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Mar. 18th, 2020 02:57 pmThe ACT has moved Cordelia's test date to 13 June. As far as I can tell, they're not trying to schedule an extra date, just telling people to choose one of the existing dates and locations. They say they're going to try to add locations. I'm a bit concerned about the location part. We had transportation set for the original test date, but June and July are both horrible in terms of Scott's weekend availability, so the logistics could be challenging.
Cordelia is finding that the trimester change over is an advantage as far as the switch to online instruction goes. Few of the teachers had anything complicated to deal with for Monday or yesterday because it was all syllabus and introductions. That's letting them experiment a bit with the interface (Google classrooms) before they try more challenging interactions. Cordelia's friends who're at schools that do semesters are having a more difficult time because the teachers have more to juggle.
One of the teachers currently has the flu (not, she assures us, the coronavirus as she has a different set of symptoms). Another tells us that he and his family have left town to stay in the country because his son has major lung issues and is at high risk. Both of them seem relieved to be teaching remotely. The one with the flu is teaching ASL, and the school would have difficulty finding a sub with subject knowledge. The one with the family leaving town teaches math.
We're still trying to find distilled water for our c-pap reservoirs. Scott's been to half a dozen places at different times, but there hasn't been any to be found. He's looking for toilet paper, too. We have enough of that for at least a week, possibly ten days, but since he's not seeing it anywhere, he's looking for it.
I managed the sleep disorders clinic Monday without touching anything but elevator buttons, at least with my hands. Part of that was keeping my phone in my hands. I had a little bottle of hand sanitizer in my pocket and used it after the elevators. I don't like that particular kind (Purell) because it has some sort of added fragrance that makes my nose start running, but I used it anyway.
We tried to make some hand sanitizer at home, but we couldn't get the isopropyl alcohol and the aloe to mix and not separate. We've now got two bottles of mostly isopropyl alcohol with the vaguest hint of aloe and a layer of aloe on the bottom. We're shaking them before using them, but it's still like pouring slightly slimy water rather than anything close to a gel.
Possibly the aloe was simply too old. I'm pretty sure we bought it when I had the cellulitis in April 2018. Possibly the recipes were also assuming something less than 99% aloe for the one part aloe to two parts isopropyl alcohol. I used a whisk for about ten minutes, but the aloe stayed globbily particulate and kept sinking to the bottom.
At any rate, the isopropyl alcohol will kill things adequately. It's just harder to use as a liquid than it would be with a bit more viscosity. Scott's still looking for actual hand sanitizer. He has to go to work, and him having some with him is pretty important.
The sleep disorders clinic told me, after I arrived, that they're trying to shift to e-visits for things like my appointment. I'd have appreciated the option, but the timing was so tight between the changes in policy and when my appointment happened, that there was no way for me to know that it might be possible. Also, I think that, on Monday, Medicare still didn't cover e-visits.
The clinician explained that my inability to breathe during the first 20-30 minutes of putting on the cpap is due to the thing taking that long to 'ramp up.' It goes to half pressure immediately and then squats there while I get a headache from lack of air and can't move around in bed because I'll end up having to gasp for air. I'm fine once things are at full pressure. I'm fairly annoyed about this.
She said she'd change it remotely, but later sent me a portal message to say that she couldn't. I wasn't surprised since I've never set the machine up for remote access and have zero intention of doing so. I might be willing to give her temporary access during a pre-arranged time window, but I can't think of any reason at all why it would make sense to leave a gaping security hole like that constantly open, not for a medical device.
Scott's therapist and my psychiatrist are both offering remote appointments for the duration. The former may, possibly, be worthwhile, but I think the latter can be delayed. We haven't made any recent changes to my meds, and my prescriptions are current. I'm not having any side effects or any increased distress. (For some reason, the current fuss and bother isn't setting off my anxiety. I had issues last week with my need to get all of the preparation done, but at this point, that's all settled.)
Cordelia is finding that the trimester change over is an advantage as far as the switch to online instruction goes. Few of the teachers had anything complicated to deal with for Monday or yesterday because it was all syllabus and introductions. That's letting them experiment a bit with the interface (Google classrooms) before they try more challenging interactions. Cordelia's friends who're at schools that do semesters are having a more difficult time because the teachers have more to juggle.
One of the teachers currently has the flu (not, she assures us, the coronavirus as she has a different set of symptoms). Another tells us that he and his family have left town to stay in the country because his son has major lung issues and is at high risk. Both of them seem relieved to be teaching remotely. The one with the flu is teaching ASL, and the school would have difficulty finding a sub with subject knowledge. The one with the family leaving town teaches math.
We're still trying to find distilled water for our c-pap reservoirs. Scott's been to half a dozen places at different times, but there hasn't been any to be found. He's looking for toilet paper, too. We have enough of that for at least a week, possibly ten days, but since he's not seeing it anywhere, he's looking for it.
I managed the sleep disorders clinic Monday without touching anything but elevator buttons, at least with my hands. Part of that was keeping my phone in my hands. I had a little bottle of hand sanitizer in my pocket and used it after the elevators. I don't like that particular kind (Purell) because it has some sort of added fragrance that makes my nose start running, but I used it anyway.
We tried to make some hand sanitizer at home, but we couldn't get the isopropyl alcohol and the aloe to mix and not separate. We've now got two bottles of mostly isopropyl alcohol with the vaguest hint of aloe and a layer of aloe on the bottom. We're shaking them before using them, but it's still like pouring slightly slimy water rather than anything close to a gel.
Possibly the aloe was simply too old. I'm pretty sure we bought it when I had the cellulitis in April 2018. Possibly the recipes were also assuming something less than 99% aloe for the one part aloe to two parts isopropyl alcohol. I used a whisk for about ten minutes, but the aloe stayed globbily particulate and kept sinking to the bottom.
At any rate, the isopropyl alcohol will kill things adequately. It's just harder to use as a liquid than it would be with a bit more viscosity. Scott's still looking for actual hand sanitizer. He has to go to work, and him having some with him is pretty important.
The sleep disorders clinic told me, after I arrived, that they're trying to shift to e-visits for things like my appointment. I'd have appreciated the option, but the timing was so tight between the changes in policy and when my appointment happened, that there was no way for me to know that it might be possible. Also, I think that, on Monday, Medicare still didn't cover e-visits.
The clinician explained that my inability to breathe during the first 20-30 minutes of putting on the cpap is due to the thing taking that long to 'ramp up.' It goes to half pressure immediately and then squats there while I get a headache from lack of air and can't move around in bed because I'll end up having to gasp for air. I'm fine once things are at full pressure. I'm fairly annoyed about this.
She said she'd change it remotely, but later sent me a portal message to say that she couldn't. I wasn't surprised since I've never set the machine up for remote access and have zero intention of doing so. I might be willing to give her temporary access during a pre-arranged time window, but I can't think of any reason at all why it would make sense to leave a gaping security hole like that constantly open, not for a medical device.
Scott's therapist and my psychiatrist are both offering remote appointments for the duration. The former may, possibly, be worthwhile, but I think the latter can be delayed. We haven't made any recent changes to my meds, and my prescriptions are current. I'm not having any side effects or any increased distress. (For some reason, the current fuss and bother isn't setting off my anxiety. I had issues last week with my need to get all of the preparation done, but at this point, that's all settled.)
