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I ended up going with Scott to take Cordelia and her friend to the restaurant. The plan was that I'd wait wherever he and I ended up for dinner until after he took the 3-4 kids to the dance. We had trouble finding a restaurant and ended up at Seva, a vegetarian place. We tend not to go there because my food options are severely limited by needing to avoid tomatoes and peppers and walnuts and peanuts and eggs.

I ended up ordering a cup of soup and two sides, asparagus and sweet potato fries. The soup wasn't edible by me, and Scott didn't care for it either. The menu said 'butternut-apple bisque,' and I couldn't taste either apples or butternut squash. It went more toward the savory end of flavor, and I couldn't place the herbs, so I didn't force myself to eat more than a couple of spoonfuls. I was concerned that the soup contained something that would make me sick. The restaurant ended up removing the soup from our bill. We hadn't asked them to. I'd have been cranky about spending $4 on a cup of inedible soup, but I did order it, so...

I also got dessert, banana cheesecake. It was recognizably cheesecake, but even though I could see banana chunks, I couldn't taste the banana at all. Scott tried it and also couldn't taste the banana, so I'm again puzzled. I think that, when something with a particular flavor is in the name, it's weird not to be able to taste even a trace of that in the food.

Cordelia's only comment about the dance was that it was loud and that the music was terrible. I'm not sure if the latter refers to sound quality or to song choice.

Scott's parents have reserved a house for a family vacation next summer. They didn't consult with us about potential conflicts first but did consult Scott's brother and sister, so we're a bit puzzled. We won't know for at least another month whether or not Scott can get that time off, and I'm pretty sure that the timing will mean that Cordelia couldn't do choir camp even if she wanted to. (Though Scott thinks the location of the house is actually kind of near Interlochen.) Scott's parents have promised to 'help' us with the costs but want us to tell them how much we can afford to pay. Which is both reasonable and burdensome because Scott finds it shaming.

To be honest, I'm not sure we can afford anything but gas money and our share of the groceries. I'm not convinced that Scott will be able to tell his parents that. He was able to say, months ago, that we couldn't go because we couldn't afford it. Now, we can't just not do it. We have to figure out what we can scrape together and ask for the rest. I understand why Scott's parents want everyone there. They're both 75 (and will be 76 next summer), and their oldest grandchild is 18 and in college. The odds of getting him to come to future family vacations aren't really all that great. The odds of Scott's parents being up to such a vacation in three years, five years, ten years... Yeah.

Is it weird that I feel that 'tell us what you can afford, and we'll cover the rest' is more embarrassing than 'because you can't afford it, we'll cover the expenses'?
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This afternoon, I did some minor beta reading on a paper that Cordelia's best friend was writing. It was mostly punctuation and verb tenses. The real challenge was explaining why. Cordelia thinks the idea of consulting a style guide is ridiculous (also the idea of asking a teacher which style guide they want used). Is that just a college thing? It just seemed to me that it would be helpful to know which set of rules the teacher is expecting.

I ended up taking a very long walk today, more than two hours, in spite of the fact that it was raining. I think that, as far as the rain goes, I'd have turned back sooner if it had started raining hard sooner. As it happens, I got to the end of the route I had decided on, and then it started pouring. I was pretty thoroughly soaked by the time I got home. I had to change my clothes entirely. I hacked six new-to-me Ingress portals and made several tiny fields while i was out.

I'm not commenting much right now because I'm doing a lot of my DW reading on my cell phone. I can type on that, but I always end up thinking that I'll remember to come back to the post when I'm on my laptop and then... Well, I don't. I am reading pretty reliably.

It's probably also likely that being low on sleep contributes to me not commenting. I felt so much better today after ten hours of sleep that I almost couldn't believe the difference. I wish it wasn't something that requires a huge family production about making happen.

Scott's brother and his family are thinking to come to Michigan for Christmas. We haven't seen them in a couple of years, so it would be really nice if they did come. Scott even managed to get some vacation time in between Christmas and New Year. I'm not sure about whether or not them staying a night or two with us will work now that their youngest is six. I think she was three the last time they stayed here, and at that point, she just slept in a port-a-crib in the basement with her parents while her older sister shared Cordelia's room. Now? I really don't know. I'm not sure that both girls can fit in Cordelia's room, and I'm quite sure that a port-a-crib won't be an option. Scott's sister and Scott's parents both have more flexibility that way, but it would be sad not to have them spend at least one night here. Scott and his brother don't get much time together.

My parents haven't told us that they'll be coming to Michigan in December. They did last year, but I don't know if that means doing it this year as well. At this point, I'm figuring that Scott's chance to see his brother outweighs time with them. I love them, but I'm pretty much never happier after I've seen them. I'm sometimes no less happy than I was but not always.

I had lunch with [personal profile] evalerie yesterday. We went to Juicy Kitchen which is out near Cordelia's school. We got there just before the lunch rush started. The place is tiny. I'm not sure that, even including the outdoor seating, it can accommodate more than twenty people.

I got myself to bed by about 8 p.m. last night. I hadn't really fallen asleep by the time I got a phone call at 9:30 (another mother calling about a school thing that actually did need to be dealt with last night). At that point, I took a second Halcion and then slept pretty soundly. I was able to sleep in a bit because the school had a late start. The 11th graders were taking the PSAT, and other grades didn't have class until 11:15. The district only ran the school buses for the 7:30 start time, so anybody who didn't go in then needed other transportation (that's what the other mother was calling about).

It's almost 9 p.m. now, and I really would like to sleep soon. I'm just not sure that I can get away with it without serious drama.
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Somehow, today got away from me. Well, I know how, mostly. I slept really badly last night due to various physical aches and then kept thinking I should lie down and nap and kept having other things distract me. Then I started rereading a long fic and kept thinking that I'd read a little more. At this point, I've got the edges of a headache that tells me that I've been awake too long for the amount of sleep I got last night.

Scott will be working tomorrow, so we're all heading for bed now. Really, he should have gone to bed sooner, but... He never does, not when it's just him needing to.

Cordelia's current plan for tomorrow is to go dress shopping with a friend. I'm hoping that comes together properly because it would be nice for her to have something to do. I will have to decide whether or not to head to the library by bus. If Scott gets off work on time, he can drive me down there, but he may not and won't know until late enough that, while I could get there, getting home again would be challenging.

Yesterday morning, [personal profile] evalerie drove me to Kroger to pick up my prescriptions. I'm grateful for that because it was pouring rain and really not weather for standing at a bus stop.

