Don’t you just love it when I post to say that I don’t have anything to say?
I will have something a bit more substantive (hopefully) later in the week, but for now there’s just not a lot going on. Which is lovely, by the way.
I stayed in my PJs all of Saturday, which I consider the mark of a good day. We also got much-needed massages on Sunday. My neck feels a lot less stiff.
I think it’s extra bad lately because of peering at the screen through the glasses. One reader (so sorry, don’t remember who, and vision issues mean I’m not really up to scanning all of the comments) suggested that it might be the start of double vision, which actually makes sense.
Now that I know what I’m looking for (haha) it definitely seems like things aren’t quite meshing up. Granted, my left eye is still significantly worse than before, but either way… The glasses aren’t helping.
So I made an appointment to get seen later today. It’s only been two of the recommended three months. But the “solution” is having no effect, and things may actually be getting worse. So I might as well have the benefit of contacts. And an admittedly brief bit of Internet research says that hard contacts (which I already have) can help with double vision, so I’m hopeful.
Fingers crossed that I’ll be glasses-less by the end of the day. Tim will be sad — he likes the glasses look — but I pointed out that I’m going to wear them one day a week to give my eyes a bit of a breather.
Other than that, things are pretty quiet.
Money stuff seems to be going well. I’m staying relatively on top of spending, even if I’m not keeping up with it every day, so no major freakouts yet.
I bought another discounted Walgreens GCs because we’d run through the last couple. Both Tim’s in-store Cymbalta pickup and a new med are $100 a month. (Mental note: Do a closer Medicare plan comparison this fall.)
The new med is Vyvanse for Tim’s ADD. The Adderall wasn’t working anymore and was making him grind his very expensive teeth. So here’s hoping this works. Or that, if it doesn’t, the next med we try is on a lower co-pay tier.
Tim also now has a prescription for Ambien.
I think I mentioned this before, but the last med he took zonked him out for about 20 hours a day. A lot of that was sleep, but I’m also counting the hours where he was up but barely able to form more than a couple of sentences at a time. He was often weaving even when seated.
So no more of that, but we have to keep trying to find something. The pain makes it incredibly difficult to sleep. He’s lucky to get a total of six hours. Most of the time it’s closer to four — and whatever he does get is fractured as pain wakes him up about every 45 minutes to an hour.
And at least a couple of times a month the pain keeps him up all night.
Eventually, he has a sleep deficit so bad that it allows/forces him to stay in bed about 12-14 hours. A good chunk of which is spent sleeping. But of course all that lying down makes him extra sore.Because nothing is ever easy.
Unfortunately, 5 mg of Ambien hasn’t touched him. He’s calling the doctor today to see if he can try two pills for a bit. Fingers crossed that that works. Let’s all think positive, restful thoughts.
Well, that’s about everything going on. Except that Patches is slowly and begrudgingly putting up with Pandora. She’s actually coming out from under the coffee table even when Pandora is in the room. Well, sometimes.
The upshot of those months of hiding has meant that Patches finally lost some damn weight. She’s a big cat, but 16 lbs was still too much. Now she’s down to 13 lbs, which seems about right. #PuppyDiet
Anyone else having a weirdly calm period of life?