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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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This morning I could barely get myself out of bed. I forced myself up at 9:30 after trying to get myself up at 6:00, then 7:00, then 8:00... you et the idea. I knew the fatigue was emotionally based as much as physical, or I would have continued to sleep. I then made myself a pot of coffee, and spent the day drinking it.

And now that it's midnight, I'm fully awake.

Robert came over tonight for a bit. His first question. "How did you do yesterday, with it being Tami's birthday?" He knows me too well. We talked about it for a bit. I told him about sending her the card, writing a note, and wondering if she'd got it, what she thought and felt, etc. He wasn't surprised that I'd sent her a card, saying I was very predictable.

Why yes, I do love deeply, after all. And I don't just stop because of lack of contact. My heart must be made by Timex, takes a licking and keeps on ticking loving.

Unfortunately, my diet has suffered as a result of this weekend. I ate way more sweets than I should have. And, it was only a temporary salve. And I have only myself to blame for the self-indulgence. But, self-flagellation after the fact is pointless and just as self-destructive. I just need to chalk it up as a lesson learned and try to find better ways to cope with stress.

Housework suffered, too. But I did some tonight after my shows and schlepped the trash out. I really need to make up a schedule and checklist for myself or something.

Tomorrow I need to call and check on the flu vaccine, see if Dr. H. got his supply in or not. I didn't know if he was open today or not with it being Columbus Day.

One thing I am pleased about not doing today was I did not obsess on any lack. So I am starting to come back around. I find that I obsess on things I want that are out of reach, like a new computer, when the rest of the load, the really important stuff, is too much to face. It's easier to worry about a thing like the computer than it is to worry about how to pay an electric bill or mend a broken relationship, because the computer is something that there's an obvious solution for ("if only") than it is the larger situation of money or relationships.

What I did do is that I paid bills with gratitude, and decided the Universe will find a way for the things I want. Robert's right, I should not buy a new computer right now. I'm not giving up on the computer, but I am putting it in the hands of the Universe to find a way. I'll enter contests and whatever as I see them, like the one TigerDirect is currently running, and if it's meant to be, it will be. Stressing over it will just put up barriers.

Anyway, it's now 1:00, and now that I've written this
elfwench: (Default)
This morning I could barely get myself out of bed. I forced myself up at 9:30 after trying to get myself up at 6:00, then 7:00, then 8:00... you et the idea. I knew the fatigue was emotionally based as much as physical, or I would have continued to sleep. I then made myself a pot of coffee, and spent the day drinking it.

And now that it's midnight, I'm fully awake.

Robert came over tonight for a bit. His first question. "How did you do yesterday, with it being Tami's birthday?" He knows me too well. We talked about it for a bit. I told him about sending her the card, writing a note, and wondering if she'd got it, what she thought and felt, etc. He wasn't surprised that I'd sent her a card, saying I was very predictable.

Why yes, I do love deeply, after all. And I don't just stop because of lack of contact. My heart must be made by Timex, takes a licking and keeps on ticking loving.

Unfortunately, my diet has suffered as a result of this weekend. I ate way more sweets than I should have. And, it was only a temporary salve. And I have only myself to blame for the self-indulgence. But, self-flagellation after the fact is pointless and just as self-destructive. I just need to chalk it up as a lesson learned and try to find better ways to cope with stress.

Housework suffered, too. But I did some tonight after my shows and schlepped the trash out. I really need to make up a schedule and checklist for myself or something.

Tomorrow I need to call and check on the flu vaccine, see if Dr. H. got his supply in or not. I didn't know if he was open today or not with it being Columbus Day.

One thing I am pleased about not doing today was I did not obsess on any lack. So I am starting to come back around. I find that I obsess on things I want that are out of reach, like a new computer, when the rest of the load, the really important stuff, is too much to face. It's easier to worry about a thing like the computer than it is to worry about how to pay an electric bill or mend a broken relationship, because the computer is something that there's an obvious solution for ("if only") than it is the larger situation of money or relationships.

What I did do is that I paid bills with gratitude, and decided the Universe will find a way for the things I want. Robert's right, I should not buy a new computer right now. I'm not giving up on the computer, but I am putting it in the hands of the Universe to find a way. I'll enter contests and whatever as I see them, like the one TigerDirect is currently running, and if it's meant to be, it will be. Stressing over it will just put up barriers.

Anyway, it's now 1:00, and now that I've written this

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