Well, still, your body is probably all confused about what time it is and when it is supposed to be asleep.
Spike's Bitches 49: As usual, I'm here to help you, and I... are you naked under there?
Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Not!son had his court date today for his DUI. Apparently in Ohio, it's an automatic 45-day suspension of your license (which, you know, I don't disagree with). He's 15 days into it, so he has 30 days to go. Still working with Tim, still living in his car (but not in our driveway).
And -- I am not making this up -- his dog died this morning (the dog had been living at the GF's mother's house with the GF and little girls). Tim says that not!son has the worst luck of anyone he knows, and I generally DISagree, because I think his poor "luck" is just the natural consequences of poor choices. But his dog dying is really sad.
So I told Tim to bring him home after work tomorrow and I would make a big vat of chili and corn muffins and he could get a good hot meal. And he can take a shower if he wants one. But he isn't sleeping on the couch. That's where I draw the line. But I do feel really bad about his dog. So, chili.
If that's enabling, I'm okay with that. But I don't think it's enabling. I think it's a meal.
Being kind is not the same as enabling. Well defined lines are a good thing. Also, sucks about the dog. And he can't even mourn with GF and kids, which is tough.
I think that's a perfectly cromulent line to draw Steph. It's not that you don't care for him, you are both honestly doing what you need to do to keep yourselves safe and sane while helping him in the way that you can. A full belly and a shower is a very good thing.
ND - congrats to you and Pix on the house! Very cool. I love the backyard space!
Sad about the dog. A good meal and a shower is a kindness.
Congratulations on the house, Pix and ND!
Seems like a good line to me, Steph!
I started looking at my trip photos today. Deleted a whole bunch that were blurry or duplicates or whatever. But still sooooo many to go.
Also, got a haircut and had half my head shaved. I think she may have gone a little farther than I wanted but oh well, it'll grow.
So I ended up having an emergency root canal last Thursday night. Three people stayed from 5 to 8 p.m. to do the whole thing. I'd heard of them, but didn't know what they were exactly. Painful! Though getting better.
Beth, re acetominaphen and ibuprofen, though M prob has a working meds combo now: [link] . I'm down to 500 mg aceto and 600 mg ibu (from 1000 and 800) every 4 hrs and antibiotics ev 8 hrs. I'm taking something about every 2 hrs all day/night; a few 4 hr gaps. Had to make a chart keep track of it. Start another antibiotic tomorrow, for a persistent swelling like a half of a hard-boiled egg along my jaw. At least it doesn't hurt now. Yay meds.
Yay antibiotics! I've read some stuff online, and people used to die from infections in the teeth or jaw.
Askye, you and I both have IC. Of course no two people are alike on anything, yet, maybe my experience is helpful -- Before my body has the sensation of needing to pee, it raises my body temperature as a warning. I figured this out by realizing that getting too warm in bed at night always preceded having to pee. As soon as I'm dimly aware of being too warm in bed, if I get up and pee, my body temperature goes back down, and I can go right back to sleep, having just barely awakened.
I pay attention to it during the day now. When I get that starting to overheat feeling, I immediately go to the bathroom, and the heat goes away. I don't wait to get the sensation of having to pee. I now interpret that starting to overheat feeling as needing to pee. It works for me. Worth a try maybe?
Java I'll pay attention to that but at work my ability to leave the floor depends on if there are customers and coverage and I work in my area alone most days. I mean if I really had to I could figure without but the other day I it took an hour for things to slow down to the point where I could.