12 April 2013

Odds-n-Endz #8765,455.176b/23d3f

• Today was my annual appointment with my endocrinologist…last night I was chewing myself out for having made it for 9 a.m., because I am NOT a morning person, and having to get up at 7:30? It burns. So when I was making the appointment for next year, what did I do? Yep. I haz teh Stoopid.
• The endo doc I used to see at the air force base was a decent enough doc, but he would throw drugs at me on request (not the fun ones, just the ones I need to stay alive) and didn’t really do much follow up, because I’d had these issues for years and knew what I was doing. This doc? She listens, but she doesn’t just toss them at me. And I think I appreciate that a whole lot more. I needed a dose adjustment on my DDAVP because I’ve been having breakthrough on it way too early in the day most of the time. She agreed to up the dose, as long as I agreed to get a follow-up blood test in two weeks to make sure I wasn’t screwing up my perfectly balanced electrolytes. Going up there will be a PITA, but at least she’s paying attention.
• I headed to Starbucks after the appointment. I am sitting next to a guy that smells like vinegar. It’s actually not unpleasant. But now I want pickles.
• Max has apparently forgiven me for abandoning him for four days…last night he plopped down onto my lap and stayed there for three hours. Even when I had to get up to pee, he waited for me to come back and jumped back up. He also spent some time petting my face and staring at me like he was memorizing my face. It freaks me out when he does that, because I always worry that he’s trying to tell me something I don’t want to know.
• This morning he got all pissy because the Spouse Thingy closed the bedroom door when he went to bed, which meant His Highness could not nap in the closet, which he’s been doing this past week. There are a dozen other good nap spots for him to choose from, but no…he wanted that closet.
• It just occurred to me that there’s no music playing in the ‘Bux today. I find this both oddly disquieting and enjoyable. On one hand, I want some music; on the other, I’m not being subjected to the same 40’s-era song over and over. On the third hand…it just seems a little wrong to not have the music playing.
• It’s so nice out, I may have to abandon any pretentions of getting work done, and go home to get my Trikke. Today is just begging for me to go outside and play.
• On the other hand, if I sit here long enough, it will be lunch time, and I can use it as an excuse to go across the street and get pizza.
• Vinegar dude has left the building. He shall be missed.
• Why are sleeveless hooded sweatshirts so hard to find? Doesn’t anyone else have my sharp sense of style?
• Fine. The Trikke is going to win, even though I really want pizza now. And pickles. But not together…





Here is a cute kitten. Just because.