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Mar. 2nd, 2016 04:25 pmI’m so very, very tired today that I’m not sure what to do about it. I’ve tried napping, and I’ve tried extra caffeine. Neither helped in the least. I want my brain back.
I really need to find the energy to clear off the dining room table because Scott’s probably working late and won’t be able to do it before people come over for gaming. A large portion of the stuff on the table is boxes and books that I plan to ship to other people. I don’t think that getting those packed up would take more than half an hour, but I’m not sure I have the oomph to do anything.
My appointments yesterday went okay. The nurse I saw at oncology was annoyed that I had an appointment with radiation oncology yesterday, too. She said I should never see both in the same day because they’re just going to ask the same questions and do the same exams. I asked about my Mirena IUD because I’d seen some stuff online that gave me the idea that a hormonal IUD wasn’t recommended for people with hormone positive tumors and that, maybe, tamoxifen might make the IUD less reliable as birth control. The nurse checked with the doctor, and he says I’m fine with the IUD even with tamoxifen but that it wouldn’t be good with other medications that he might prescribe me once I hit menopause. But at that point, birth control will be kind of unnecessary, so…
Scott and Cordelia came to get me after my oncology appointment. It was snowing and a bit slick, but it really wasn’t all that bad by Michigan standards, just by the standards of this particular winter. I don’t think we even got an inch. Of course, it started out with rain (during the time I had to walk from radiation oncology to the cancer center, of course), and I’m sure that made a nice layer of ice under everything. Some school districts north of here closed for today, but I don’t think there was ever any chance that our schools would close.
Cordelia and a bunch of friends from school are planning to go see Zootopia on Friday. Cordelia’s best friend isn’t going because her parents aren’t comfortable with it. I think that might be because it’s a mixed group of boys and girls and because, as far as I know, no adults will be going into the theater with them. I don’t think they find the movie objectionable, so it’s more likely to be the social circumstances. They’ve let their daughter go to things like class bowling nights in the past, but there were always several parents there to chaperone.
I’m debating whether or not it’s worth the trouble to vote in the primary next week. I’m registered as a Democrat, and I don’t actually have a preference for Clinton over Sanders or Sanders over Clinton. I’ll vote for whichever of them gets the nomination. I’d vote for a dead horse over any of the candidates the Republicans have put forward, though, so that’s not a ringing endorsement. I can see positives and negatives with each of them that pretty much balance out.
I really need to find the energy to clear off the dining room table because Scott’s probably working late and won’t be able to do it before people come over for gaming. A large portion of the stuff on the table is boxes and books that I plan to ship to other people. I don’t think that getting those packed up would take more than half an hour, but I’m not sure I have the oomph to do anything.
My appointments yesterday went okay. The nurse I saw at oncology was annoyed that I had an appointment with radiation oncology yesterday, too. She said I should never see both in the same day because they’re just going to ask the same questions and do the same exams. I asked about my Mirena IUD because I’d seen some stuff online that gave me the idea that a hormonal IUD wasn’t recommended for people with hormone positive tumors and that, maybe, tamoxifen might make the IUD less reliable as birth control. The nurse checked with the doctor, and he says I’m fine with the IUD even with tamoxifen but that it wouldn’t be good with other medications that he might prescribe me once I hit menopause. But at that point, birth control will be kind of unnecessary, so…
Scott and Cordelia came to get me after my oncology appointment. It was snowing and a bit slick, but it really wasn’t all that bad by Michigan standards, just by the standards of this particular winter. I don’t think we even got an inch. Of course, it started out with rain (during the time I had to walk from radiation oncology to the cancer center, of course), and I’m sure that made a nice layer of ice under everything. Some school districts north of here closed for today, but I don’t think there was ever any chance that our schools would close.
Cordelia and a bunch of friends from school are planning to go see Zootopia on Friday. Cordelia’s best friend isn’t going because her parents aren’t comfortable with it. I think that might be because it’s a mixed group of boys and girls and because, as far as I know, no adults will be going into the theater with them. I don’t think they find the movie objectionable, so it’s more likely to be the social circumstances. They’ve let their daughter go to things like class bowling nights in the past, but there were always several parents there to chaperone.
I’m debating whether or not it’s worth the trouble to vote in the primary next week. I’m registered as a Democrat, and I don’t actually have a preference for Clinton over Sanders or Sanders over Clinton. I’ll vote for whichever of them gets the nomination. I’d vote for a dead horse over any of the candidates the Republicans have put forward, though, so that’s not a ringing endorsement. I can see positives and negatives with each of them that pretty much balance out.
