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I wish I could do something more effective than sympathetic grunts
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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I wish I could do something more effective than sympathetic grunts
Dr. M? I've only seen her a few times, and I really like her. My mom LOVES her.
Yeah. The first one you recommended isn't taking new patients. I liked her well enough, though she seemed kind of rushed -- there are a couple of things that doctors always notice and point out when I go for physicals, and she didn't comment on any of them. That could have just been today, though, since I'm sure that taking my medical history and everything took a lot longer than she'd expected for someone my age.
I am still learning to cope...I have come a long way but it's not great all the time. In much shallower news of the kind that Buffistas can appreciate, my CIL, formerly known as Arizona Bridge to Independent living or ABIL is now going to start calling it self "Ability360" because it sounds more positive and dynamic. I think it sounds like either a sports drink that's "xtreme" or a social program on Veep that causes a shitstorm when Selina doesn't say the implied exclamation point each time. I hate it, and I'm going to an event there this weekend and right now I just want to say "Oh, honey, no!" like Karen Walker.
Rolling my eyes in sympathy, erika.
Listening to TCG try to negotiate with ltc to get her into her pjs and sleep sack is quite possibly the cutest thing ever.
Aw, sj, that sounds totally adorable.
erika, the amount of bullshit you put up with is stunning. God.
I'm still stunned by it myself.
Can't sleep. Moving is eating my brain. We're moving to a much smaller place, which is forcing me to get rid of a lot of stuff. That's good, buț it's a lot to do very quickly. My sister îs coming to help, which will also be good. I've been working so much that I haven't been able to carve out time to go to yoga, and my pain is ramped up; that does not help the insomnia.
Meh. I thought I had more but I'm boring myself.
I can't sleep either. I've gotten into this stupid pattern of going to bed a little later than I'd planned, and then worrying that I'll be tired the next day, and then the worrying keeps me awake, which makes me more worried about being tired, etc. I need to find a way to break that cycle.
I also can't sleep, and I have no idea why. Boo.
I can sleep for once, but I'm up feeding ltc.