I was certain yesterday that I was getting Scott's cold. I still don't feel 100%, but the humidity from the c-PAP actually helped my throat a lot. At this point, it's just a bit of not-quite-right in my throat that doesn't hurt or make me cough or anything. We'll see what tomorrow brings. If I do get the dratted thing, I'm hoping for it to hit hard tomorrow and then be gone. I suppose colds progress in accordance with Murphy's Law, too.
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I had no luck at all with napping yesterday. I think I'm just too stressed out to manage it. I tried for long enough that I ended up feeling fairly dehydrated. We were all in bed by 9:30 last night, and I feel a lot better this morning than I did yesterday, so I really think that getting to bed earlier is key.

Scott's cold is bad enough that he called in sick even though he'll get into trouble for it. He was having trouble doing anything at all last night and went straight back to bed after making the phone call. He's got a nasty cough. So far as I can tell, he doesn't have a fever, but he thought he might because of how he felt.

I'm going to have to haul myself outside later on today to go and pick up a prescription that's waiting. I have enough of the medication to last me through breakfast tomorrow, but I'll need the new bottle by noon. Wellbutrin is not something I'm enthusiastic about missing doses of. I don't think it's doing anything useful for me (apart from serving to demonstrate that Look! I am trying to do something about my anxiety! Honest!), but it's a bad thing to stop cold turkey.

I suppose I could get the dratted thing tomorrow morning instead, but this way, I can pick up some bread so that I can make Scott a sandwich for work tomorrow (all the bread was moldy yesterday, but he felt too terrible to pick up more). I can also see what cold medicines we have and what we need. I think we're out of most of the things Scott would normally take.

Maybe I can motivate myself to go with a promise of lunch out and/or a stop at that park halfway there that has Ingress portals I've never hacked. It would have been pretty easy to go straight from dropping Cordelia at the crosswalk, but it's hours yet before the pharmacy opens. I'm not sure much out that way is open yet, either. Possibly the two coffee places? There's a bakery, too, but it doesn't have anywhere for people to sit down and eat what they've bought.

I think I've finished one of my Weiss Kreuz stories for [community profile] weissvsaiyuki. It still needs tweaking in the details, and I think the ending's not paced properly, but it has an ending now. The one that's the next most likely to be possible to finish is sitting at a story pivot point. I don't quite like any of the paths I could take it down. Well, rather, I don't think any of them is more right or more appealing or easier or... anything that would make the decision more than a roll of a die. It's also kind of close in the through line (so far) to another story I wrote recently. The other two WIP that might work for the challenge are complicated and likely to be very, very long. One is at 6K words and probably needs 12K to 15K to find an ending (though I've been wrong before. In both directions). The other is at 4.5K and probably needs to be at least 30K.
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Stuff about Scott and possible depression )

The furnace repair we had scheduled for today has been put off due to the technician being out sick. I'm trying to decide what to do with my morning now. I've made one phone call and am waiting for it to be returned. I need to make one more phone call and have two others that I should make but that aren't nearly as urgent.

I'm also really, really tired, and I want to take a walk, and I want to write.

I think I need to make that other call and then lie down.
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Cordelia went out for a few hours this afternoon with her middle school friends. They've decided to alternate weeks with movie night on Friday one week and a Sunday afternoon gabfest the next. I think that one of the girls can't do things on Fridays, but I'm not sure.

Scott's asleep. At this point, I don't see a point in waking him at all until morning. He napped a little while Cordelia was out (he provided transportation both ways), but apart from that hour to hour and a half, he had been up for roughly twenty three hours when he lay down to sleep. I'll have to wake him for a little when I go to bed because I have to be able to see which medication bottles are which.

We went to Bob Evans for breakfast this morning after Scott got home and showered. After we got home from that, Scott did the grocery shopping while I started in on laundry. He did the library run after dropping Cordelia off at her friend's house.

Scott having had to work last night means that I still haven't tried taking two of the Halcion tablets to see how that affects my sleep. I'm not willing to do it unless he'll be there during the night and in the morning.

I wrote about 500 words last night. Sadly, I wrote it at the point when I should have been in bed and asleep, so I've been dragging all day. I keep looking at the floor and thinking about lying down there in spite of knowing how much doing that would hurt. I have no idea why my brain thinks the floor is more attractive than the couch. Maybe because I've tried the couch several times in the last two weeks?

We're going to try to figure out how to upgrade Cordelia's laptop. There are things she wants to do now that the machine is too old in terms of hardware to support, and we expect that high school will bring things she actually needs to do that need better hardware. If nothing else, she's taking digital photography later this year. I'm pretty sure we will have a hard time finding software for that that will work on a Macbook made in 2008.

Upgrading my laptop is going to have to wait. We still haven't paid off my current laptop or Cordelia's. We got them refurbished, so we didn't pay full price, but I'm not sure Scott's decision in that regard was necessarily wise because what he ended up getting was only a very little bit newer than what we used to have and stopped being able to advance in terms of OS within the first six months we had them. For me, it's less important because I mostly chat, do email, write, and browse the web. I don't stream much or play games. I don't need the latest bells and whistles in my word processor, not as long as other people can still open and read my documents if I share them.

Scott's thrilled at the idea of me not doing Yuletide. He says that all I talk about during the writing period is my story and that that makes him feel like I'm not actually present. I pointed out that I'm always thinking of stories and that I'm happier when I'm writing. I should have added that I just talk to him about the Yuletide stories because he often knows the fandoms and because they're almost never smut. I do 90% of my writing for any exchange/challenge at points when I'm alone, but my brain never stops churning with story ideas.

I need to try to find a chance to talk to him about this when Cordelia's not around. I feel like I don't have all that much that's mine and like he's saying I shouldn't have anything if it attracts attention. I'm pretty sure that's not what he means, but it's still hurtful and pisses me off.
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My hands have been hurting more the last few days than they have at any point since I stopped taking Tamoxifen. I think that lack of sleep makes that worse. I had to wear splints on both hands yesterday due to the pain. I hope I don't need that today because the only splints that aren't in the bedroom (where Scott is sleeping) are the massive ones. They work, but they make my shoulders hurt from the weight, and I suspect that wearing on my left hand would do nasty things to my bad elbow.

I'm trying to make a reasonable grocery list. I don't know when Scott will do the shopping. Saturday evenings are terrible for that because things we want are often simply not there. Sunday morning would be better in that regard, but that would mean shopping on his way home from work, and that means going somewhere other than the store we usually go to. That only matters for the breakfast sausages where we've found only one kind (the Kroger store brand brown sugar flavor) that I can handle. If he can find Jennie-o (sp?) sausages somewhere, some of their turkey sausages used to be okay, but Kroger hasn't had those in a very long time. The problem is that all brands simply list 'spices' in the ingredients rather than saying what those spices are. Some things, like black pepper, edge into the making me sick territory. I can handle a very small amount but not nearly as much as is in most sausages.

