Just got off the phone with Doc Chao.
Which was fortunate in and of itself, because I stupidly overslept and missed our 2 pm to 3 pm appointment range.
So I had to call back, hat in hand, and just hope he was still available.
Luckily he was.
So the precis of our conversation is that he is going to call and get my CT scan expedited, which is a relief.
But he warned that it still might be a while because patients from the emergency room get priority and the emergency room at RGH is pretty busy.
Fair enough. But then he said, “You know, if you feel like you’re in imminent danger of a fall, you could always go to the emergency room. ”
Gee, how come I never thought of that?
Oh wait, I did, I just chose to be responsible and not burden the system and go through proper channels and such.
Still, nice to know I have official permission to do so from my doctor to take that route if things get worse.
Of course, that was going to be the result even without his permission. What else would I do if I found I just can’t walk any more?
Crawl to the ER?
No, I am going to need to call 911 and get some EMTs to come retrieve me.
As is, I am already mentally bracing myself for the possibility that I will have to get to said CT scan on my own if neither Joe or Julian are over their Covid by then.
That, of course, assumes that I don’t have it.
And I might. Sigh.
Right now, my symptoms are a runny nose and some light coughing. And it could be that the runny noses is just allergies and the light coughing is from the runoff from said runny nose going down the wrong tube.
But I am really frigging worried regardless.
Because I don’t want to die.
Or end up in Ventilator Hell.
Or anything like that.
But I am already doing all that I can do. I wear a mask whenever I need to go get food from the kitchen and eating lots of fruit.
Of course, now we’re out of fruit.
I get the feeling I am going to need to introduce Joe to the wonder of online grocery shopping because right now, I doubt we have enough supplies to last until one or both of them is well again.
Meanwhile, I still haven’t found what I am looking for, namely some way for me to spend the money in my bank account online.
The latest farce was my signing up for this Tangerine thing and getting the whole thing filled out and set up only for the damned thing that because it couldn’t verify my identity online, I would have to go to my nearest Post Office and do it IN PERSON.
Son of a bitch.
That’s not completely impossible but it certainly an unwelcome complication. Once I stop being pissed off about it, I might be able to convince myself to take a cab to the local Shopper’s Drug Mart and use the Post Office there.
But Jesus Christ has this been a whole metric slew of fuckery trying to get this done.
More after the break.
A late dinner
Even by my standards.
Because it’s 10:02 pm and I am just getting around to eating. That is pretty sad.
But also a victory, because at least I am eating.
That means I won the battle with the crazy evil stupid voice in my head that was telling me I should just skip dinner.
After all, it would be so much easier.
Easier…. but not better.
Those ain’t always the same thing.
So I did go and put some food in a bowl and make myself a peanut butter sandwich and put something vaguely resembling a meal together, which I am now eating.
So, yay on me for that.
Random note : peanut butter sandwich + vanilla sandwich cookie = ick.
Made the vanilla taste medicine-y.
I tell you this so that you can profit from my suffering.
Oh…. and you’re welcome,
Boy am I doing a lot of short short paragraphs lately.
I guess I have a lot of separate thoughts.
Other than my appointment with Doctor Chao, I also slept through another important appointment today at a completely different time.
I was supposed to have Wound Care today at 11:45 am. I was not planning on going in, as I might be a plague carrier right now for all I know.
Where I fucked up, though, was I was supposed to call the nice people at the Community Care Clinic and TELL them I would not be in today.
Instead, I overslept, and was woken up by them calling to ask me where the heck I was.
GUILT. So very sorry, ladies.
On the plus side, I have gotten some high quality sleep today. And that’s a rare treat. I wish I know what cosmic forces aligned to let me sleep well, but for now, I will just content myself with enjoying it while it lasts.
What’s more, I have also had a lot less back pain and a lot less butt pain from sitting in this underpadded new office chair of mine.
For ages now I have found my ability to use my computer curtailed by the fact that after about 45 mins to an hour and a half, my butt and spine hurt so bad that I have to get off the computer and lay down for a while.
But today, not so much.
Unfortunately, sitting here can still make my LEG and KNEE hurt, so I am not out of the woods just yet.
But it was nice to have a little less misery and agony in my life for a little while.
Makes me wonder what changed. It could be just that I managed to actually empty my colon so there was nothing in there causing the tensions that lead to my back pain.
But why? Probably because there was a pause in my popcorn rich diet.
Which kind of suggests I should knock off the popcorn for a while to see what happens.
I will do this thing I have started plotting it. I will definitely do it soon.
But not right away. This is potentially a very big lifestyle change. These things must be approached with care and caution lest I spook myself.
I am such a timid and skittish creature.
I need special handling.
I will talk to you nice people again tomorrow.