Day planner Disaster
6am: alarm goes off. Become ambulatory with great effort. Not a morning person by nature or nurture. Bush teeth. Shave. Shower. Change infusion set and pump battery. Dress, turn on coffee pot, quick breakfast.
7am: depart for work.
8pm: arrive at clinic. Hectic work day. 30 minutes for lunch. The rest of the day a frantic, but interesting blur.
6pm: leave work.
Drive to Sam's club for one little thing. Hmmmmm.....gas in Santa Fe only $3.04 a gallon. Whatthefuck did I just say? They've got me so numb to high gas prices that I'm actually thinking three bucks a gallon is a deal. At one end of my commute it is $3.14 and at the other $3.19
One little thing at Sam’s turns into $98.97, of course.
Rendezvous with Deb and Rio for dinner. Slow but fun. Depart Santa Fe at 9:30 pm. Rain slows down the trip home. We've been so desperately dry I don't care.
11pm: arrive home. Make coffee, lay-out clothes, weigh breakfast cereal for tomorrow. Find stuff for sensor change.
11:30pm: Deb and Rio arrive home, bringing the rain with them. In tennis shoes and underwear, carrying umbrella, I dash out to rescue the sleeping child. Strong wind leaves me soaked to skin and wakes up said child.
Midnight: collapse into bed.
FOOT CRAMPS!!!!!!!!! Charley-horse level pain. Every toe and the entire top of foot. Rubbing no help. Take calcium, vitamin E, valium, and Advil. No luck. I end up standing on toes, head leaning against wall.
12:3am: back to bed.
3am: woken by crying child. Hot. Needs water.
3:15am: return to bed
6am: alarm goes off. Become ambulatory with great effort. Not a morning person by nature or nurture...........
Sorry I haven't been posting. 40 hours a week at clinic. 30 hours per week at lab. Not much time at the moment...But I promise to carve out a few minutes soon!
7am: depart for work.
8pm: arrive at clinic. Hectic work day. 30 minutes for lunch. The rest of the day a frantic, but interesting blur.
6pm: leave work.
Drive to Sam's club for one little thing. Hmmmmm.....gas in Santa Fe only $3.04 a gallon. Whatthefuck did I just say? They've got me so numb to high gas prices that I'm actually thinking three bucks a gallon is a deal. At one end of my commute it is $3.14 and at the other $3.19
One little thing at Sam’s turns into $98.97, of course.
Rendezvous with Deb and Rio for dinner. Slow but fun. Depart Santa Fe at 9:30 pm. Rain slows down the trip home. We've been so desperately dry I don't care.
11pm: arrive home. Make coffee, lay-out clothes, weigh breakfast cereal for tomorrow. Find stuff for sensor change.
11:30pm: Deb and Rio arrive home, bringing the rain with them. In tennis shoes and underwear, carrying umbrella, I dash out to rescue the sleeping child. Strong wind leaves me soaked to skin and wakes up said child.
Midnight: collapse into bed.
FOOT CRAMPS!!!!!!!!! Charley-horse level pain. Every toe and the entire top of foot. Rubbing no help. Take calcium, vitamin E, valium, and Advil. No luck. I end up standing on toes, head leaning against wall.
12:3am: back to bed.
3am: woken by crying child. Hot. Needs water.
3:15am: return to bed
6am: alarm goes off. Become ambulatory with great effort. Not a morning person by nature or nurture...........
Sorry I haven't been posting. 40 hours a week at clinic. 30 hours per week at lab. Not much time at the moment...But I promise to carve out a few minutes soon!
posted by Wil | 9:39 PM
1 Comments:
Oh man! Ouch!
No worries on the posting thing man! Post what you can when you can, and don't even give it a spare brain cell any other time.
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