One of Scott's parents has had to have minor foot surgery. The emails come from a joint address, are written in the first person singular, and are signed with both of their names, so we're not actually sure, and neither Scott nor I feel quite right asking.
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Scott will have less than twenty four hours off to change his schedule so that he can go from working third shift to working first shift. They told him that the only other option was to give him zero time between shifts (third shift starts at 11 p.m. and is, for bookkeeping purposes, considered entirely part of the day that it started, so it wouldn't technically be a mandatory double shift). All employees are working either Saturday or Sunday this weekend.

I was going to try to go to north campus this morning, but it's raining. I really don't feel like walking around in the rain today. I do need to go downtown to buy bus tokens for Cordelia. There's no rush on it because she has a pass right now that's good for another couple of weeks. We bought it when we thought she'd be at Community and would be using it at least ten times a week. Now... three or four times a week. Tokens are cheaper at that level of usage because they don't expire.

It used to be that you had to go to the main business office for the bus company in order to get the half price tokens, but according to the company website, the half price tokens are available at Blake now. At least, the listing for Blake says 'Tokens' while other places say 'Full fare tokens'. I'm assuming that that means Blake has all types of tokens now. It never made much sense to me to have the half price tokens only at the headquarters. They're good for people who're K-12 or receiving Medicare/Medicaid or in their mid-60s.

If I go down there later today, I can pick up my interlibrary loan copy of Prince of Tennis 30, read it immediately, send it back, and request v.31. We lose MelCat requesting access on Monday the 2nd. The library's holdings for PoT pick up again with v.34. Part of me wants to request All The Things via ILL right now because I won't be able to get anything for months, but I also don't think that's a great idea. I should get the books at points when I'm sure I'll have time to read them. If I could get multiple volumes of a given manga series at once I would (the system chokes on such requests and insists that they're duplicates of requests I currently have in process).

I'm leaning strongly toward not signing up for Yuletide. I very much want to, but I don't think I have better than a 50% chance of being able to write a complete story (and the actual chance is probably lower). I'll just save off some possibilities for treats and write those if I end up having time and inspiration. If all goes well with Cordelia's recovery, next year will be better for this sort of thing.

Or I could work on one of the many, many prompts I've got squirreled away in various places... I think I need to weed those down to prompts that are very specifically things I want to write or that are from people I know. That is, if I look at the request and think, "Writing that fandom would be fun, but I don't have any ideas based on this," I shouldn't keep the prompt. If I've got fewer than 300 prompts saved right now, I'll be astonished, and that's with weeding.

I've been applying heat to my elbow. It helps more than the cold packs do, and it only takes 50 seconds in the microwave to refresh the rice pack as opposed to 4-6 hours in the freezer for the gel packs.

I'm trying to come up with ideas for things I could do to reward myself for achieving goals. I just... I'm drawing a complete blank. I don't want to buy books, music, etc. I'm trying to limit sweets. I don't collect anything and don't want to start. There isn't anything that I really want to do. I enjoy an occasional lunch out, but... I really can't use that because going out for lunch is really, really, really difficult unless I'm already out of the house for something necessary and quite near somewhere to get food or have some other adult with me. Lunch out once a week is also more money than I want to put into this (I'd like to stay under $5 a week).

In days gone by, CDs or books (saved for gradually) or a treat like baklava or a candy bar would have been easy go-tos, but they just aren't now. And the agoraphobia and physical limitations eliminate a lot of other things. There aren't any shows streaming that would make reasonable rewards, either. First, I'm pretty picky, and second, I completely forget to follow even things that I enjoy. Even without considering the agoraphobia, I can't handle movies in the theater. Plays and concerts hit the agoraphobia big time. Even with Ativan, I end up spending my time focused on escape plans.

I don't think Scott and Cordelia actually understand how much me being on my phone, playing Ingress, is a shield against panic when we're out of the house. It gives me something completely mindless to do.
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Yesterday, I took a cab in and had it drop me at the library so that I could return a few things. I wanted to stop at the post office a block away and in between the library and my appointment, but stopping there to pay the cabbie would have been considerably less convenient. There's a drive next to the library, running between 5th Ave and Division, that's there partly for access to the lot next door and partly for people to be able to wait while someone else runs in for a minute to return something. Staying there long enough for the cabbie to run my credit card didn't block traffic or risk upsetting people.

I only had to wait about thirty seconds at the post office. Oddly, the clerk tried to close my order without dealing with the package I'd laid on the counter (I also sent a certified letter). My guess is that, in dealing with the paperwork for the letter, he lost track of there being anything else even though the dratted thing was clearly visible.

Many of the portals around the library and post office were unclaimed. I didn't have the resonators to fill them out completely, but I captured all I could (and then, while I was at my appointment, someone else came through and captured them so that I was able to take them back again for more points). After my appointment, I walked up William to State and had lunch at Totoro. Then I walked back down Liberty to Division and caught the bus home. I might have had time to get the three blocks to Blake in time to catch the bus there, but I didn't want to risk being stuck for another half an hour.

Today's entire agenda (apart from a few short chores) is writing and more writing. I'm worried that I don't have a strong grasp of one of my characters and that I may be going down a false path in the story right now, but the damned thing needs to be done today if I'm going to edit or even proofread at all. I'm hoping to limit my cat waxing because I just don't have time for it. Sometimes, it helps me to think, but not today.

I've written a lot less this month than I'd hoped to. Scott's vacation and issues with Cordelia have pretty much killed my time and energy. I'm trying to finish this story without resorting to junk food to keep my brain working while I write. We don't have much in the house that fits the description, so I'd have to ask Scott to buy it for me.

I called Mom last night to see how they're dealing with the weather. They're in Baton Rouge, so it's much less bad than in coastal Texas, and they live in the highest part of the city. Mom said that it's a very, very good thing that this hurricane didn't and probably won't hit New Orleans hard because many of the pumps there aren't working so that the flooding would be beyond horrific.

I'm currently trying to figure out my best course for the Medequip appointment tomorrow. Medequip is (according to Google) 0.1 miles from Shar Instruments, the place to which I need to return Cordelia's rented viola. I think that, if I get it back tomorrow, I won't have to pay for September. I need to check when they bill me as we might still have some time, but if they bill on the 1st, that's Friday.

I will be carrying my entire c-PAP, too. From a timing POV, going to Shar after my appointment makes more sense since I don't know how long Shar will take. It might be five minutes. It might be longer if they're busy. Shar only opens an hour before my appointment, and my arrival time is kind of unpredictable

From a carrying crap POV, however, going to Shar first makes sense. I'd take the A-Ride there and only have to carry my c-PAP during the section that I'll be walking. It's just that the A-Ride is so unreliable about timing. Shar opens at 10, an hour before my appointment, so I can't possibly have more than an hour for turning things in and getting to Medequip. Also, the A-Ride folks will tell me that I should ask for a pick up at 9 if I want to be certain to arrive by 10:30, but that's very likely to leave me sitting on the ground outside for forty five minutes until they open. Except when it doesn't. One or two rides out of every ten involve long delays to either pick up or arrival.

