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Nov. 15th, 2017 08:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckMy main take away from the concert at Cordelia's school last night is that large marching bands should never, ever play in small, acoustically well designed spaces. I had to cover my ears for all six of their numbers because the sound levels were physically painful. I could still hear the music well enough to follow, but I couldn't handle the noise. It didn't help that it was at the end of the concert, so we'd been in a crowded space for about four hours (there's was a pancake dinner before the concert).
I'd taken Ativan, but it didn't help as much as I'd hoped it would. I think that my stress levels in general are cranked way up. I had reflux issues by halfway through the concert, and it really can't have been what I ate.
The part of the choir that Cordelia's in did one song on their own and then participated in the Hallelujah Chorus and the school song with all of the rest of the choirs. The bulk of the concert was the advanced students singing about an hour of pieces from Handel's Messiah with orchestral accompaniment. (Cordelia complained that a lot of the kids in the orchestra had terrible posture and was pretty judgy about the instructor have allowed those kids to sit where that was obvious.)
We were supposed to hold our applause until the pieces by Handel were done, but by about three from the end, people started applauding. Scott and I agreed it was probably wishful thinking. Not that the performance was at all bad; it was just too damned long when only maybe 1/3 of the parents in the audience had kids in that choir or in the orchestra. (I should note that 'orchestra' here only includes instruments that can't be played while marching, strings and certain types of drums only. Anybody playing any other instrument has to march. I found myself wondering what they'd do with someone who wanted to go on with a 'band' instrument but who was physically unable to march.)
My uterine biopsy results came in yesterday, and everything looks fine. Of course, if things go on as they have, we'll be doing it again in six months. The doctor says that, normally, she'd give me a dose of progesterone to clear things out but that, since that's not an option, all she could do is a D&C. I see that for this level of not-quite-a-problem as kind of like using a high powered rifle to shoot slugs off a rosebush. Overkill and probably harder on the rosebush than just leaving the damned slugs alone.
The other medical tests were mostly good. My A1c is down by 0.1% for no reason I can identify. That leaves it still 0.1% higher than where my doctor wants it. (5.6% is considered normal range. I'm at 5.7%.) My fasting blood sugar was fine. My triglycerides were higher than they should be, but pretty much everything else was where it ought to be.
I have an appointment with a nutritionist in two and a half hours. I really don't want to go because I'm very, very tired and because I really need to finish the UCon preparation. Maybe if I lie down for an hour and and set an alarm? That would give me half an hour to get ready to leave.
I'd taken Ativan, but it didn't help as much as I'd hoped it would. I think that my stress levels in general are cranked way up. I had reflux issues by halfway through the concert, and it really can't have been what I ate.
The part of the choir that Cordelia's in did one song on their own and then participated in the Hallelujah Chorus and the school song with all of the rest of the choirs. The bulk of the concert was the advanced students singing about an hour of pieces from Handel's Messiah with orchestral accompaniment. (Cordelia complained that a lot of the kids in the orchestra had terrible posture and was pretty judgy about the instructor have allowed those kids to sit where that was obvious.)
We were supposed to hold our applause until the pieces by Handel were done, but by about three from the end, people started applauding. Scott and I agreed it was probably wishful thinking. Not that the performance was at all bad; it was just too damned long when only maybe 1/3 of the parents in the audience had kids in that choir or in the orchestra. (I should note that 'orchestra' here only includes instruments that can't be played while marching, strings and certain types of drums only. Anybody playing any other instrument has to march. I found myself wondering what they'd do with someone who wanted to go on with a 'band' instrument but who was physically unable to march.)
My uterine biopsy results came in yesterday, and everything looks fine. Of course, if things go on as they have, we'll be doing it again in six months. The doctor says that, normally, she'd give me a dose of progesterone to clear things out but that, since that's not an option, all she could do is a D&C. I see that for this level of not-quite-a-problem as kind of like using a high powered rifle to shoot slugs off a rosebush. Overkill and probably harder on the rosebush than just leaving the damned slugs alone.
The other medical tests were mostly good. My A1c is down by 0.1% for no reason I can identify. That leaves it still 0.1% higher than where my doctor wants it. (5.6% is considered normal range. I'm at 5.7%.) My fasting blood sugar was fine. My triglycerides were higher than they should be, but pretty much everything else was where it ought to be.
I have an appointment with a nutritionist in two and a half hours. I really don't want to go because I'm very, very tired and because I really need to finish the UCon preparation. Maybe if I lie down for an hour and and set an alarm? That would give me half an hour to get ready to leave.
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Date: 2017-11-15 03:04 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-11-15 07:18 pm (UTC)The cramps that knocked me over during the weekend were the sort of thing I only get a day or two per cycle (which is generally more than a month these days) and not every cycle.
Does that make sense?
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Date: 2017-11-16 04:23 am (UTC)