She was scratching so much last night and even sort of whine/whimpering, poor thing.

Poor baby. As much as I hate an itch I feel for her.

An old, old friend passed away on Saturday morning, and in her post about it, his wife of 32 years said:

If love alone could have saved him, he would be as immortal as we always believed him to be.

I'm not ready to talk about it yet, but this is one of the few places I can put something like this, and have a hope that it will be understood.

I am so thankful for each and every one of you, and I hate, hate, hate, that so many of us are hurting so badly, and have been for so long. And I can't help but think how much worse it would be without each other to lean on.

That is a considerable amount of adulting! How is your wound healing?

Pretty good. No bruising on the face but some on the chest.

However, when I took the trash bins out on Sunday night, I lifted the lid on recycling and started to shove some extra bags in and managed to catch the edge of the lid directly into the wound. Wow, that was blinding pain.

Ice pack to the rescue.

{{{Karl}}}

Keep up the healing, Hec

I finally had the phone appointment with the pharmacist I have been unable to connect with for about a week and half so I can go back to taking the BP meds that I was taking for a couple of years but forgot to refill earlier this year and now my BP is back up to its borderline high reading that it was at before I started taking this stuff. They would call me when they were supposed to but it was, of course, while I was at work and my phone doesn't ring if the caller isn't in my contacts and I would forget I needed to look at my phone and every time I tried to call back no one was available so it has taken a while to have this 2 minute conversation. Now the meds app says my refill will be available to pick up Wednesday but I am going to stop by on my way home from work and see if I can get it today. My follow up to confirm the meds are working is on Friday and it is hard to believe that 2 days will be enough time for it to actually work...Not to mention the strike starts on Wednesday. Might see about a Covid booster while I am at it. It appears to be a walk in situation although I might be after hours by the time I get there.

However, when I took the trash bins out on Sunday night, I lifted the lid on recycling and started to shove some extra bags in and managed to catch the edge of the lid directly into the wound. Wow, that was blinding pain.

Holy shit, man. Usually it's other Buffistas who need bubble wrap, but you maybe could use it for a while.

Aw. Karl, no more mourning for you. I have to pull Magical Cripple rank and insist. ETA: Not that you stop missing people...that those that are yours should be protected. Tep, yes, this!

I lifted the lid on recycling and started to shove some extra bags in and managed to catch the edge of the lid directly into the wound. Wow, that was blinding pain.

Oh god, that made me actually wince. I hope today has been easier on you. Can anyone help you with things like the Kinko's run or other errands that don't require your actual presence or signature?

Can anyone help you with things like the Kinko's run or other errands that don't require your actual presence or signature?

EM has been coming by once a week to help sort through the paperwork and fight her way upstream on various phone trees. She skipped last week, so I've been under my own power this week, but she'll come by later this week.

Current conundrum: how to pay the trash pickup bill since I don't know our acct # and JZ's card that she used for autopay is expiring. I will have to face the dreaded customer service phone tree. (First attempt at that already failed with a disconnect after long wait.)

Documents I printed at Kinko's:

Beneficiary claim form for Life Insurance
Certificate of Trust that needs to be signed/notarized to move one of our financial trusts entirely under my purview
Form for Funeral Service expenses at JZ's church

Do you not get bills (paper or email) for the trash service that would have an account number on it? But I get it--when I fly to Philly next weekend one of the tasks is to dig through the paperwork and find the plat number of the farmland my dad owns (it does not have an address). I'm crossing my fingers it's on the tax paperwork we know was done this spring. I had called the county it's in and they were incredibly unhelpful (though they did at least answer the phone?)

I got my covid and flu vaccines today! Crossing my fingers I feel OK tomorrow. They were surprisingly painful, I'm not clear if the guy just hit a bad spot or what.

Good luck getting the meds, t!

Also I discovered that my under the sink jug of bleach was leaking....y'all it ATE A HOLE THROUGH THE CABINET! It's not in an obvious place or anything but still. YIKES.