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Jul. 26th, 2016 12:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckThe AT&T repair technician came yesterday while I was out, did some sort of repair, and left without giving any indication that they’d been there. I didn’t find out until I logged in to the site to check on the repair status. I suspected because the internet was much better last night (apart from the AT&T repair tracking website being down for an hour or two). We had trouble between about 8:00 and 9:00, but that’s a lot better than between 4:00 and 10:00.
There must have been something to repair out there because, if there hadn’t been, the technician would have knocked to see if they could come in (which they couldn’t have because I wasn’t home and they’re only allowed into a house if someone over the age of eighteen is there to supervise).
About 9:30 yesterday morning, I started feeling nausea. I was pretty sure it was anxiety, so I took an Ativan, and that helped. I ended up taking a cab to the dentist because I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to do without a trip to the bathroom for the forty five minutes it would take me to get there by bus. The cab trip was under ten minutes. I have no idea why it costs $3 more to get to the dentist than it does to get to UHS which is only about five blocks away. They charge by expected milage rather than by time.
The hygienist I was to see was running a little late, so I didn’t get into the chair until fifteen minutes after my appointment. Filling out the appointment paperwork, I noticed that I had somehow never told them that I take levothyroxine. I’ve been taking that for at least three years now and seeing the dentist every six months, so I really don’t know how on earth I forgot. They did the large, detailed set of x-rays they like to get every five to seven years. It had been six for me.
When I saw the dentist, she agreed that my bite splint is dying. She said that it’s possible that, because I’m using different insurance now than I was when I got the first one in the 1990s, my new insurance might pay for one. She’s going to have her receptionist send in a formal query so that we get a formal answer. If insurance won’t cover it, we’ll have to figure out where the money will come from because, if I don’t wear the dratted thing at night, my teeth hurt pretty constantly.
I took about an hour and a half to walk from the dentist to Totoro. That was due to Ingress rather than distance. I think the distance is eight to ten blocks. I attacked and captured a bunch of portals along the way, mostly things I had never captured before. By the time I got home yesterday, I’d accumulated almost half of the remaining points I need to get to level 8.
At any rate, I got to Totoro around 2:00. I texted Cordelia to let her know I’d be a while yet and Scott to see if maybe he could pick me up at the library after work instead of me taking the bus. I had a teriyaki chicken bento, two glasses of Dr Pepper (which I shouldn’t have because of caffeine and dehydration), and three glasses of water. I was done by about 2:45 and walked toward the library, still doing Ingress all the way. I got to the library and checked out all of my holds. At that point, it was three or four minutes until the bus left. The spot I’d have to get to was about a block and a half away, and I might have been able to make it if I hurried and if the lights at the crosswalk were in my favor, but I didn’t feel like I could handle that, so I sat in the library for a while.
I talked to Cordelia on the phone (she called because she was wondering what on earth I was doing still being out) and to Scott when he got off work about 3:30. He intended to (and did) get the oil changed if he could get to the place before they closed which meant that it would be after 5:00 before he could pick me up. He was willing if I wanted to wait. I didn’t. I kind of regretted that because the library bag was very, very heavy and hard to carry, but I caught the #22 home at 3:48 and was home by 4:10.
I was utterly exhausted, so I lay down for a while. I think what I really needed was to drink a lot more water. I had about sixteen ounces when I got in, but I couldn’t make myself drink more right then. Later on, I drank more water and started to get my energy back, at least enough to sit in the living room for the evening while we watched Castle in the Sky. I had pan fried summer squash with mushrooms for dinner (Scott made it; I couldn’t have right then). I wasn’t hungry enough to manage anything else. The squash was a little crunchier than I like it, but, you know, Scott cooked it the way he likes it.
At bedtime, I discovered that I had sunburned my shoulders, right by my neck and extending out about three inches. I had thought that my shirt covered those bits, so that surprised me quite a lot. I think the shirt must have gotten pulled to the side by my purse or something because the other bits of me that were under the shirt didn’t burn at all. Also, my bra straps ought to have covered part of what burned as well. I hadn’t thought to take sunscreen with me on my excursion because, normally, I’m not in the sun long enough to burn. It doesn’t hurt, but I put some aloe on it anyway.
Today, I need to call ACD about changing our internet service. I was hoping that they’d respond to my email, but they didn’t. It’s possible that they thought yesterday wasn’t a good day for it since I told them I wouldn’t be available between 10:00 and 2:00. Who knows?
I’m pretty sure, at this point, that I’m not going to finish the Narnia story by Friday. It’s still possible, but I didn’t write at all the last four days, and I’m not sure I’m going to be able to make myself do it today.
When I talked to Mom on Sunday, she gave me a hard time over me not following official news coverage of the RNC and DNC and the election in general. She considers that irresponsible. I’m not convinced because I don’t foresee anything coming up that would change my mind about who I’m voting for. Hillary Clinton is not perfect (nor is Bernie Sanders), but I’ve been going to vote for her all along. There wasn’t anybody the Republicans could have put forward who would have any chance of getting my vote, barring a sudden translocation into the West Wing universe with Alan Alda’s character running, and even then…
At any rate, me paying attention or not paying attention isn’t going to have an impact on anything, and at least watching comedy about it all doesn’t send my anxiety through the roof and gives me a little context.