I need to look at what I'll be carrying and at how much space it will take. The A-Ride has restrictions on that because they want to be able to fit three people in the back seat if necessary. That might be an argument for going to Medequip first and only going to Shar if the cabbie tells me that we won't be picking up other people on the way (and if the cab isn't filled when it arrives here). I haven't always had shared rides, but it's not at all rare, maybe thirty to forty percent of the time. I've only been in a cab with four total passengers (plus the driver) once.

My current plan is to take the bus home after. Going home by bus is easier, anxiety wise, than going out by bus. This is probably because I'm heading toward perceived safety and because the alternative is staying where I am which is unacceptable to the anxiety brainweasels.

Okay, time to make my decision and call the A-Ride people. Or maybe I should shower first and then call?
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I actually managed to get my sister on the phone yesterday for her birthday. I can't remember the last time I called her and didn't end up with her voice mail. She was talking to her son off and on during the conversation (he's four or five years younger than Cordelia), telling him what to do to get their dog to do what he wanted. The first couple of comments in that direction were confusing because they didn't relate to what we were talking about. I'm used to talking to her when she's alone.

She told me that she has found a decent viola that's the right size for Cordelia. One of my sister's regulars at the frame shop she manages collects and refurbishes used string instruments, and she had asked him to keep an eye out for a reasonable viola in Cordelia's size and at a price that we could afford. The instrument in question is half an inch larger than the one Cordelia's been renting and doesn't include a bow, but both Cordelia and the instrument guy feel that half an inch shouldn't be a problem. My sister is paying for the viola and for shipping (she says it's to make up for years of missed birthdays and Christmas presents. I pointed out that she's sent more in that direction than our parents have).

At any rate, returning the rented viola will save us about $18 a month. Cordelia finds playing soothing and has been seeking out music online so that she can try new to her pieces. I think that she will keep playing even without taking orchestra. My sister says that the guy she's dealing with assures her that this is a good quality viola and would be good for taking orchestra again if Cordelia decides that she wants to do that.

I will probably return the viola to Shar when I go to Medequip for the c-PAP related stuff, assuming I can do that this week. They're relatively near each other. I'm not sure it's a distance I'd find walkable, but they're on the same street. I figure I can put my c-PAP into a backpack and carry the viola and gear in my hands.

Part of me wants very much to go back to bed now that Cordelia's off at camp, but I should do laundry, and I'm waiting for a couple of phone calls. Of course, falling asleep would pretty much guarantee the calls coming through, right? I've got about two and a half hours now when sleep would be possible. Later on, it won't be.
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Wednesday evening, most people from our normal game group couldn't attend, so we ended up with one friend and his two kids. We got pizza. The local Cottage Inn wasn't doing online ordering, and we needed both delivery and the option to pay by credit card, so we went with Marco's instead. I was not pleased with their online order system. It worked well enough that we got pizza (what we ordered even), but there wasn't an option for tipping online, and it never sent me an order confirmation email in spite of me going through the email address confirmation process twice. They also don't offer the things we usually would order, no spinach, no broccoli (nothing green except various types of peppers), no sauce variants beyond tomato and 'white' (with no definition of what they meant by white sauce).

I didn't participate in the game playing so that they'd have more options (I can only manage fully cooperative games). They played Flashpoint (which I could have played, but I was dealing with ordering the pizza) and Robo Rally. Scott offered to loan them his copy of Robo Rally because he doesn't get many opportunities to play.

Scott's sister and her daughter got here a little before noon yesterday. Cordelia's volunteer shift ended early, so she was done before they arrived and had to wait for us to get downtown. Our niece had expressed interest in Korean barbecue, and I found a place about three blocks from the library. We didn't end up eating there, though. Instead, we went to the place next door that offered a variety of noodle dishes for considerably less money and a much shorter wait (both places had the same name, just with different subtitles, so I assume they're owned by the same people).

The food was okay, but I found the table and seating uncomfortable. We were on backless stools that were tall enough that I had to work at getting seated (I'm 5'2"). Service was prompt though.

After the meal, we went across the street to Dawn Treader, a used book store. This was a revelation for Cordelia because, although she's been in used book stores before, she never quite connected them as a thing to find locally or as a place that might have books of interest to her. We got her three books she wanted very much for less than half what they'd have cost new. I picked up a paperback that I intend to send to a friend who might enjoy it.

We took a little detour on the way back to the car to walk along the street where our nephew will be staying for part of the fall semester. His mother didn't know which specific house it would be, but we were able to narrow it down to a single block, so she took pictures of the houses so that she can ask him. He'll be staying with friends for two or three nights a week, rent free (which surprises me) and taking classes at Washtenaw Community College. In January, he'll start at Michigan State University.

I strongly recommended that he make use of the city bus system. Parking near where he'll be staying is extremely difficult and expensive. If he parks near us, he can get a bus to where he'll be staying in under fifteen minutes, and there are regular buses out to WCC (which also service a hospital out there and so are likely to keep running on the weekend as well. I just haven't checked yet). It's also possible he might be able to park at WCC and then use the bus. I'm not sure of WCC parking regulations/limitations, but they're not located near much of anything else, so I suspect they're likely to be considerable less stringent than those in downtown Ann Arbor.

We considered going to Skyline to walk Cordelia's classes, but the building was closed so that they could wax the floors. I don't know if they're open today for that to be an option. I should probably look into it. Next week, Cordelia will be volunteering at the science center camp Monday through Thursday, and I think there's something else going on that Friday.

I also ought to try to get out to do some Ingress in the hope of getting gear I need for tomorrow, but I'm still very tired. I woke much earlier than I wanted to because my left elbow, the one with the tendinitis, was hurting a lot. It had been fine when I went to bed, so I have no idea what happened. I keep telling myself that I'll go back to bed soon, but it's 11:00, and I haven't (largely because of IBS issues). Cordelia's up now, so it will be harder.

There are pre-Anomaly Ingress gatherings in town today. I'd like to go, but I simply can't face it right now. I need sleep more, and I need my digestive system to calm down. I guess it's crackers, plain potatoes, white rice, etc. for the rest of the day. These are terrible for my blood sugar but reliably make my digestive system calm down. I can't tell if today's problem is purely (or even mostly) stress or if it's something from lunch yesterday or due to the handful of sugar snap peas I had last night.

I'm also having agoraphobia issues around the Anomaly now that Scott can't be there. I'm determined to go, but it's going to be really, really hard. All the people I know who are going will be on different teams than I am (and there are reasons I can't join them-- my stamina/mobility issues primarily but also some interpersonal conflicts and not wanting to abandon my current team which only has six people, some of whom may not actually show up).

