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Tuesday's brief clarity of breathing was a delight (and so i posted from the car as Christine drove me home). But then i was wiped out by the appointment. At least this time i closed my eyes to not see the pliers.
Tuesday to Wednesday night was the first with the CPAP. I had switched to an unheated tube, but the humidity meant condensed water and gurgling half the night. The other half the night everyone else in the house kept waking up: at one point i realized Christine was up looking under the furniture. She believed Marlowe had brought in a third skink and it was loose. Two others had been rescued on Tuesday and removed to the area Beyond the Pets, where hopefully the colony of traumatized skinks is thriving. Carrie barked sharply several times. Edward picked on Luigi. On the 5:30 am screaming of Luigi from the living room, i stalked out and Edward raced to the kitchen. I closed him in there. No rewards for picking on Luigi (except usually it's just before time to feed them anyhow).
Yesterday i saw my sister who has been struggling to get her ADHD meds -- it was so good to see and chat, i've missed her, and it's clear how hard it's been for us to get together -- then grocery shopping, then three hours having highlights put in my hair and bangs cut. (I like our stylist and we chat most of the time. Which is very tiring at the end.) I have to wear a strap around my head with a hook on which my glasses rest for the next month to protect the nose. I figure if i hate the bangs, i can tuck them out of the way with band. But the bangs soften the impact of the stupid strap.
Today first day back to work. I don't think i've been away this long since the move in 2016? The work issues of May 1st still bring up shame for me now when i think of work. I know that two weeks is an eternity and everyone has probably forgotten.
Tuesday to Wednesday night was the first with the CPAP. I had switched to an unheated tube, but the humidity meant condensed water and gurgling half the night. The other half the night everyone else in the house kept waking up: at one point i realized Christine was up looking under the furniture. She believed Marlowe had brought in a third skink and it was loose. Two others had been rescued on Tuesday and removed to the area Beyond the Pets, where hopefully the colony of traumatized skinks is thriving. Carrie barked sharply several times. Edward picked on Luigi. On the 5:30 am screaming of Luigi from the living room, i stalked out and Edward raced to the kitchen. I closed him in there. No rewards for picking on Luigi (except usually it's just before time to feed them anyhow).
Yesterday i saw my sister who has been struggling to get her ADHD meds -- it was so good to see and chat, i've missed her, and it's clear how hard it's been for us to get together -- then grocery shopping, then three hours having highlights put in my hair and bangs cut. (I like our stylist and we chat most of the time. Which is very tiring at the end.) I have to wear a strap around my head with a hook on which my glasses rest for the next month to protect the nose. I figure if i hate the bangs, i can tuck them out of the way with band. But the bangs soften the impact of the stupid strap.
Today first day back to work. I don't think i've been away this long since the move in 2016? The work issues of May 1st still bring up shame for me now when i think of work. I know that two weeks is an eternity and everyone has probably forgotten.
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Turns out it was a field mouse. Someone caught it, stunned it, and left it by the water bowl this morning. Christine has now taken it outside, given it a cap full of water and a cracker with peanut butter. I hope it either survives or gets carried off quickly so Christine can imagine it having a happily ever after. She's so sad she didn't rescue it.
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