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BTW, today's Daily Science Fiction ( I think that's what it was) was kind of all about punctuation, in case anyone would enjoy that

Steph I hope your appointment goes well... I mean I hope it isn't too stressful for you and your dad ends up with inpatient care.

M's mom is just .., she's selfish and impulsive and she has a lot of mental health issues but the drs also want her to get brain scan because they think there is something else going on.

M is miserable just.. totally miserable and I had a telehealth appointment where they offered me the Paxlovid and I'm taking and I feel bad because M hasn't wanted to deal with the VA but I may encourage him to call and see if he can get it. He's just feeling awful and then he is furious at his mom because all the sneezing and body aches and laying down all day has been aggravating his back and he lost his sense of taste so he's not eating and he's not really hungry but he is.

When this whole worker's comp thing is resolved finding a new place to live is going to be a priority. I mean rent around here has gone crazy as more luxury places are being built and more STRs are popping up but there has to be something.

Hi, I've been lurking and trying to keep up with the Buffistas. Life has been pretty uneventful recently, so I haven't had much to say.

The nurse practitioner said she's not ruling out a psych referral/inpatient treatment at some point, but the first thing she wants to try is a higher dosage of the antipsychotic meds. She did tell him in no uncertain terms that he cannot have any kind of firearms.

The weird thing is that he really is oriented to person, time, and place and doesn't have marked memory issues. It's like he has a foot in 2 worlds -- he's totally aware of and rooted in the real world, but then he is *also* 100% sure the hallucinations are real and he interacts with them and wants to shoot them. My brother said (to me, not the NP) that if Dad were his patient, he'd diagnose him with schizoaffective disorder.

Dad insulted me during the appointment, calling me "interfering mother," and I almost lost my shit at him for that, because (1) he didn't throw a gendered insult at my brother for doing the same thing I was doing (ie, wrangling his health care); and (2) okay, fuck me for trying to help you, you enormous asshole.

Unsurprisingly, I got a migraine in the middle of the appointment. But CVS sorted out whatever weirdness was going on with my refills, so I have migraine meds and I'm going to go lay down with an ice pack on my head after I finish one short thing for work.

Hi Todd! Good uneventful, I hope. No disasters, anyway.

Glad you have migraine meds, Steph. Hope the higher dosage helps and you don't have to keep going through that (although I know the meds won't stop your dad being an asshole)

Hugs, Steph.

Ugh, Steph. I’m so sorry. I really hope the increased dose helps and your dad takes it consistently. Feel better.

Hey everyone. I've been in crazy work mode, so I'm reading, but not really posting.

Steph, all my distant support to you, that's just a lot to deal with. Families, UGH!