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The day started with Poopalooza - of the human variety. Gut set on purée. So much for "I think I may be in a (Crohn's) remission."

Looking outside - more Poopalooza of the Angel Poo (a.k.a. snow) variety.

Fed the cats, took meds, went to lie down while the meds took affect. Sophie decided to act as a heating pad on my belly...

Two hours later, Patrick, [livejournal.com profile] jarlina's hubby, calls me to ask about if the version of XP on my computer is OEM or not. Verily, I crept out of bed to check and read off the code on the side of the box to him. He reveals to me that some of the good news that he mentioned a while back to me is about to manifest...

To whit, he and [livejournal.com profile] jarlinahad made me an offer to help me out. If I could come up with part of the money, he'd build me a system better than what I've got. This was a few weeks ago and I was loath to talk about it lest it fall through. Today he told me that he'd ordered this barebone system, which is a definite step up from my single core Pentium 4 with it's 1 gig of SDRAM. *squee*

Good news like that definitely brightens my mood despite today's physical ills. I feel so blessed to have such good friends.

So I went to get dressed after that, and discover that the instep strap is nearly broken on my right brace. It's since given up completely. I'll have to sew it and hope it holds until I go to the neuro clinic in April. I could probably call the orthotist (brace maker) and make an appointment for a repair, but I don't want to. See what changes they want to make, if any, at clinic so I only have to make one trip to the orthotist. But that's no biggie. Straps break, just like shoe laces. Except that straps are riveted on and shoe laces aren't. *shrugs*

Dressed and coffee brewed, it was time for the breakfast and meds. Not that I was really feeling like eating, but I had to eat something, so I toasted a bagel and smeared peanut butter on each half. In the interest of efficiency, I'd placed the pills on the plate so I'd only have one thing to carry. As I bit into one of the bagel halves I heard a crunch and a bitter medicinal flavor effused from some hard bits, revealing the folly of my expeditious choice. A quick inventory of the remaining meds on the plate revealed it to be the Lexapro, which had glommed onto the peanut butter. And the only thing to do was to swallow hard to get the sticky mass down my throat before the awful taste spread any further.

But, if nothing worse happens today than a rude breakfast surprise, broken strap and, and and the trots, it's been a good day and I am extremely grateful. I think that by quality if not quantity, the good definitely outshines the bad today.
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The day started with Poopalooza - of the human variety. Gut set on purée. So much for "I think I may be in a (Crohn's) remission."

Looking outside - more Poopalooza of the Angel Poo (a.k.a. snow) variety.

Fed the cats, took meds, went to lie down while the meds took affect. Sophie decided to act as a heating pad on my belly...

Two hours later, Patrick, [livejournal.com profile] jarlina's hubby, calls me to ask about if the version of XP on my computer is OEM or not. Verily, I crept out of bed to check and read off the code on the side of the box to him. He reveals to me that some of the good news that he mentioned a while back to me is about to manifest...

To whit, he and [livejournal.com profile] jarlinahad made me an offer to help me out. If I could come up with part of the money, he'd build me a system better than what I've got. This was a few weeks ago and I was loath to talk about it lest it fall through. Today he told me that he'd ordered this barebone system, which is a definite step up from my single core Pentium 4 with it's 1 gig of SDRAM. *squee*

Good news like that definitely brightens my mood despite today's physical ills. I feel so blessed to have such good friends.

So I went to get dressed after that, and discover that the instep strap is nearly broken on my right brace. It's since given up completely. I'll have to sew it and hope it holds until I go to the neuro clinic in April. I could probably call the orthotist (brace maker) and make an appointment for a repair, but I don't want to. See what changes they want to make, if any, at clinic so I only have to make one trip to the orthotist. But that's no biggie. Straps break, just like shoe laces. Except that straps are riveted on and shoe laces aren't. *shrugs*

Dressed and coffee brewed, it was time for the breakfast and meds. Not that I was really feeling like eating, but I had to eat something, so I toasted a bagel and smeared peanut butter on each half. In the interest of efficiency, I'd placed the pills on the plate so I'd only have one thing to carry. As I bit into one of the bagel halves I heard a crunch and a bitter medicinal flavor effused from some hard bits, revealing the folly of my expeditious choice. A quick inventory of the remaining meds on the plate revealed it to be the Lexapro, which had glommed onto the peanut butter. And the only thing to do was to swallow hard to get the sticky mass down my throat before the awful taste spread any further.

But, if nothing worse happens today than a rude breakfast surprise, broken strap and, and and the trots, it's been a good day and I am extremely grateful. I think that by quality if not quantity, the good definitely outshines the bad today.

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