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Mar. 30th, 2016 11:19 amCordelia and I got up an hour and a half before she needed to be at school this morning. I think we could have managed to get everything done in an hour, but it would have been rushed and a lot more stressful. I’m not keen on getting up at 6:30 when Scott’s alarm goes at 6:00, but I don’t see a better option.
Cordelia hadn’t practiced wearing her backpack while using her crutches, and that’s a glaring oversight on my part in retrospect. She managed, but she had to stop a lot to tug the straps back onto her shoulders. We got to the crosswalk just as the crossing guard arrived, but there was almost no traffic anyway. That surprised me, given the time of day, but I think it may be because of the closure of a bit of the nearby highway in both directions for construction. That probably means fewer people getting off at that exit and using that particular street to get into town (it’s the only way to get from that exit to anything else).
Everyone at the school was very welcoming and eager to help out. Right now, the plan is for the teacher of the class in the basement to send work upstairs so that Cordelia and her partner can work in the seventh grade math/science room which is empty then. That may change, but we were all agreed that trying to get Cordelia down (and back up later) a full flight of stairs really wasn’t a great plan for first hour of her first day back. I have no idea if she’ll make it through the entire day, but she really, really wants to. I’m mainly worried that she’ll overdo and end up hurting. She was in some pain last night for the first time in a couple of days.
After I dropped Cordelia off, I detoured a little bit to visit the Ingress portal at the church across the street from the school. Scott had wiped a lot of the resonators out on that one yesterday but had left the rest for me in hopes of getting me to level up. Taking down and capturing that portal didn’t quite push me to level 5, but I was close enough that I was able to get there by remotely recharging two or three portals.
Cordelia’s class is having a reward recess and pizza party today. Cordelia is sad on that one because she was really looking forward to the opportunity for recess. Seventh graders don’t normally get recess, apart from 5-10 minutes at lunch time (and that only if they’re lucky), so this is a big deal, and Cordelia’s going to have to sit it out.
The USPS has not responded to my query about the missing box of Trixie Beldens except to send me a tell-us-how-we’re-doing survey about my customer service interaction with them. I did not give them a good evaluation. I sent in the query on the 20th and got the survey on the 23rd.
I’m not feeling very tired right at the moment, but part of me thinks I should lie down now simply because I won’t have time to later on. I don’t think I got more than five hours of sleep last night, and that’s going to smack me upside the head any time now. I’m actually quite surprised it hasn’t yet. But maybe I should work on Cordelia’s clothes while I still have energy. I need to run a load of laundry for her and put away the clean clothes that she wears and move the long sleeved shirts from her dresser to her closet. That’s probably half an hour of effort at most.
There’s a medication take back thingy on central campus on Tuesday. I would like to take stuff in, but I’m not sure it’s going to work. I knew we had a lot of old medications, some older than Cordelia, but I was surprised that I filled a paper bag (a 2/3 size one not a full grocery bag but still). I’m not sure I found all of the expired non-prescription stuff, but I’m fairly sure I found all of the old prescriptions. I’d particularly like to get rid of a largish bottle of hydrocodone leftover from my gallbladder surgery five or six years ago. I have no idea why they gave me so much of the stuff, but at this age, it’s probably not safe to take even if I expected to need something of the sort. Disposing properly of the partial remnants of the antibiotic prescriptions that I turned out to be allergic to would be really nice, too.
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I’m still only replying to comments sporadically. I’m trying to answer some, but I’m also being fairly ruthless at deciding that things don’t require answers. I apologize for that. All the comments are appreciated.
Cordelia hadn’t practiced wearing her backpack while using her crutches, and that’s a glaring oversight on my part in retrospect. She managed, but she had to stop a lot to tug the straps back onto her shoulders. We got to the crosswalk just as the crossing guard arrived, but there was almost no traffic anyway. That surprised me, given the time of day, but I think it may be because of the closure of a bit of the nearby highway in both directions for construction. That probably means fewer people getting off at that exit and using that particular street to get into town (it’s the only way to get from that exit to anything else).
Everyone at the school was very welcoming and eager to help out. Right now, the plan is for the teacher of the class in the basement to send work upstairs so that Cordelia and her partner can work in the seventh grade math/science room which is empty then. That may change, but we were all agreed that trying to get Cordelia down (and back up later) a full flight of stairs really wasn’t a great plan for first hour of her first day back. I have no idea if she’ll make it through the entire day, but she really, really wants to. I’m mainly worried that she’ll overdo and end up hurting. She was in some pain last night for the first time in a couple of days.
After I dropped Cordelia off, I detoured a little bit to visit the Ingress portal at the church across the street from the school. Scott had wiped a lot of the resonators out on that one yesterday but had left the rest for me in hopes of getting me to level up. Taking down and capturing that portal didn’t quite push me to level 5, but I was close enough that I was able to get there by remotely recharging two or three portals.
Cordelia’s class is having a reward recess and pizza party today. Cordelia is sad on that one because she was really looking forward to the opportunity for recess. Seventh graders don’t normally get recess, apart from 5-10 minutes at lunch time (and that only if they’re lucky), so this is a big deal, and Cordelia’s going to have to sit it out.
The USPS has not responded to my query about the missing box of Trixie Beldens except to send me a tell-us-how-we’re-doing survey about my customer service interaction with them. I did not give them a good evaluation. I sent in the query on the 20th and got the survey on the 23rd.
I’m not feeling very tired right at the moment, but part of me thinks I should lie down now simply because I won’t have time to later on. I don’t think I got more than five hours of sleep last night, and that’s going to smack me upside the head any time now. I’m actually quite surprised it hasn’t yet. But maybe I should work on Cordelia’s clothes while I still have energy. I need to run a load of laundry for her and put away the clean clothes that she wears and move the long sleeved shirts from her dresser to her closet. That’s probably half an hour of effort at most.
There’s a medication take back thingy on central campus on Tuesday. I would like to take stuff in, but I’m not sure it’s going to work. I knew we had a lot of old medications, some older than Cordelia, but I was surprised that I filled a paper bag (a 2/3 size one not a full grocery bag but still). I’m not sure I found all of the expired non-prescription stuff, but I’m fairly sure I found all of the old prescriptions. I’d particularly like to get rid of a largish bottle of hydrocodone leftover from my gallbladder surgery five or six years ago. I have no idea why they gave me so much of the stuff, but at this age, it’s probably not safe to take even if I expected to need something of the sort. Disposing properly of the partial remnants of the antibiotic prescriptions that I turned out to be allergic to would be really nice, too.
I ended up signing up for
wipbigbang with the Narnia darkfic. That seemed to have the most people interested, and having people interested helps me focus on things.I’m still only replying to comments sporadically. I’m trying to answer some, but I’m also being fairly ruthless at deciding that things don’t require answers. I apologize for that. All the comments are appreciated.