There must have been something to repair out there because, if there hadn’t been, the technician would have knocked to see if they could come in (which they couldn’t have because I wasn’t home and they’re only allowed into a house if someone over the age of eighteen is there to supervise).
About 9:30 yesterday morning, I started feeling nausea. I was pretty sure it was anxiety, so I took an Ativan, and that helped. I ended up taking a cab to the dentist because I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to do without a trip to the bathroom for the forty five minutes it would take me to get there by bus. The cab trip was under ten minutes. I have no idea why it costs $3 more to get to the dentist than it does to get to UHS which is only about five blocks away. They charge by expected milage rather than by time.
The hygienist I was to see was running a little late, so I didn’t get into the chair until fifteen minutes after my appointment. Filling out the appointment paperwork, I noticed that I had somehow never told them that I take levothyroxine. I’ve been taking that for at least three years now and seeing the dentist every six months, so I really don’t know how on earth I forgot. They did the large, detailed set of x-rays they like to get every five to seven years. It had been six for me.
When I saw the dentist, she agreed that my bite splint is dying. She said that it’s possible that, because I’m using different insurance now than I was when I got the first one in the 1990s, my new insurance might pay for one. She’s going to have her receptionist send in a formal query so that we get a formal answer. If insurance won’t cover it, we’ll have to figure out where the money will come from because, if I don’t wear the dratted thing at night, my teeth hurt pretty constantly.
I took about an hour and a half to walk from the dentist to Totoro. That was due to Ingress rather than distance. I think the distance is eight to ten blocks. I attacked and captured a bunch of portals along the way, mostly things I had never captured before. By the time I got home yesterday, I’d accumulated almost half of the remaining points I need to get to level 8.
At any rate, I got to Totoro around 2:00. I texted Cordelia to let her know I’d be a while yet and Scott to see if maybe he could pick me up at the library after work instead of me taking the bus. I had a teriyaki chicken bento, two glasses of Dr Pepper (which I shouldn’t have because of caffeine and dehydration), and three glasses of water. I was done by about 2:45 and walked toward the library, still doing Ingress all the way. I got to the library and checked out all of my holds. At that point, it was three or four minutes until the bus left. The spot I’d have to get to was about a block and a half away, and I might have been able to make it if I hurried and if the lights at the crosswalk were in my favor, but I didn’t feel like I could handle that, so I sat in the library for a while.
I talked to Cordelia on the phone (she called because she was wondering what on earth I was doing still being out) and to Scott when he got off work about 3:30. He intended to (and did) get the oil changed if he could get to the place before they closed which meant that it would be after 5:00 before he could pick me up. He was willing if I wanted to wait. I didn’t. I kind of regretted that because the library bag was very, very heavy and hard to carry, but I caught the #22 home at 3:48 and was home by 4:10.
I was utterly exhausted, so I lay down for a while. I think what I really needed was to drink a lot more water. I had about sixteen ounces when I got in, but I couldn’t make myself drink more right then. Later on, I drank more water and started to get my energy back, at least enough to sit in the living room for the evening while we watched Castle in the Sky. I had pan fried summer squash with mushrooms for dinner (Scott made it; I couldn’t have right then). I wasn’t hungry enough to manage anything else. The squash was a little crunchier than I like it, but, you know, Scott cooked it the way he likes it.
At bedtime, I discovered that I had sunburned my shoulders, right by my neck and extending out about three inches. I had thought that my shirt covered those bits, so that surprised me quite a lot. I think the shirt must have gotten pulled to the side by my purse or something because the other bits of me that were under the shirt didn’t burn at all. Also, my bra straps ought to have covered part of what burned as well. I hadn’t thought to take sunscreen with me on my excursion because, normally, I’m not in the sun long enough to burn. It doesn’t hurt, but I put some aloe on it anyway.
Today, I need to call ACD about changing our internet service. I was hoping that they’d respond to my email, but they didn’t. It’s possible that they thought yesterday wasn’t a good day for it since I told them I wouldn’t be available between 10:00 and 2:00. Who knows?
I’m pretty sure, at this point, that I’m not going to finish the Narnia story by Friday. It’s still possible, but I didn’t write at all the last four days, and I’m not sure I’m going to be able to make myself do it today.
When I talked to Mom on Sunday, she gave me a hard time over me not following official news coverage of the RNC and DNC and the election in general. She considers that irresponsible. I’m not convinced because I don’t foresee anything coming up that would change my mind about who I’m voting for. Hillary Clinton is not perfect (nor is Bernie Sanders), but I’ve been going to vote for her all along. There wasn’t anybody the Republicans could have put forward who would have any chance of getting my vote, barring a sudden translocation into the West Wing universe with Alan Alda’s character running, and even then…
At any rate, me paying attention or not paying attention isn’t going to have an impact on anything, and at least watching comedy about it all doesn’t send my anxiety through the roof and gives me a little context.
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Date: 2016-07-26 05:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-26 10:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-07-27 02:54 am (UTC)...the ENTIRE INTERNET will fail to shut up about it for days or even weeks. The critical points (and some non-critical ones) will make it into our consciousness if people have to wedge them there, I think. :P
(So far, my only takeaway is that I am more impressed with Michelle Obama than before, and I already admired her. That's hardly relevant to November's voting, however!)
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Date: 2016-07-27 03:15 am (UTC)I don't think that she thinks I need convincing to vote for Hillary. At least, I hope she doesn't because it would be insulting.