Not that miserable, just not highly effective in meeting my deadlines.

Edit: oh, just checked! Deadline #5 for the next 36 hours is actually due on Thursday! I think I can meet all of the other four deadlines without passing out, woo-hoo!

Just got boozy breakfast/brunch delivered. Felt like an ass because I forgot to add tip before I hit complete order. I pulled together all the cash in my house and ran out the tip to them - they were an hour ahead of the expected delivery time. - delivery from the store, not a service.

Ooh from where, msbelle??

Zeke's

I got my stitches out! And the doc said I don't need to come back again unless there's something wrong! Yay!

Yay, meara!

They really want me to come in for a physical and bloodwork.

I had to do that, too, Steph. One visit for lab work and another for the physical and the lab results. I don't like it. At least everyone was properly masked and all the patients were staying well away from each other in the waiting room.

My car is overdue for an inspection and the battery needs replacing. OH WELL. I'm not sitting in a mechanic's waiting room for two hours in a pandemic. If the battery dies (again), I'll call AAA (again) and maybe they'll have a battery on the truck this time. I'm rarely driving anyway, so the inspection is just gonna hafta wait.

So I accept that it's partly genetic, and also I'm not going to go full vegan. I need cheese in my life!

My numbers were not as good this time as last (hello, pandemic stress eating), and my doctor told me if they weren't better next time, she'd insist on a statin, which she knows I don't want to take. I was on one some years ago and it fucked up my memory, and I really do not want to do that again. So I'm back to keeping my triglyceride and simple carb intake low. It better work. Because I hate statins.

I have come to the uncharitable conclusion rather later in life that there are a lot more stupid people out there than I had thought.

Indeed. And I thought there were a lot before.

I think they just value themselves and their freedoms more than every other human life.

I think they've convinced themselves that only "the sick and the old" will die and that that's somehow okay, and also that if they themselves get it, it'll just be like the flu and then they'll get over it and be fine. Any information to the contrary can't get through their thick skulls. Except they know, deep down, that they're wrong, and that's scary, and that's why they're so damn angry with the people who are taking it seriously. (Most of my biological family is like this, and I can't stand it.)

My office is still set to reopen on June 10, but they might revisit that. The CEO has tended toward caution, for which I'm grateful. Personally, I'm in no hurry to go back to the office, or the outside world in general. Ironically, I'm less stressed right now than I have been in about three years.

My numbers were not as good this time as last (hello, pandemic stress eating), and my doctor told me if they weren't better next time, she'd insist on a statin, which she knows I don't want to take.

I mean, she can insist on it, but she can't make you take it if you choose not to. She can prescribe it and send the Rx to the pharmacy and you can just not pick it up. What is she going to do, quit her job and move in with you so she can observe you 24/7 to make sure you take it? (I'm kind of cranky about statins because there's a lot of evidence that the side effects can be pretty fucking bad, and also "high" cholesterol is not the bugaboo that clinicians thought it was in the 90s and aughts.) (I mean. My father took Lipitor for literal decades and STILL had 5 heart attacks [that we know of] while he was taking it. So I really don't know what the fuck the Lipitor did for him, other than give him severe muscle pain and other bad side effects.)

Yeah, the thing about the statins is that the side effects can be major, and include things that you wouldn't expect, like easily getting angry. So keeping a diary of how you're feeling each day may be useful to figure out whether the cure is worse than the disease, or if it's a good idea to try another one of that class of drugs. Just like antidepressants, there are a range of them, each with differing effects for different metabolisms.

Timelies all!

Mr. S did not go to sleep until well after 11 last night. Tomorrow I will try to get hold of his psychiatrist because I think giving him three doses of Adderall a day is leading to him not falling asleep until late. Of course he woke up late and is being cranky boy. sigh....

I skipped a lot. I've been tired.

We got our hour lunch break back! Downside is I'm still eating in my car and I'll lose 2.5 hours a week of pay but hopefully I won't feel so exhausted.

(I'm kind of cranky about statins because there's a lot of evidence that the side effects can be pretty fucking bad, and also "high" cholesterol is not the bugaboo that clinicians thought it was

Steph and Theo, that's exactly why I don't want to take them. My memory got real bad when I was on Lipitor, along with muscle weakness and other unpleasant stuff. Like you say, she can prescribe it, but I'm not taking it. And while my total cholesterol is high, my HDL is quite good, and I'm... just not scared of it, I guess. My focus is on my blood sugar.