I'm still occasionally not getting AO3 comments emailed to me. So far, it's only two comments out of dozens, but... I've checked every folder for that Gmail address (and every folder for my email on my laptop) with no joy. This includes the spam folder. I asked AO3 about it and pretty much got a 'not our problem' response. If it's not that messages are going to the spam folder, they've got no fix for it. So my recourse is to check my AO3 inbox regularly to try to catch things that don't get mailed to me. This doesn't help if I'm missing subscription notices, but at least I won't be unintentionally ignoring comment on my fics (there are a few I'm ignoring deliberately for one reason or another).
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Scott and I set out about 9:30, and we got home with Cordelia a bit after 8:00. It was a really long drive. Scott and I listened to podcasts and an audiobook on the way up. The Hamilton soundtrack played the entire way back because Cordelia finds it soothing and because Scott and Cordelia both sing along with the whole thing.

We got to the area near Interlochen about an hour before we were to pick Cordelia up, so we got lunch at the only restaurant we could find. It wasn't terrible. It also wasn't great. I finished my meal still feeling hungry and without any options for more food.

The Interlochen campus is really nice. I'd have liked to look around more (and the unclaimed Ingress portals only had a little bit to do with it), but Cordelia was really eager to get out of there.

Scott's parents invited us to stop by on our way home, and we did. The timing worked out that we arrived a little after 6:00, so they fed us dinner-- chicken, asparagus, mashed potatoes, and salad.

I dropped my Ativan tablet last night and couldn't find it (those things are tiny!), so I slept without it. I was exhausted enough that I slept soundly until Scott's alarm. After he got up, I didn't get back to sleep until he left. That wasn't because of him. It was me feeling too warm then too cold then having my neck hurt then... Well, on and on.

My allergy trouble hasn't come back. I'm hoping it won't, but the cleaning lady coming today may set me off again because the various cleaning products cause me problems breathing (one of the big reasons we have her come in).
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I slept eight hours last night, all of it with the c-PAP, but it was very light and not very restful sleep because I still feel like I've been flattened and desperately want to go back to bed. My elbows hurt when I lie on my back for too long (I'm pretty sure that the joints are hyperextending) because there isn't a way I can keep my arms bent without making other things hurt even more.

My parents arrived here about 11:30, and we ended up going to the same Chinese place we went to the last time they came. I had really wanted to go to Totoro which is downtown, but losing that half an hour made it just not really feasible.

My mother texted me around 5:00 to say that the procedure went well and that they were already back in Lawton (two hours away).

Around 3:20, Cordelia, who was at the downtown library, called me to tell me that her best friend had hit her head while volunteering at the same camp where Cordelia did last week. This is the girl who had the bad concussion at the end of May and then needed another ER trip for a relapse two weeks later. I woke Scott and he drove over to get her because we didn't want her to have to wait there or to have to walk up that steep hill in the heat. Cordelia got home about thirty seconds after Scott got her friend here, and the two of them went into Cordelia's room and seemed to be happy. (We'd been kind of worried because the other girl looked kind of out of it and wouldn't talk to either of us.)

I had tried calling the other girl's mother and texting her mother while Scott was getting her but failed to reach her. She called us on the landline about fifteen minutes after her daughter got here. It took her another half an hour to get here because she had to take the bus. The girl said she'd called Cordelia because she didn't have any other numbers for our family, and her mother said she'd correct that oversight as she (the mother) has my cell, Scott's cell, and our landline numbers.

The last I heard, the other girl was doing okay, but that was last night. I kind of suspect that she's not at camp today, but I don't know.

Monday is going to suck hugely. I need to be up for Cordelia at 6:30 and do a fasting blood draw sometime after 8:30 or 9:00 (need to check when UHS opens) which probably means getting down there by bus. At 1:00 I have a uterine ultrasound, also at UHS. In the evening, we need to take Cordelia out to East Ann Arbor for a blood draw.

I wanted to do Cordelia's last night since the place was open until 7:30 (only until 5:30 today and so utterly impossible unless Scott was willing to do it before going to bed which he wasn't). Scott thought that we ought to give Cordelia at least a day's notice. I disagreed strongly, but he went ahead and told her right before he left for work last night. She spent the next hour having something approaching a panic attack and blaming me for it. I am decidedly unhappy with Scott about this.

Also, doing it last night would have made it more likely that, if she needs vitamin supplements or thyroid medication we could still manage to get the camp permission slips for those signed and turned in before departure. Cordelia's pediatrician requires a two day turnaround for those things, so Thursday is the absolute latest we can turn them in and still have them for the orientation meeting the following Monday evening (departure is at 8 a.m. on Tuesday with Cordelia needing to be there at 7 a.m. which is going to be vastly fun given that going by cab means a choice between risking being late and being almost certain to have a half an hour to sit outside the building before they let us in).

I talked to one of the camp organizers Wednesday afternoon about medications and such. She clarified that, although all the forms say that prescriptions need to be held and dispensed by either the nurse or the cabin counselor, prescription topical acne medications are not included under that. I'd have thought, given the age group, that those medications would be common enough to merit some sort of mention of them being an exception.

One of Cordelia's prescriptions has changed dosage, and the bottle is too full for us to be able to get a new one with the new dosing information. The camp is completely inflexible on that. They will administer medications exactly according to label no matter what other documentation you have.
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Anybody have interest in old recipes and/or cleaning tips that my great-aunt and her mother clipped out of newspapers or otherwise got on cards or small bits of paper and saved? My aunt passed away in 1989, and I got her little box of recipes (because no one else wanted it when my grandparents were cleaning out her house) but never got around to going through it before now. Her mother passed away in 1966 or 1967, some time during the year before I was born.

I'm mainly interested in keeping anything handwritten or obviously done on a typewriter. I have no way of knowing which were written by my relatives and which by friends of theirs, but they're a sort of family history. A lot of the handwritten recipes just list ingredients without any sort of instructions. My mother thinks the typed recipes were likely from my aunt and that the hand written ones are more likely from my great-grandmother as Mom's sure that it's not my aunt's handwriting. (These are relatives on my father's side, so Mom didn't know that great-grandmother particularly well.)

Some of the recipe cards are from Detroit Edison or the local gas company. One of the gas company ones includes an add for a gas operated refrigerator ('half the cost of flameless'!) which I had not realized was ever a thing. The Detroit Edison ones have a little bit on each that says 'Have enough light in your kitchen for comfortable seeing. Learn how to use your appliances economically.'

