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May. 10th, 2018 03:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckI had a nutritionist appointment yesterday morning, and it took me longer getting to the bus stop than it usually would, so I ended up getting to Taubman about fifteen minutes later than I expected. I still had twenty minutes before my appointment, but it was a little disconcerting and didn't give me enough time to finish my paperwork.
The nutritionist strongly suggested that I start eating liver regularly. She thinks I'm still low iron and that that's why I feel so much better after eating a big hunk of beef. I'm adding that to the list of kitchen/cooking things that Scott and Cordelia and I need to sit down and discuss this weekend. I don't know when it will happen because Cordelia has a volunteer training thing on Saturday and Sunday will be devoured by Scott's extended family.
I'm not much looking forward to Mother's Day. There will be fifteen of us meeting for lunch at a restaurant Scott and I have never been to before. There's likely to be something on the menu that I can eat, but it will be a gamble because most of the things I need to avoid are seasonings. I have never yet met a waiter who can tell me whether or not a specific dish contains oregano.
The replacement laptop arrived a couple of hours ago. I don't know yet if this one will work. I need Scott to get home (at least two hours away from the end of his work day, and he'll only be home briefly before going to PT for an hour) to try to set up getting my files moved. At this point, I know that the charging cord they sent with it is defective. I don't know if it doesn't charge or if it's just that the light on it doesn't work. The cord from my old laptop fits this one, so I've charged it. I suppose the next thing to do is to try starting it up, but I don't want to do that until Scott's home. I don't have any of the information to deal with the seller if this one's bad, too, and dealing with rage over that until Scott gets home would be more upsetting than dealing with not knowing.
I really want to stop using Scott's laptop, though. His touchpad is kind of hair trigger, and a lot of his settings do things that cause me problems. I don't want to fiddle with them because he likes things that way, but well... Twice while I've been writing this entry, Chrome has abruptly sent me to the NPR website for Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me. I'm just glad that my text was still here when I hit the back button (I usually write in a word processor, save it, and then C&P here. I much prefer that method).
Next week is going to be stressful for all three of us because the Skyline choir has two concerts, one Wednesday and one Thursday. Thursday is Cordelia's birthday, but she'll only be home before school, briefly between 3 and 4 p.m. to change, and right at bedtime, so we will likely not do anything special the day of her birthday. I'm hoping that Scott's parents can go to one of the two concerts. If they can, I will likely only go to the other one, not because I object to their company but because I really, really don't think it would be good for me to go to concerts two nights in a row. Just the one is likely to wreck me even with Ativan. I will feel better about not going to both if Scott's parents go to one of the two, too. Scott will probably go to both. At the very least, he has to give Cordelia a ride home.
I'm trying to decide whether to do the fasting blood draw for my appointment on the 21st this Saturday or next Saturday. Doing it this Saturday gives plenty of time for my doctor to get the results, but it'll only have been a week since I finished the antibiotics, and those can mess with some of the tests. I just haven't been up to trying to call my doctor's office to ask for her recommendation in that direction.
I went to Totoro after my appointment yesterday. I had a bento and got takeout for dinner for all three of us. I wouldn't normally have gotten a second meal for myself, but I was exhausted enough that the possibility of food already prepared seemed more like a necessity than a luxury.
The nutritionist strongly suggested that I start eating liver regularly. She thinks I'm still low iron and that that's why I feel so much better after eating a big hunk of beef. I'm adding that to the list of kitchen/cooking things that Scott and Cordelia and I need to sit down and discuss this weekend. I don't know when it will happen because Cordelia has a volunteer training thing on Saturday and Sunday will be devoured by Scott's extended family.
I'm not much looking forward to Mother's Day. There will be fifteen of us meeting for lunch at a restaurant Scott and I have never been to before. There's likely to be something on the menu that I can eat, but it will be a gamble because most of the things I need to avoid are seasonings. I have never yet met a waiter who can tell me whether or not a specific dish contains oregano.
The replacement laptop arrived a couple of hours ago. I don't know yet if this one will work. I need Scott to get home (at least two hours away from the end of his work day, and he'll only be home briefly before going to PT for an hour) to try to set up getting my files moved. At this point, I know that the charging cord they sent with it is defective. I don't know if it doesn't charge or if it's just that the light on it doesn't work. The cord from my old laptop fits this one, so I've charged it. I suppose the next thing to do is to try starting it up, but I don't want to do that until Scott's home. I don't have any of the information to deal with the seller if this one's bad, too, and dealing with rage over that until Scott gets home would be more upsetting than dealing with not knowing.
I really want to stop using Scott's laptop, though. His touchpad is kind of hair trigger, and a lot of his settings do things that cause me problems. I don't want to fiddle with them because he likes things that way, but well... Twice while I've been writing this entry, Chrome has abruptly sent me to the NPR website for Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me. I'm just glad that my text was still here when I hit the back button (I usually write in a word processor, save it, and then C&P here. I much prefer that method).
Next week is going to be stressful for all three of us because the Skyline choir has two concerts, one Wednesday and one Thursday. Thursday is Cordelia's birthday, but she'll only be home before school, briefly between 3 and 4 p.m. to change, and right at bedtime, so we will likely not do anything special the day of her birthday. I'm hoping that Scott's parents can go to one of the two concerts. If they can, I will likely only go to the other one, not because I object to their company but because I really, really don't think it would be good for me to go to concerts two nights in a row. Just the one is likely to wreck me even with Ativan. I will feel better about not going to both if Scott's parents go to one of the two, too. Scott will probably go to both. At the very least, he has to give Cordelia a ride home.
I'm trying to decide whether to do the fasting blood draw for my appointment on the 21st this Saturday or next Saturday. Doing it this Saturday gives plenty of time for my doctor to get the results, but it'll only have been a week since I finished the antibiotics, and those can mess with some of the tests. I just haven't been up to trying to call my doctor's office to ask for her recommendation in that direction.
I went to Totoro after my appointment yesterday. I had a bento and got takeout for dinner for all three of us. I wouldn't normally have gotten a second meal for myself, but I was exhausted enough that the possibility of food already prepared seemed more like a necessity than a luxury.
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Date: 2018-05-11 12:34 pm (UTC)Hugs!!