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Nov. 15th, 2015 11:58 amIt occurred to me this morning that, on one level or another, I’ve been in physical pain since the end of August. That’s hardly the longest stretch of pain I’ve ever had, and the pain hasn’t generally been truly awful, but it is exhausting and ends up consuming a lot of my attention. I suspect I’m thinking about it more this weekend because the pain has spiked a good bit and because there’s nothing I can do but ride it out and hope for it to end soon.
I’m not optimistic about that because I’m pretty sure that treatment this week will make things worse. I have to wear a plastic cup sort of thing over my breast to try to keep it in place for treatment, and that has rough edges right where I’m having the most trouble. I can’t see that bit, but it feels like I have a row of blisters right there. I can’t do anything for them but put aloe on them, either. Still, only six more treatment sessions. The end is in sight.
I am doing a bit better in other ways today. The headache I woke with went away after I took Tylenol and had some coffee. That’s a considerable improvement. I was worried because I got fairly sick last night in terms of headache and nausea. Dinner ended up being vanilla ice cream and some white bread which I ate about 8:30.
I think that it helps that I’ve whittled down my to do list considerably. I called the second ACS volunteer, the one who’s supposed to drive me Tuesday, Wednesday, and Monday the 23rd, and he said the change in duration shouldn’t be a problem. Now, I’ve just got a bunch of email to deal with, and none of it is stuff that anything terrible will happen if I don’t deal with it.
I’ve given up on a number of library books that I’ve had out for eight weeks and either haven’t opened or haven’t finished. I’ll try some of them again later, but I think I’m done with most of them.
Scott’s got a fair amount of TV he wants to watch today that I’ll want to be elsewhere for— a few episodes of Heroes Reborn and last night’s Doctor Who episode (normally I’d watch that, just to be companionable, but from what I gather, it’s filmed in such a way that it would probably make sick, so… no).
We got Cordelia’s report card on Friday. I think I forgot to mention that. There weren’t any surprises. Well, I was kind of surprised that classes like health and Chinese won’t give grades until March. Cordelia had health first quarter and will have it again third quarter but not the quarter that’s currently underway. It would seem sensible to me to give a grade for the quarter just completed.
At any rate, Cordelia’s doing well. This year (unlike last year), the teachers gave us comments on Cordelia’s progress and participation and so on. Basically, she’s good at doing school things. I just wish we could get her to do some extra-curriculars. There’s a school choir that meets after school. There’s a debate team starting up. There’s the middle school Science Olympiad (though that isn’t a sure thing— They can only have fifteen kids on the team, and it’s all middle school grades. They have said that, if they can get enough kids, they’d be willing to do two teams, but who knows?). I’ve given up hope on school sports; her closest friends aren’t interested, so she’s not interested. Sports were always a social thing for her rather than something she enjoyed for the sake of it.
I’m not optimistic about that because I’m pretty sure that treatment this week will make things worse. I have to wear a plastic cup sort of thing over my breast to try to keep it in place for treatment, and that has rough edges right where I’m having the most trouble. I can’t see that bit, but it feels like I have a row of blisters right there. I can’t do anything for them but put aloe on them, either. Still, only six more treatment sessions. The end is in sight.
I am doing a bit better in other ways today. The headache I woke with went away after I took Tylenol and had some coffee. That’s a considerable improvement. I was worried because I got fairly sick last night in terms of headache and nausea. Dinner ended up being vanilla ice cream and some white bread which I ate about 8:30.
I think that it helps that I’ve whittled down my to do list considerably. I called the second ACS volunteer, the one who’s supposed to drive me Tuesday, Wednesday, and Monday the 23rd, and he said the change in duration shouldn’t be a problem. Now, I’ve just got a bunch of email to deal with, and none of it is stuff that anything terrible will happen if I don’t deal with it.
I’ve given up on a number of library books that I’ve had out for eight weeks and either haven’t opened or haven’t finished. I’ll try some of them again later, but I think I’m done with most of them.
Scott’s got a fair amount of TV he wants to watch today that I’ll want to be elsewhere for— a few episodes of Heroes Reborn and last night’s Doctor Who episode (normally I’d watch that, just to be companionable, but from what I gather, it’s filmed in such a way that it would probably make sick, so… no).
We got Cordelia’s report card on Friday. I think I forgot to mention that. There weren’t any surprises. Well, I was kind of surprised that classes like health and Chinese won’t give grades until March. Cordelia had health first quarter and will have it again third quarter but not the quarter that’s currently underway. It would seem sensible to me to give a grade for the quarter just completed.
At any rate, Cordelia’s doing well. This year (unlike last year), the teachers gave us comments on Cordelia’s progress and participation and so on. Basically, she’s good at doing school things. I just wish we could get her to do some extra-curriculars. There’s a school choir that meets after school. There’s a debate team starting up. There’s the middle school Science Olympiad (though that isn’t a sure thing— They can only have fifteen kids on the team, and it’s all middle school grades. They have said that, if they can get enough kids, they’d be willing to do two teams, but who knows?). I’ve given up hope on school sports; her closest friends aren’t interested, so she’s not interested. Sports were always a social thing for her rather than something she enjoyed for the sake of it.