Others are old Betty Crocker things. There are a couple of little newspaper clippings that talk about substitutions for when certain ingredients aren't available. One talks about how to approximate semisweet chocolate with unsweetened plus sugar or powder sugar and shortening. Another talks about 1/2 tbsp of cornstarch being a viable substitute for a full tbsp of flour (also those being equivalent to one tbsp granular tapioca or two tsp quick cooking tapioca or two tbsp of 'granular cereal').

I just hate to throw them away if anybody might want them.

ETA: There's a definite skew toward desserts. Here's a list of what I've got to give away:

13 cards from the Detroit Edison Home Services Division with a different recipe on each side.

3 newspaper clippings about baking substitutions.

26 cards from Michigan Consolidated Gas Company; some two sided, some not; some still connected to each other; all appear to be from the mid-1960s.

3 single recipe cards with 'new-from Hudson's kitchen' in green letters at the top. Recipes: Chocolate Marshmallow Filled Angelfood Cake, Twin Angel - Cakes Pies, Banana Chiffon Cake.

11 folded/creased Betty Crocker pamphlets with multiple recipes.

4 newspaper clippings with cleaning tips.

2 cards (different colors and different sizes so probably not related) with cleaning tips. Who knew you could use Calgon to clean a shower curtain?

Recipes on the back of a partial label from a bottle of wheat germ. The company name is partially missing. '...tschmer' is all that remains. Recipes: Beef Loaf with Wheat Germ, Applesauce Spice Cake.

2 yellow cards with a recipe on each side. No clue as to origin. Recipes: Quick Hot Cross Buns/Horn of Plenty Salad, Strawberry Peach Igloos/Baked Fruit Meringue/Nut Meringue.

2 small pamphlets labeled as 'No. 14 in a Series of Mary Alden's Famous Recipes' and 'No. 21 in a Series of Mary Alden's Famous Recipes'.
Recipes in No. 14: Beef 'N Noodles, Beef and Tomato Sauce, Tuna Turnovers, Chicken Pot Pie, Plain Pastry, Buttermilk Biscuits, Tulip Cups, Upside-Down Meat Pie, Steak and Kidney Pie.
Recipes in No. 21: Meat Fritters, Baked Corned Beef Sandwich, Chicken Cheese Shortcake, Beef Biscuit Fan, Baking Powder Biscuits, Frankfurt Roll-Ups, Salmon Chowder Pie.

1 folded sheet of recipes featuring Jell-O and Hellmann's mayonnaise. Recipes: Vegetable Souffle Salad with Tuna Fish, Egg Souffle Salad, Grapefruit-Celery Souffle Salad, Strawberry Souffle Salad, Spinach-Cottage Cheese Souffle Salad.

Part of a folded sheet/pamphlet from (I think) Fairmont (dairy products). Recipes: Pointers for Whipping Cream, Fairmont French Fried Potatoes, Fried Chicken Homestyle, Dad's Strawberry Cream Torte Cake.

Small folded sheet from Duncan Hines with two frosting recipes. Recipes: Butter Frosting (with chocolate variant), 7-Minute Frosting (with coconut variant).

Folded sheet of recipes from Rita Martin/Robin Hood Flour. Recipes: Doughnuts, Mince Meat Cookies, Date Cake, Old Fashioned Pumpkin Pie, Bread (recipe for four loaves at a time).

Small sheet of paper (index card size) with a recipe for DOLE Crushed Pineapple Upside-Down Cake.

Small sheet of paper titled 'Pillsbury's $10,000 PRIZE WINNER STARLIGHT MINT SURPRISE COOKIES'.

3 newspaper clipping recipes. Recipes: Marvelous Brownies, Yorkshire Pudding, Banana Cupcakes and Banana Frosting.

5 recipes that seem to have been clipped from food packaging. Recipes: 2 copies of Molasses Sugar Cookies (Brer Rabbit Molasses); 2 copies of Famous Oatmeal Cookies and Prize Winning Meatloaf; Chicken and Broccoli Au Gratin (PET Evaporated Milk).

Folded sheet that I think is a Mary Lee Taylor meal of the week recipe set. Has ads for Fibber McGee and Molly (radio) and for Jimmy Durante (TV) and for Mary Lee Taylor (radio?). Recipes: Tuna Macaroni Slices, Baked Lemon Pudding, Banana Orange Dessert, Vegetable Meat Stew.
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I got about seven hours of sleep last night, all with the c-PAP. I'm noticing that I sleep more lightly during the second half of the night when I use the c-PAP all night. My guess is that the Ativan is wearing off and that I'm still not quite beyond the anxiety freak out stage of wearing the gear. I'm very, very tired today. I feel like I shouldn't be because I did sleep, but I really am.

Cordelia had an appointment at 9:45 this morning. I tried to get it earlier so that Scott would be home and in bed earlier, but the doctor simply wasn't available. Still, that's early enough that a lot of parking structures downtown (where the appointment was) limit parking severely to discourage commuters.

I've got one call I must make today and a second that I really should make today. I don't want to deal with either, and being tired makes it all that much harder. As a way of indicating how much I don't want to make the calls, I've been filling out forms in preference.

Cordelia needs to be in bed earlyish tonight because she has a volunteer shift at the downtown library at 9 a.m. Scott will likely be able to drive her in before he goes to bed, but I'd like her to take the bus if she can so that he doesn't have to stay up an extra hour.

My step-father is scheduled for his eye procedure at 1:30 tomorrow afternoon. Mom suggested we all (except Scott) get lunch beforehand. Since Cordelia's volunteer shift will end at 11:00, I suspect that we'll end up meeting her downtown right about then. I need to come up with a list of options because just wandering around to find something that looks good would use up our time rapidly. There are so very many restaurants in that general area, three or four a block.

My hands and my left elbow are still giving me a lot of trouble. I'm not sure what to do about it. I need to use them, but anything heavier than my cell phone is bad for my hands, and moving the elbow hurts even when my hand is empty, enough so that I'm thinking of digging out a sling to see if that helps.
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I tried increasing the humidity on my c-PAP last night, and it turned out to be a mistake. I slept about two hours then got up to use the bathroom. At that point, I started sneezing uncontrollably, and my nose started running. I wasn't able to put the c-PAP back on and didn't sleep much the rest of the night because of the problems breathing (which are pretty much the same problems I had when I took the humidity down to 3). I guess 4 is where I need to be. It's not ideal, and still gives me some problems, but...

I'm probably going to lie down after I post this. I'm debating whether to try sleeping on the couch or to go in and join Scott in the bedroom. I've got about three hours before Cordelia gets home. If I sleep that long and am on the couch, I'll be where she can find me. If I'm in the bedroom, not so much.

Cordelia has stated that this working all day thing is hard but that she likes working with the little kids (five and six year olds). They all apparently think she's quite old, that fourteen isn't possible because it's too close to their ages.

