So I'm back at work today. I have pretty much had to talk to everyone today. Which is fine but I kind of wish I could get them all together and just tell everyone once.
I feel....not great. Not as bad as yesterday. I keep sweating but it's not that hot. Like I don't feel that hot. And my face keeps getting really red. Except I can only feel it because the skin on my face feels like a layer of fire over my face. But not all the time.
I'm moving slow. I really want to go home but I don't have the PPTO to do that and I can't risk too many points.
I'm hoping the doctor will have some ideas.
I hope the doctor helps, askye! And that work can let you take it relatively easy meanwhile. That doesn't sound too good.
I guess it was organized by a church, meara? I saw an article through CNN and then a couple other headlines but I didn't read up on exactly what they are suggesting people do
I’m killing time people-watching in the hospital cafeteria while my Dad gets zapped with electricity to shock his heart rhythm out of afib. This cafeteria has good food, but I had such a big breakfast that I have no appetite. I’ll probably get hungry at a really inconvenient time, like 3:17.
I do have a can of fizzy water, so I’ve got that going for me.
Fizzy water is good. Sorry you are on Dad-watch
The procedure should be quick and easy, and it’s outpatient, so this is the best possible scenario for medical Dad wrangling.
Time to try expert level sudoku.
Hot flashes, askye? Or reaction to a medication? I hope it resolves.
I hope the timing of the expert sudoku and your dad's procedure line up perfectly, Tappy.
I've decided to jump into my tax return. Ugh. Don't wanna. And yet it has to happen. Personal, then corporate.
Go Teppy being a good daughter and good human being. I am so impressed that my sister has managed to put up with my dad for nearly two years now. I would’ve murdered him about a year and a half ago. Though neither of us figured he’d still be around at this point. And we are both like “the diabetic man wants to eat cookies for breakfast and ice cream for dinner? Well, he’s almost 85, what’s it going to do, kill him a few days sooner? Oh no”. The dermatologist had him putting this chemo cream on his head to kill any possible skin cancer, and it causes painful shedding and sores and she and I were both line “is the skin cancer really going to be what gets him at this point? Is this worth it?”
