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Sep. 11th, 2015 01:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckI was up late last night due to reflux. It didn't even seem to be due to anything I'd eaten, just bad luck. I don't think any of us slept well. Cordelia got up, looking for a cold pack, while I was up. Her back is driving her crazy with itching now that she's out of clindamyacin. Scott got up to go to the bathroom pretty much right as I was finally going to bed.
While I was up, I emailed my surgeon's office to ask if I should still be in as much pain as I am and if I should be worried about the biopsy wound. The nurse who called me said that all is likely well and that she'd call in another prescription for the hydrocodone (and the pharmacy called to say I have a prescription ready to be picked up, so it's likely gone through). She was a little concerned about whether or not there's swelling around the lymph node incision, but if there is, I can't tell. Everything around there hurts to touch, so it's the pain I'm most constantly aware of.
This morning, I had one heck of a headache. I took Amerge, and it took about an hour to actually kick in. Or maybe the headache just went on its own. I don't know. I'm just glad it's gone. The nausea was making drinking my coffee hard.
Our toilet needs work. It runs and runs and runs after we flush. Scott is unlikely to have time to try to fix it this weekend-- He has to do the grocery shopping and deal with the car situation. Maybe I can persuade my mother to help out? I feel bad asking that of her since she's 70, but then I realize that this is exactly the work she's doing on their new house in Lawton.
I was thinking of asking her to come with me to the appointment on Monday anyway. Scott expects to be able to get off work, but he won't be sure until he actually leaves work that day. I want another person with me. I asked Scott's sister, but she's not sure she can. Mom did say that she could be available if I needed her for something like this.
I really wish that my older relatives would stop sending me attachments via email. Most of them don't bother with an explanatory text-- My sister's mother just sent me something with only a heart as accompanying text. I deleted it unopened. The name of the attachment implied that it was pictures from her local botanical garden, and it may well have been. But it also may not have been. Scott's parents like to send out those 'if you love people, let them know, including the person who sent this to you' chain letters. I very much wish they wouldn't.
The last of the things I ordered from Amazon pre-surgery have just arrived today. It seems to have been mostly an issue with the post office, assuming Amazon really shipped the stuff when they told me they shipped it.
Chrome is annoying me a little. I use it as my secondary browser since I can no longer update Safari. The frustrating thing is that when I put my laptop to sleep or when I toggle Chrome so that it's behind other windows, the page being displayed ends up seriously garbled with weird fragments of text and images from who knows where covering up the page. Sometimes, moving the cursor over the page will clear small blocks, and sometimes, it won't. I often end up having to reload the page in order to be able to see it again. It's not a deal breaker on using Chrome, but it is frustrating.
The library has decided that we didn't actually return the last of those seven library books that never got checked in. They have marked is as 'claims returned' and taken it off of the list of books Cordelia currently has checked out. I'm not pleased by that as a person only get three of those over the course of their lifetime as a patron at that library. At the same time, I don't see that we've got any recourse. They say they will look for it, but I don't think they actually will put much time into doing that.
While I was up, I emailed my surgeon's office to ask if I should still be in as much pain as I am and if I should be worried about the biopsy wound. The nurse who called me said that all is likely well and that she'd call in another prescription for the hydrocodone (and the pharmacy called to say I have a prescription ready to be picked up, so it's likely gone through). She was a little concerned about whether or not there's swelling around the lymph node incision, but if there is, I can't tell. Everything around there hurts to touch, so it's the pain I'm most constantly aware of.
This morning, I had one heck of a headache. I took Amerge, and it took about an hour to actually kick in. Or maybe the headache just went on its own. I don't know. I'm just glad it's gone. The nausea was making drinking my coffee hard.
Our toilet needs work. It runs and runs and runs after we flush. Scott is unlikely to have time to try to fix it this weekend-- He has to do the grocery shopping and deal with the car situation. Maybe I can persuade my mother to help out? I feel bad asking that of her since she's 70, but then I realize that this is exactly the work she's doing on their new house in Lawton.
I was thinking of asking her to come with me to the appointment on Monday anyway. Scott expects to be able to get off work, but he won't be sure until he actually leaves work that day. I want another person with me. I asked Scott's sister, but she's not sure she can. Mom did say that she could be available if I needed her for something like this.
I really wish that my older relatives would stop sending me attachments via email. Most of them don't bother with an explanatory text-- My sister's mother just sent me something with only a heart as accompanying text. I deleted it unopened. The name of the attachment implied that it was pictures from her local botanical garden, and it may well have been. But it also may not have been. Scott's parents like to send out those 'if you love people, let them know, including the person who sent this to you' chain letters. I very much wish they wouldn't.
The last of the things I ordered from Amazon pre-surgery have just arrived today. It seems to have been mostly an issue with the post office, assuming Amazon really shipped the stuff when they told me they shipped it.
Chrome is annoying me a little. I use it as my secondary browser since I can no longer update Safari. The frustrating thing is that when I put my laptop to sleep or when I toggle Chrome so that it's behind other windows, the page being displayed ends up seriously garbled with weird fragments of text and images from who knows where covering up the page. Sometimes, moving the cursor over the page will clear small blocks, and sometimes, it won't. I often end up having to reload the page in order to be able to see it again. It's not a deal breaker on using Chrome, but it is frustrating.
The library has decided that we didn't actually return the last of those seven library books that never got checked in. They have marked is as 'claims returned' and taken it off of the list of books Cordelia currently has checked out. I'm not pleased by that as a person only get three of those over the course of their lifetime as a patron at that library. At the same time, I don't see that we've got any recourse. They say they will look for it, but I don't think they actually will put much time into doing that.
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Date: 2015-09-11 05:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-09-11 06:43 pm (UTC)I do have a local friend who is retired who has offered to help out on short notice if I need anything.
But I think I'd rather see if I can get my mother to come. I'd like to see her.
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Date: 2015-09-11 06:53 pm (UTC)As to the toilet running, I'm trying to remember how we got ours to stop. I want to say that it was by replacing the flapper (the rubber piece in the bottom of the tank) and by checking the chain length in there. Of course, we also had to call the plumber once because we had a supply-line leak to the toilet and my husband couldn't install it correctly, so my family may not be the best to seek DIY advice from. ;)