I still haven't heard if my stepfather will be able to get treatment for his eye next week. I'm not sure that my mother will even think to tell me, so I should call this weekend and ask. I also want to find out if she'd like me to sit with her during the procedure (I might even be able to drag Cordelia along).

I'm hoping to cook a turkey breast in the instant pot tonight. I kind of suspect that it's not thawed all the way through yet, however, so it may have to wait another day or two. I have no idea what Scott will eat in that case. All we've got, leftover-wise, is the lentil soup that probably made Scott sick (He had hives, so there was some sort of allergen in there).

I'm making progress on my Captive Audience story, but I have a central motivation plot hole that I have to fill in somehow. There aren't any comments at all on the beta post for the exchange, so I can't go that route.
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Cordelia stayed home from camp yesterday to go to lunch with my parents and brother. We ended up going to Evergreen since all of us were okay with it. My stepfather kept joking about going to Dairy Queen. Cordelia and I ended up ordering exactly the same thing-- shrimp with mixed vegetables, a spring roll, wonton soup, and white rice. My mother got an eggplant dish that I wanted to try until she realized there were green peppers and jalepeno peppers in it. (Garlic and ginger, too, but those would have been fine for me.) My brother got a lamb stew. My stepfather got some sort of vegetarian lunch. He specifically wanted to avoid garlic and such because he had a doctor's appointment in the early afternoon.

We spent a little time in the large Asian grocery next door to Evergreen after we finished lunch. Then my stepfather dropped me, Cordelia, and Mom at our house and went to his appointment. Once my brother got there, he and Mom took Cordelia to Book Bound (where she refused Mom's offer to buy her something) and for a walk along the river. Scott woke and showered while they were out. He came out of the bathroom about five minutes after they got back here.

Then we all sat around for quite a while and worried because my stepfather's appointment was at 2:00, and it was after 4:00. Then it was after 5:00, and the website for Kellogg says they close at 5:00. He called Mom at about 5:45 to say he was waiting to have at least one more test done and that he wouldn't be able to drive for 30 minutes after and didn't know yet if he was going to have to stay overnight, either at the hospital or at a hotel in town.

Mom was understandably more than a little freaked out. The appointment was about a tumor in one of his eyes (the found it about two weeks after my breast cancer surgery in 2015). The specialist he's been seeing in New Orleans wanted him to see a higher level specialist about it. That doctor suggested flying to Houston or Memphis but thought Kellogg would be great when my stepfather pointed out that he'd be spending the summer in Michigan.

There was some concern about their dogs. They'd left the dogs back in Lawton, about two hours away. They have a dog door, so the dogs could go in and out, but they didn't have food and water for another day alone. My brother, who lives in Kalamazoo, about twenty minutes away, said he could very easily go and feed the dogs after he drove home last night.

It ended up not being necessary. The doctors want my stepfather, insurance approval allowing, to come back next week for a procedure involving an injection and some sort of laser treatment. Wanting to get him in next week is largely a matter of his schedule as he needs to be back in Baton Rouge in time to prepare for classes before the semester starts. I'm pretty sure they need to leave around the 10th. If they can't get the procedure done before that, he'll have to fly back to Michigan later for it, either waiting until December or taking time off from teaching.

We ended up canceling our game session last night. By the time we got to 6:20, Scott was really drooping and needed another nap if he was going to be able to go to work. Fortunately, I was able to reach everyone by phone to tell them we had to cancel.

Scott and I need to work things out in terms of the changeover between him getting up and leaving and me going to bed. Each of us thought the other was going to turn off the living room and bathroom lights last night. I was actually in bed before he left with my c-PAP on and all that by about 10:00, but I'm pretty sure he didn't realize that I was. He needs to leave about 10:15 in order to get to work on time. I realized, when I was almost asleep in spite of the lights, that it was late enough that he had to have already left and therefore didn't need those lights (and wasn't going to turn them off for me), so I hauled myself out of bed and turned all the lights off. I was pretty cranky about it.

He's definitely working nights next week, too. Then he'll have a week of vacation to get back to the right schedule for working days again.

I used the c-PAP for about seven hours last night.
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Something Scott ate yesterday has given him an allergic reaction. He and I had lentil soup for dinner last night. I used chicken broth, water, and lemon juice which should all have been fine, so I suspect that the culprit is the sauce packet I added-- That looked safe when I read the ingredients, but either 'flavoring' or 'spice' must include something that's a problem as all of the known ingredients were things Scott eats normally. The thing was explicitly to go with chicken and mostly contained chicken derived stuff.

Maybe he ate something while he was out at his doctor appointments yesterday? We only talked for about two minutes this morning between me and Cordelia getting up and him going to bed. He said he didn't know what was causing the problem, and I didn't want to keep him just to ask more questions.

Cordelia decided to stay home today in order to see her grandparents and uncle who will be arriving around 11:30 to take us to lunch. The main complication of this is that I now don't have anywhere to put the junk that I need to move out of the living room so that people can sit down. Scott's asleep in our room, and Cordelia's asleep in her room. That pretty much leaves the basement.

Scott won't join us for lunch. We decided that it made more sense for him to keep sleeping. We have our biweekly game session tonight, and he's supposed to GM. I kind of think it might be better for us to play board games, but I guess it will depend on he's doing at 7 tonight. We'll also need to stop a bit early because he needs to leave shortly after 10 in order to get to work by 10:45.

I got a lot of chores done yesterday-- Five loads of laundry; filling, running, and emptying the dishwasher; making dinner; cooking two packages of breakfast sausages; breaking down some boxes for recycling; getting the recycling and trash to the curb for pick up; changing the sheets on our bed; rearranging and dusting my bedroom bookshelves; and moving two shopping bags of books from our bedroom down to the basement plus shelving about a third of them.

Oh, and I sprayed a set of clothing for Cordelia to wear at camp. We bought some prometherin (sp?) which is a spray on tick repellent that's specifically for clothing. She's only wearing a t-shirt and long shorts plus underwear and footie socks, so it only helps a very little bit, but a little bit is better than nothing. We're not spraying her underwear or socks (footie socks don't come up past the top of the shoe). The spray bottle doesn't work very well. The only way to get anything out is to hold it sideways, and the stuff is very bad to breathe, so the spraying has to be done outside and then the clothes left hanging outside to dry for a few hours (how long depends on the humidity).

Needless to say, I was ready to sleep pretty early. I didn't end up doing so, but I should have, could have. Part of not going to bed early was that I had trouble making myself stand up to deal with getting ready to sleep.

Scott sleeping during the day really disrupts my routine because I can't really listen to music or watch anything due to noise. I dug up some earbuds, but they turned out not to work well because one gave no sound at all. We'd had them for years without ever opening the package, so either they were defective when we bought them or they deteriorated in storage. I can watch things with the sound off if there's captioning, but I like to be able to hear the dialogue, too.

