This morning's subject line brought to you by this Stargate: Atlantis vid, which popped into my mind this morning.
It's going to be disgustingly hot today and I am not here for it. It seems like we skipped spring entirely and are going from late winter directly to summer. IT means that my office is going to be stifling, and my fan is going to be running on high. Tomorrow it's supposed to be almost as hot. Wednesday it's supposed to go down a little, but damn. Here's hoping the AC can keep up with it, unlike last year.
We're supposed to take my sister's car to the garage this morning for an oil change and to see why it's squealing and knocking. I suspect it's not going to be a cheap fix. She'll take my car until hers is done, which is fine, I'm not using it for my rigorous commute from the couch to the bedroom where my office is.
Once she gets home, I'll be running around the beltway to Hopkins to get my shoulder MRI. I'm both dreading it and looking forward to it. Dread, because I'm a little claustrophobic, and it is not my idea of fun. But on the other hand, I really want to know why I'm hurting so much. As I said to Jess, if I don't get at least a partial tear of the rotator cuff, I'm going to be annoyed. At least with the Hopkins portal, as soon as it's read, it'll publish, and I'll see it before my doctor calls. (Assuming someone is going to call. With that branch of the practice shutting down and my doctor apparently leaving the practice, I'm not really sure.) So many of my illnesses are invisible, and subject to doubt from doctors that I just want something to show up on this scan. I want it to be something concrete that I can point at.
Something I could do physical therapy for would also be nice. I would really like to be able to make it better, because I'm tired of not being able to reach for things without pain. And not just a twinge. This is full "stop what youre doing and just breathe with tears in your eyes" kind of pain. And of course, it's my dominant hand, so I do most of my daily hygiene with it. At the risk of TMI I'm seriously a little terrified that I won't be able to wipe my butt if it gets worse. It's already uncomfortable to wash my hair with it.
But first, I have a day of calls to get through. Mondays are usually busy, and this will be my first on the phone by myself, so we'll see how this goes.
I had a really nice weekend, ending off with a game that I thoroughly enjoy running. Next week is going to be interesting, as I'll have the first weekday games since I started the new schedule. Fortunately the first one is GMed by
poisontaster so I'm just a player. It's going to be strange trying to scramble from finishing work at 6 (if I'm lucky and there's no late calls) to being ready for game at 7.
I got some awesome news yesterday from
poisontaster. She'd had to drop out of Frostmaiden early in the game, but would like to come back and rejoin. So on Friday, I'll be reweaving her character in, even as I'm preparing for another player's departure due to a new job. It's the perfect time for it, as we're about to start a new (hopefully exciting) arc that is kicked off by the departing player's actions.
And now, it's time to follow my sister up to the shop for her car. Everyone have a delightful Monday!
It's going to be disgustingly hot today and I am not here for it. It seems like we skipped spring entirely and are going from late winter directly to summer. IT means that my office is going to be stifling, and my fan is going to be running on high. Tomorrow it's supposed to be almost as hot. Wednesday it's supposed to go down a little, but damn. Here's hoping the AC can keep up with it, unlike last year.
We're supposed to take my sister's car to the garage this morning for an oil change and to see why it's squealing and knocking. I suspect it's not going to be a cheap fix. She'll take my car until hers is done, which is fine, I'm not using it for my rigorous commute from the couch to the bedroom where my office is.
Once she gets home, I'll be running around the beltway to Hopkins to get my shoulder MRI. I'm both dreading it and looking forward to it. Dread, because I'm a little claustrophobic, and it is not my idea of fun. But on the other hand, I really want to know why I'm hurting so much. As I said to Jess, if I don't get at least a partial tear of the rotator cuff, I'm going to be annoyed. At least with the Hopkins portal, as soon as it's read, it'll publish, and I'll see it before my doctor calls. (Assuming someone is going to call. With that branch of the practice shutting down and my doctor apparently leaving the practice, I'm not really sure.) So many of my illnesses are invisible, and subject to doubt from doctors that I just want something to show up on this scan. I want it to be something concrete that I can point at.
Something I could do physical therapy for would also be nice. I would really like to be able to make it better, because I'm tired of not being able to reach for things without pain. And not just a twinge. This is full "stop what youre doing and just breathe with tears in your eyes" kind of pain. And of course, it's my dominant hand, so I do most of my daily hygiene with it. At the risk of TMI I'm seriously a little terrified that I won't be able to wipe my butt if it gets worse. It's already uncomfortable to wash my hair with it.
But first, I have a day of calls to get through. Mondays are usually busy, and this will be my first on the phone by myself, so we'll see how this goes.
I had a really nice weekend, ending off with a game that I thoroughly enjoy running. Next week is going to be interesting, as I'll have the first weekday games since I started the new schedule. Fortunately the first one is GMed by
I got some awesome news yesterday from
And now, it's time to follow my sister up to the shop for her car. Everyone have a delightful Monday!