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May. 25th, 2002 01:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckMonday, LunarGeography and Justin visited. We watched the two episodes of Shamanic Princess that Justin hadn't seen previously followed by seven episodes of Ruroni Kenshin (We considered watching some Cowboy Bebop, but Justin's brain was still a little fried, so Kenshin seemed like a safer option. Kenshin leaps into the realm of the surreal a bit less often). We probably would have done more, but we started later than we intended because LunarGeography and I felt we had to explain to Justin what he'd missed in the Wednesday Amber game and because we wanted to hear what Justin had to say about China.
Scott made it to work Monday, but the day really wasn't good for him. He had to deal with a lot of dust that made his allergy problems worse. He came home, showered and watched Kenshin with the rest of us. Eventually, we ordered pizza. Justin and LunarGeography left after his exhaustion started to catch up with him visibly.
Scott decided that he needed to take Tuesday off to go to the doctor. She recommended a change in medication. It's more expensive, but we know that allegra works better for him than zyrtec does. I went with him since I had a physical therapy appointment at 8:15. I also wanted the doctor to take a look at a mole on his thigh that I'm a little suspicious of. She agreed that it needs to be watched but said that she didn't think it needed to be removed. I was concerned because half of it is one color and half another; that's one of the signs she told us to watch for. I'll have to be the one to keep track of any changes because it's in a spot Scott can't see.
Scott dragged me out to Sam's Club in the afternoon. He was utterly determined that I was going to get out of the house one way or another and was kind of annoyed that I dragged my feet over it. Until I explained explicitly while we were in Sam's Club, he didn't really understand that, since I started my day with a PT appointment, I'd already done my daily exercise so that anything else I did was drawing on my reserve stamina.
I came home and went straight to bed without even taking my hair down. That last proved to be a mistake since I ended up with a crick in my neck due to not being able to lie down properly. I didn't get up again until just before 8pm. I stayed up long enough to watch the Buffy season finale. I take it as a good sign (for the show) that events on the screen held my attention well enough to keep me awake for two hours. I didn't put on my glasses until the second hour (I was too out of it to realize that they were on the table in front of me rather than in some obscure place that would require searching).
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Scott made it to work Monday, but the day really wasn't good for him. He had to deal with a lot of dust that made his allergy problems worse. He came home, showered and watched Kenshin with the rest of us. Eventually, we ordered pizza. Justin and LunarGeography left after his exhaustion started to catch up with him visibly.
Scott decided that he needed to take Tuesday off to go to the doctor. She recommended a change in medication. It's more expensive, but we know that allegra works better for him than zyrtec does. I went with him since I had a physical therapy appointment at 8:15. I also wanted the doctor to take a look at a mole on his thigh that I'm a little suspicious of. She agreed that it needs to be watched but said that she didn't think it needed to be removed. I was concerned because half of it is one color and half another; that's one of the signs she told us to watch for. I'll have to be the one to keep track of any changes because it's in a spot Scott can't see.
Scott dragged me out to Sam's Club in the afternoon. He was utterly determined that I was going to get out of the house one way or another and was kind of annoyed that I dragged my feet over it. Until I explained explicitly while we were in Sam's Club, he didn't really understand that, since I started my day with a PT appointment, I'd already done my daily exercise so that anything else I did was drawing on my reserve stamina.
I came home and went straight to bed without even taking my hair down. That last proved to be a mistake since I ended up with a crick in my neck due to not being able to lie down properly. I didn't get up again until just before 8pm. I stayed up long enough to watch the Buffy season finale. I take it as a good sign (for the show) that events on the screen held my attention well enough to keep me awake for two hours. I didn't put on my glasses until the second hour (I was too out of it to realize that they were on the table in front of me rather than in some obscure place that would require searching).
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