We smuggled some diet Mountain Dew up to Hubby yesterday, and his migraines have disappeared. Yay, addiction. But the amusing part is the way the medical staff freaked out over seeing Mountain Dew.
No, not because of unhealthy drinks, not because of chemicals throwing off his treatment, not even because of the caffeine.
The University of Utah has signed an exclusivity agreement with Coca-Cola that no Pepsi products will be allowed on their campus. No, not even in private hands, brought in for personal use. As if a bunch of college aged people are going to forego their Dew.
Also, see their horror at him having a water jug with the logo of a competing medical establishment. "You didn't give me one!" he pointed out. They're going to find him one. I told him they should just tape over the offending logo.
Wow, Connie, that is something else!
We smuggled some diet Mountain Dew up to Hubby yesterday
That is really funny. I know a lot of people that would have issues with giving up their Pepsi too!
Some serious money gets dealt with at the Huntsman Cancer Institute. An elderly lady was released the day before yesterday, and he gave her good wishes, and she thanked him for raising morale with his collection of odd hats. He thought she seemed a touch more cynical than most people being released from a cancer ward, then he heard later that evening about the new hospital wing and skybridge the lady had written a check for as she left.
Just paid some bills. I hate spending the money, but I get a weird charge of doing it. Sort of like paying my membership fee in the Responsible Adult Club
For Connie (assuming link works):
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edit: Shoot, I was trying to link directly to the Responsibility Champion panel, but it won't let me do it. (I printed myself a little copy of that panel for when I'm having a particularly growup sort of day).
I feel like I'm only a somewhat functional adult these days. Like shit gets done, but I'm always way more stressed out than circumstances warrant.
I manage to stay reasonably relaxed, but a lot of shit doesn't get done. So it goes.
So I'm on a jury. Classic. At least it should be short, and won't be upsetting.
Hope it works out to be as easy as possible. And the buses co-operate as long as you need them to.
