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[the_rck]

We lost power yesterday for just long enough to need to reset all the clocks. Cordelia had clothes in the drier at the time and had to go down to restart it. She wasn’t sure how to do that because it’s not come up before. I explained.

We’ve got an appointment to get the insulation installed. They’ll be coming in the early morning on the 15th and expect it to take all day. They’ll have to pull off part of the aluminum siding in order to do the work.

I poked around a little last night to see if I could find a recommendation for a fat friendly endocrinologist in town. I didn’t find any such thing, but I found a recommendation for a general practitioner who sounds wonderful. The problem is that he’s the father of one of Cordelia’s good friends (the one whose Bat Mitzvah she went to), and we’ve spent a lot of time interacting socially and trading rides to things over the years. I wouldn’t say that we’re friends, but we know each other.

I listened to six CDs yesterday and decided not to listen to two more. That leaves me with two still to try. I’m trying a different Miss Marple TV series, this one with Joan Hickson. This version has captioning which is really nice. I’m a little boggled by the blurb on the back of the box which promises 'thrilling whodunits.' I don’t think that ’thrilling' is the word I’d apply to this sort of mystery. I expect a different sort of excitement to go with that word.

I’m expecting to have lunch with evalerie today. I haven’t decided whether or not I’ll stop at the library to drop off the stuff I’m done with. None of it is due before the weekend, but a couple of the CDs have holds on them, and I expect the next people on the lists would like to get them sooner. It’s half a block from where we’re having lunch to the library, and the library lot is the most likely place to park. I also might try to walk around downtown after lunch and then take the bus home, but I’m not sure. Right now, I’m kind of groggy.

I’m not sure that it’s worth trying to sleep after Cordelia gets up, not if I need to get up soon after. She came into our room three times between 6:30 and 7:50 this morning, twice for hugs and once so that I could put her necklace on her. I kind of slept in between and a bit after (I got up around 8:20. My alarm was set for 8:30), and I was tired enough that I dreamed during those short intervals. Sleeping for ten to fifteen minutes and having dreams during that time seems like a bad sign. (I dreamed that Scott had been injured and that I was trying to figure out how to get him to a doctor when he didn’t want to go.)

I wrote about 150 words last night. It’s like pulling teeth. I’m not sure if I’m awake enough to write fic this morning. I might just focus on household chores for the next hour and a half. I need to do a load of laundry, and I need to load the dishwasher. I should do a bit more in Cordelia’s room, too. Maybe, if I spend ten minutes a day in there during the next two weeks, I can get through the stuff she’s shoved into corners because she no longer wants it.

Comments

[brunettepet.livejournal.com]

The constantly interrupted sleep isn't very restful.

Does it really matter if you're acquainted with the endocrinologist?

I hope you had a fun lunch.

We lost power for about an hour this morning and I'd forgotten I need to go around and reset all the clocks. Digital is a pain sometimes.

[the_rck]

I'm pretty sure that medical professional ethics are down on doctors seeing people both socially and as patients. It's probably not as big a deal for a general practitioner (he's not an endocrinologist) as for, say, a psychiatrist, but there's a very definite idea that treating a person one knows isn't acceptable.

Lunch was quite pleasant. Thank you.

[adrian-turtle.livejournal.com]

That rule is specific for psychiatrists and other psychotherapists. It's ok to see other medical practitioners socially--in small towns, people do it all the time. It's not a common concern in Ann Arbor, because nobody knows a significant fraction of the people in the area. A friend of mine in Ithaca once had to ask the town council for a zoning variance for her new small business...and it turned out her gynecologist was on the zoning committee. She blushed but carried on (and got the variance.)

[the_rck]

I'm going to see what I can work out with my current doctor and leave this guy as a potential fallback. Then, if I decide that it's worth pursuing, I'll talk to him before I make an appointment.

[the_rck]

Oh, and surgeons aren't generally supposed to operate on people they know well for fear of emotional entanglement leading to lapses in judgment.