. Or I could do it on Wed night, since I have Thurs off for Yoda's vet appt. I know I want to get it done as soon as possible, just in case. I wish they would let me get RSV, but I'm apparently not decrepit enough. I can't do much about the oncoming bullshit, but that I could do.
The current political climate scares the fuck out of me. But of all the shit that worries me about the two stooges, it's RFK who terrifies me. I'm on SO many meds to keep my mental and physical health in the Jenga tower, and he's against all of them. I don't know how much he can actually do, but it scares me.
Yesterday was a long, but fun day. I worked in the morning, and had my manager hit me up first thing (they're not usually on there, but they knew I was working,) askeding me to call a disgruntled patient. Apparently he went to a different radiology practice, and they said he didn't have to drink contrast for his CT scan (spoiler, he does). He was very upset, and wanted us to call the doctor to confirm. We did, and they said "yeah, that's not great, but the images will do." So I called him to let him know that he didn't need the double dose of CT radiation.
He wasn't really mollified, and said that he can't get his doctor to call him back, and he wanted to talk to her before he cancelled. I agreed, that it was fine to do that, and we left the scan on the books.
Then, I had a 2 hour MRI for yesterday cancel and a 1hr one for tomorrow, so I backfilled those with someone from Thursday (when we're going to have a lot of snow.) When I mentioned it to my manager, she was so excited that I was taking the initiative. I'm like "it's my job? Literally 1/4 of my job these days is trying to help manage schedules, and making sure that high value slots aren't wasted.
After that, it was time for lunch and then our Odyssey of the Dragonlords game. It was delightful, and full of that good good RP. They had a couple small battles, but mostly it was character work, which is always fun.
Then, another break, and then MotW, which was also fun. I've thrown our monster hunters into their greatest foe--diplomacy.
Today, we're going to go see Captain America: Brave New World, and then we have Rise of the Ice Dragons in the evening, so it'll be an awesome day.
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8hyenas was talking about prepping for the coming bullshit, and it got me thinking about how COVID affected me. I think I've mentioned this before, but aside from one month of it, when I actually had the OG strain of Covid, it wasn't bad for me personally. There was definitely fear, and horror at the number of people dying, but honestly, I'd say my mental health actually improved during Covid.
Coming in, I was lonely. I had no fandom that I was in, I had just been diagnosed with diabetes the year before. Outside of family, I had one person I talked to regularly. I missed my fandom days.
Then, covid hit, and everything closed down. And suddenly, conventions I couldn't afford to attend were virtual for $15-20. And then Con.txt changed everything. We had a TTRPG panel. I'd been listening to the Rusty Quill Gaming and The Adventure Zone, so I attended. And it was like a bolt out of the blue. At the end of the panel, one of the audience decided to set up a TTRPG discord server. And a bunch of us joined. And someone introduced a game called Masks. And I played, and it was SO fun. And then, I got my nerve together, and offered to DM a game called Monster of the Week. And then, Frostmaiden. And then another, and another, and another. And in the process, I found community. And I made new friends, and drew in old friends, and now I have games almost every week where I laugh, and tell stories with my friends. They've been there through so much this year, and we're still standing strong.
And with that bit of navelgazing, it's time to go forth and get pants on. Have an outstanding Sunday, y'all.
I managed to sleep til 7:15, when a baby started yelling for food. That required taking out her plate and cleaning it, so after that, I was awake. Now I'm sitting here nibbling on a valentine's day cookie from the creamery and chugging my coffee. I was mildly productive this morning. I set up my MMR vaccine at CVS for next weekend, though if we finish the movie at a decent time, I might change it to this afternoon and just get it done. We'll see. Or I could do it on Wed night, since I have Thurs off for Yoda's vet appt. I know I want to get it done as soon as possible, just in case. I wish they would let me get RSV, but I'm apparently not decrepit enough. I can't do much about the oncoming bullshit, but that I could do.
The current political climate scares the fuck out of me. But of all the shit that worries me about the two stooges, it's RFK who terrifies me. I'm on SO many meds to keep my mental and physical health in the Jenga tower, and he's against all of them. I don't know how much he can actually do, but it scares me.
Yesterday was a long, but fun day. I worked in the morning, and had my manager hit me up first thing (they're not usually on there, but they knew I was working,) askeding me to call a disgruntled patient. Apparently he went to a different radiology practice, and they said he didn't have to drink contrast for his CT scan (spoiler, he does). He was very upset, and wanted us to call the doctor to confirm. We did, and they said "yeah, that's not great, but the images will do." So I called him to let him know that he didn't need the double dose of CT radiation.
He wasn't really mollified, and said that he can't get his doctor to call him back, and he wanted to talk to her before he cancelled. I agreed, that it was fine to do that, and we left the scan on the books.
Then, I had a 2 hour MRI for yesterday cancel and a 1hr one for tomorrow, so I backfilled those with someone from Thursday (when we're going to have a lot of snow.) When I mentioned it to my manager, she was so excited that I was taking the initiative. I'm like "it's my job? Literally 1/4 of my job these days is trying to help manage schedules, and making sure that high value slots aren't wasted.
After that, it was time for lunch and then our Odyssey of the Dragonlords game. It was delightful, and full of that good good RP. They had a couple small battles, but mostly it was character work, which is always fun.
Then, another break, and then MotW, which was also fun. I've thrown our monster hunters into their greatest foe--diplomacy.
Today, we're going to go see Captain America: Brave New World, and then we have Rise of the Ice Dragons in the evening, so it'll be an awesome day.
8hyenas was talking about prepping for the coming bullshit, and it got me thinking about how COVID affected me. I think I've mentioned this before, but aside from one month of it, when I actually had the OG strain of Covid, it wasn't bad for me personally. There was definitely fear, and horror at the number of people dying, but honestly, I'd say my mental health actually improved during Covid. Coming in, I was lonely. I had no fandom that I was in, I had just been diagnosed with diabetes the year before. Outside of family, I had one person I talked to regularly. I missed my fandom days.
Then, covid hit, and everything closed down. And suddenly, conventions I couldn't afford to attend were virtual for $15-20. And then Con.txt changed everything. We had a TTRPG panel. I'd been listening to the Rusty Quill Gaming and The Adventure Zone, so I attended. And it was like a bolt out of the blue. At the end of the panel, one of the audience decided to set up a TTRPG discord server. And a bunch of us joined. And someone introduced a game called Masks. And I played, and it was SO fun. And then, I got my nerve together, and offered to DM a game called Monster of the Week. And then, Frostmaiden. And then another, and another, and another. And in the process, I found community. And I made new friends, and drew in old friends, and now I have games almost every week where I laugh, and tell stories with my friends. They've been there through so much this year, and we're still standing strong.
And with that bit of navelgazing, it's time to go forth and get pants on. Have an outstanding Sunday, y'all.
