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Nov. 14th, 2015 12:31 pmI talked to one of the ACS volunteers yesterday. She had given me her card which included an email, so I used that rather than facing the horrors of the telephone. I wasn’t sure if she’d get the message and respond, but she did, and she said the change in schedule will be fine, so I’m still covered for Thursday and Friday.
I emailed Cordelia’s teacher about reserving a seat for Expo, and she responded with an enthusiastic yes, so that’s taken care of.
I called my psychiatrist, and she called in a prescription for more Ativan. I promised to let her know by the end of the day on Wednesday whether or not I’ll be able to make my appointment with her on Friday. She assured me that even Thursday would be fine to cancel if it comes to that.
I got Cordelia to walk over and return the pan from Monday’s dinner. It had been clean since Wednesday afternoon, so returning it was past due.
I still have to call the ACS volunteer for Tuesday and Wednesday and Monday the 23rd. I’ve only got a phone number for him, so email isn’t an option.
I did, in fact, miss the voting window for the OTW election. By several days. I guess I’ve just kind of been too overwhelmed to deal with such a thing. I regret it because I have opinions and wanted to express them. Also, being able to vote was the main reason I donated this year.
I feel like I ought to email the mother of Cordelia’s best friend. I have things I need to discuss with her, but the urge right now is because the family is Muslim. I have no idea what I could possible do if people are giving them shit for being Muslim, but they’re our friends. I’m hoping that, because this is Ann Arbor, there aren’t as many racist idiots, but…
Before Cordelia’s school changed, I think that about 5% of the kids were Muslim. The percentage is likely to be lower now, I think, but I really have no solid idea.
The rest of my to-do list is optional right now. None of it is anything that will be hurt by being put off until after Thanksgiving.
I woke up this morning with another headache. My hope is that, once I get the ACS volunteer phone call dealt with, my anxiety will decrease a lot. Even if he can’t transport me both ways on those days because of the extended appointment time and/or uncertainty, I expect he’ll be able to get me there, and I’m confident in my ability to get myself home, one way or another.
I’m trying to watch TV, but Scott’s got the radio on so loud that I can’t follow a word of the dialogue. Scott’s two rooms away, so the volume seems to me to be unnecessary. I don’t dislike Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me, but I want to watch this show.
I should apply aloe to my breast, but I know it will hurt when I do. Supposedly, it will help me heal faster, but the pain involved makes me reluctant to deal with it. I have turned up the heat a bit so that I won’t be quite so uncomfortable sitting around shirtless.
We had chicken, coleslaw, French bread, and cookies for dinner last night. The folks who fed us also brought a couple of cans of baked beans, but we didn’t end up opening those because there was so much other food. I’ll probably end up eating some of those for lunch during the week.
I am concerned. I seem to have gained 10-15 pounds since starting radiation. I don’t think this is a good thing. I’m also not eating as regularly as I’d like. There are times when I just can’t and, balancing that, times when I eat a great deal. I really don’t know. I’m currently making the grocery list for next week, and I kind of want to do nice things for myself. Food is the easiest way to do that, in many ways. I just don’t think it’s a great idea.
It is cheaper than buying stuff for myself off my Amazon wishlist, though, and a massage would probably be uncomfortable (even if I could find someone willing to do it while I’m still in treatment). A long bath is on the list of things not to do right now.
I emailed Cordelia’s teacher about reserving a seat for Expo, and she responded with an enthusiastic yes, so that’s taken care of.
I called my psychiatrist, and she called in a prescription for more Ativan. I promised to let her know by the end of the day on Wednesday whether or not I’ll be able to make my appointment with her on Friday. She assured me that even Thursday would be fine to cancel if it comes to that.
I got Cordelia to walk over and return the pan from Monday’s dinner. It had been clean since Wednesday afternoon, so returning it was past due.
I still have to call the ACS volunteer for Tuesday and Wednesday and Monday the 23rd. I’ve only got a phone number for him, so email isn’t an option.
I did, in fact, miss the voting window for the OTW election. By several days. I guess I’ve just kind of been too overwhelmed to deal with such a thing. I regret it because I have opinions and wanted to express them. Also, being able to vote was the main reason I donated this year.
I feel like I ought to email the mother of Cordelia’s best friend. I have things I need to discuss with her, but the urge right now is because the family is Muslim. I have no idea what I could possible do if people are giving them shit for being Muslim, but they’re our friends. I’m hoping that, because this is Ann Arbor, there aren’t as many racist idiots, but…
Before Cordelia’s school changed, I think that about 5% of the kids were Muslim. The percentage is likely to be lower now, I think, but I really have no solid idea.
The rest of my to-do list is optional right now. None of it is anything that will be hurt by being put off until after Thanksgiving.
I woke up this morning with another headache. My hope is that, once I get the ACS volunteer phone call dealt with, my anxiety will decrease a lot. Even if he can’t transport me both ways on those days because of the extended appointment time and/or uncertainty, I expect he’ll be able to get me there, and I’m confident in my ability to get myself home, one way or another.
I’m trying to watch TV, but Scott’s got the radio on so loud that I can’t follow a word of the dialogue. Scott’s two rooms away, so the volume seems to me to be unnecessary. I don’t dislike Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me, but I want to watch this show.
I should apply aloe to my breast, but I know it will hurt when I do. Supposedly, it will help me heal faster, but the pain involved makes me reluctant to deal with it. I have turned up the heat a bit so that I won’t be quite so uncomfortable sitting around shirtless.
We had chicken, coleslaw, French bread, and cookies for dinner last night. The folks who fed us also brought a couple of cans of baked beans, but we didn’t end up opening those because there was so much other food. I’ll probably end up eating some of those for lunch during the week.
I am concerned. I seem to have gained 10-15 pounds since starting radiation. I don’t think this is a good thing. I’m also not eating as regularly as I’d like. There are times when I just can’t and, balancing that, times when I eat a great deal. I really don’t know. I’m currently making the grocery list for next week, and I kind of want to do nice things for myself. Food is the easiest way to do that, in many ways. I just don’t think it’s a great idea.
It is cheaper than buying stuff for myself off my Amazon wishlist, though, and a massage would probably be uncomfortable (even if I could find someone willing to do it while I’m still in treatment). A long bath is on the list of things not to do right now.