I also have to be sure that I have all of the things I need out of the bedroom before Scott goes to bed. If I go in there for something, it will wake him. Tomorrow, when the cleaning lady comes, will be interesting.

I'm thinking that I might move the bags of stuff we want to get rid of to the garage. If that stuff gets stolen, well, at that point, we wouldn't have to haul it anywhere to donate it. But I kind of think that someone looking for quick cash isn't going to dig through garbage bags full of old clothing, not when there are things like the snowblower and Cordelia's bike. I'll shut the door, but Scott tends to forget, and he's the one who mostly opens the door (lawn mowing, grilling, etc.).
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My sleep was only middling last night. I was stressed out at bedtime and didn't end up turning out the light until much later than usual because I wanted to unwind a bit. I used the c-PAP for part of the night. It had been my intention to use it all night, but I took it off in the middle of the night. I don't know why. I remember doing it and that it seemed important to do so, but I can't remember why.

I decided to make use of being up early to do a chore that I've been putting off for months. I pulled all of the books I've already read off the shelves in bedroom (two shopping bags filled to the top) and consolidated the other books as much as I could. I've dusted some of the shelves. I don't know that the dust quite made it to the dust bunny stage, but I at least had dust mice.

I want to clear enough space that I can have one shelf for library books. Having them in six different places isn't conducive to remembering to read them. I also want space for my thumb splints and some place level to land my laptop over night when I've been using it in there before bed.

I need to figure out what to do with the jigsaw puzzles. I like puzzles, but we don't really have a place for me to do them. Setting up a card table isn't really feasible for space reasons, not unless I'm going to finish the puzzle in a single afternoon while I'm home alone.

Scott scheduled today as a vacation day so that he could deal with two medical appointments. The way work schedules things, that means he has tonight off. Their book keeping considers third shift to be on the day that it starts rather than on the day it ends. This is partly so they can say that third shift works M-F instead of Tu-Sa. At any rate, his first appointment is at 11 and the second at either 2 or 3. Right now, the plan is for him to shower and then try to nap for an hour before the first appointment.

We need to wash Scott's work clothes today, and I'd like to change the sheets and run a load of laundry for us and maybe for Cordelia. I need to shower, too, and I'd like to nap if I can. Oh, and it's trash day. Great fun.

Tomorrow, my parents will be in town briefly because my step-father has an appointment about that growth in his eye. They suggested that we go to lunch. I'm pretty sure that they were hoping to see Cordelia, but they never did much to build a relationship with her, so she's got zero interest. She'd go along if she had nothing else going on, but she's not going to skip part of her volunteering in order to see them.

Scott gave me a ride to and from my appointment yesterday. I wouldn't have asked, but I was feeling really miserable due to cramping. He took the opportunity to pick up an interlibrary loan book that had come in for Cordelia.

My psychiatrist suggested that I try to find some sort of online, at home work to earn money to help while we're financially strapped. I'm looking at that as a huge can of worms. There's not a lot I'm able to do because of not being able to commit to regular hours or even to a set number in a week. Also, most of the online work options aren't things I'd be good at or aren't things that my anxiety would permit.

I'm also concerned about the possibility that earning money, even sporadically, might affect my disability status with either Social Security or my long term disability insurance through my former employer. The LTD insurer is always looking for any hint that I might not be disabled. I might be able to work for a while before I wrecked myself, and that might well be long enough to lose the LTD insurance payments and the medical insurance that goes along with the money.

My writing might be marketable, but I think that would wreck me, too, because there'd need to be a lot of it, and I'd need to figure out how to sell it and work at making sure that people saw it and... I'd stay awake all night worrying that I had or hadn't done something that would just wreck everything. Also, the sort of writing that might bring in money within any sort of helpful time frame would likely be some sort of ebook porn short stories. I can write porn. Sometimes. I can even write it quickly. Sometimes. I just... I write dark and complicated, and sometimes, I can't write at all for days or even weeks.

My psychiatrist also said that, if I'm still exhausted the next time I see her, we can talk about stimulants because insurers will cover them for people with sleep apnea who have been using a c-PAP for at least two months. I'm not entirely optimistic. Provigil (modafinil) didn't help me at all, and I suspect that caffeine has more of a psychological effect for me than a physiological one. Well, if I've recently had caffeine, sleeping is harder because I have to get up to pee every twenty minutes, but I'm not sure that counts.

It's frustrating that she's the only medical professional I'm dealing with who understands that the things that the other doctors are worried about all derive at least in part from fatigue/exhaustion and from anxiety and pain making sleep difficult. And each of those things makes all of the others worse.

I did some edits on my second Pod Together fic yesterday, all things that my partner requested. I'm hoping that the changed text will be easier to read. I still need to do one check on the pronunciation of the name of a minor character. I think I remember how it was pronounced, but I don't want to rely on that.

I also wrote about four hundred words on chapter 7 of Auguries of Innocence. I need to go back to the early part of the chapter to lay some groundwork for the things that just occurred to me as necessary. It's all about a character who hasn't been in any of the previous chapters, so I don't need to tweak anything earlier in the story. (This is an advantage of using point of view characters who don't think the way that most people do, Draco because he's unmoored in time, and Luna because she never did.)
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I'm 1700 words into my Captive Audience story. It's not due until 2 September, but I can already tell that it's likely to be long, so I guess having that time is good. I think this one will flow better during the writing than the second Pod Together story did. I might still hit a snag, but I'm hoping not.

My period finally started today after almost a month of off and on spotting. On the plus side, this makes having one on the 7th of August when I go in for the uterine ultrasound a lot less likely.

Scott's going to be working third shift this week and, probably, next. He originally thought that next week was his vacation, but I pointed out that that's actually another week further on. The only reason they didn't tell him to work third shift next week was that he told them he'd be on vacation. He emailed his boss to tell him of the error as soon as I told him (Scott didn't have access to his calendar right then). Third shift is down to four out of seven employees, and two of those left are supervisors who aren't supposed to run machines apart from covering for lunches and breaks. At other times, they move from machine to machine, making sure that everything's going okay and helping with whatever problem they judge most urgent.

Neither our nephew nor our niece were at the family gathering yesterday, so it was Cordelia and six adults. She retreated to the basement after dinner to read her book in isolation. I think she felt that four hours of being polite to adults was plenty.

I ended up sitting in the living room with Scott's father while Cordelia was in the basement and everyone else was out on the sun porch playing Ticket to Ride Europe. I didn't think it would be a good thing for us to sit in silence, so I initiated conversation, and we talked until the folks playing the game came back in. At that point, it was 9:00, and we were all ready to go home.

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