If you missed the start of this series, you can find it here. A lot of things will be the same or very similar.
The weather and the sky have been constantly changing the past few days, so I had no idea what to expect when I opened the side door at 5:15pm last night. I looked and said “Oh, wow! Pretty!” and started taking WAY too many pictures.
Pictures #14 and #17 were taken four minutes apart. I’d walked over to the market and taken #14 on my way over, and #17 on my way home, and the sky changed that much in four minutes. It’s why I always take too many pictures… it changes so fast!
Ben did really well eating, taking his bath and getting ready. Daughter was nearly having an anxiety attack, worried about work. She’d heard how bad things were on her unit Friday night, and was sure she wasn’t going to escape it two nights in a row. We dropped her off, came home and yadda yadda yadda.
I occasionally heard Ben laughing or making other noises, so I knew he didn’t go to sleep right away. It was okay, he was fairly quiet and wasn’t banging into the walls. I went in around 8:30pm and told him to try to go to sleep.
I did my usual. Daughter texted me from the bathroom at work, where she was hiding. She had five patients in restraints. Definitely not good. They only put people in restraints if they’re combative or they’re trying to pull their IVs and stuff out. One patient was a combative psych patient who kept slipping his restraints, and painting with his poo. She absolutely understands that psych patients aren’t really responsible for the things they do, but she still didn’t want to get punched with a shit covered fist. Can’t blame her. She also had a thirty-three year old woman with stage three breast cancer. She was admitted with “altered mental state”. A scan showed the cancer had moved to her brain. Daughter is thirty-two, and that patient broke her heart. She had a very rough shift.
Just before 11pm Mr Bootyhead got up to use the baño. I followed him. He asked for a box of chalk, and I explained that it was still night, I hadn’t even gone to bed yet. I told him he could have chalk in the morning, then ushered him back to bed. Then I ate my food and texted Daughter with the update.
Then I woke up with a stiff neck. I’d been knocked out by Food Coma. I saw that I hadn’t taken my pill so I took it, THEN looked at the time… 3:15am. Dang!! I was concerned that I’d have problems in the morning from taking the med so late, but I wasn’t going to force it up. Mr Murphy thought it would be fun to keep me awake until after 4am… such a swell guy! I was awake again around 6am without the grogginess I’d feared, proving the med is losing it’s effectiveness, but I’m on the max dose so I’m S.O.L.
Ben and Zeus were up by 6:15am. I did all the morning, getting ready to go get Daughter stuff, and took pictures of sunrise. Busy, busy, busy…
Ben and I left early again this morning. We were waiting when Daughter came out. We came home, I got Ben his chalk, and cut a box as directed for another Sweeney Todd Barber Chair, and Daughter went to her room to unwind and sleep. I plopped into the dent to begin today’s Couch Sittin Duty.
Today for Paula’s Daily Lurve thingy I’m choosing The Dark Tower series of books by Stephen King. Wizard And Glass was given to me by a neighbor when I was bedridden. I’d read the previous books, and didn’t know he’d finished the series. These books helped me through a very dark time in my life, quite possibly saved my life.
The morning and early afternoon were pretty much a repeat of yesterday for me and Ben. He did some chalk stuff, some Sweeney Todd Barber Chair stuff, snacked and watched his tablet, while I did WP things. I was very glad he was mellow cuz I was tired and my pain was flared.
Daughter got up a little after 2pm and took over Couch Sittin Duty. I was almost in tears by then and she asked if I was okay. I told her “not really”. She asked if she’d slept too long and I told her No, it was the kink in my neck, the overall Fibromyalgia pain and the flared Plaque Psoriasis, plus I was tired… exhausted really. I topped up my coffee and went to get Horizontal. As I walked by Sven’s terrarium, he went to his food dish. It was a terrible angle, but I got a few pictures of him eating. That tongue, and his horrible aim, cracks me up. He got mad at me, and climbed onto his hammock again. He’s such a moody reptile.
Ben brought his tablet and came to hang out on my bed with me around 3:15pm. He was calm and didn’t bedquake me, so he was welcome. Daughter told me she was trying to figure out where she wanted to order food from, and asked if anything sounded good to me. I told her the same thing I always tell her, “not really”.
The last time I looked outside the sky was overcast and hazy. Will sunset be worth getting Verticle for? No clue, but I’ll probably go look anyway. No Driving Miss Daisy tonight, so no stress about keeping Ben to a schedule.
For Valentine’s Day… cuz I’m just a little twisted.
Kind of a rough night last night. Not the worst, but not that great either. Thank goodness for a mellow day! And thank goodness no Driving Miss Daisy until Friday night. Tomorrow is President’s Day, a Federal Holiday, so no Zoom School. I have zero plans for tomorrow, but I’m sure Ben will find something for me to do. ¡Hasta mañana!