Tuesday, May 9
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Tuesday, May 9
At 7:15 I was up and bustling around to shower, do my morning routine, feed the cats, and search for my book (which I discovered between the side table and the wall, no doubt knocked down there by rampaging felines). Lily picked me up at 8:30, and off we went to the clinic where I had an appointment with Caitlin Terpstra, the diabetic nutritionist. This is the first time I have seen her face since the Mayo Clinic has suspended their mask mandates.
We had a good meeting. We discussed my progress on my goals for improving my diabetes issues. I made her laugh a lot. She said she could see why I was successful in the classroom.
I am pretty sure that she made an error in my records though. I asked her what my weight was today since for some unknown reason they decided to weigh me IN the wheelchair today, and then (supposedly) subtracted the weight of the wheelchair from the weight that registered. The last time I was weighed at the clinic was February 28. If the weight she gave me was correct, I have lost 59 pounds since February 28. There is no way this is possible. I thought maybe I had misheard her, so I called the clinic as I keep track of these statistics in my little record book. They sent me to the records department, and they emailed me the official medical record of today’s visit. Nope. I had heard her correctly. So, either she subtracted the wrong weight of the wheelchair, or she made an error writing down the amount. If I had lost nearly 60 pounds in less than three months, I’d have to have had a limb lopped off.
I do think I have lost some weight—but I highly doubt it could be 60 pounds! My clothes would be falling off me if I had lost that much.
Sadly, there is no way I will be able to find out my real weight until my next doctor’s visit in June. Sigh. This reminds me that I must reschedule my appointment. My mother told me her next eye doctor appointment was on June 19. I told the scheduler that I could have an appointment on any day except the 19th. My appointment for labs and seeing Caitlin was set up for the 9th, a Friday.
My mother tried to call me while I was in the clinic, and I ignored her call. When I got home, I returned her call. I told her I would have two appointments in June, and she said, “Make sure they aren’t on the 9th!”
I said, “You mean the 19th?”
“No! The 9th!”
ARG. I KNOW she told me the 19th. She does this frequently. Tells me one thing, then it turns out that it is something else altogether. Now I must deal with the irritation of rescheduling.
Anyhow. On the way home, we went through the drive through of McDonalds. I wanted a fish burger, but they were still serving only breakfast, so I got a sausage and egg biscuit and a chocolate frappe. Lily had bought a couple of apple fritters for us, so I saved mine for later.
I was tired from getting up so early, so I had a little nap in my recliner. When I woke up, I ate the apple fritter. Tammy called me on her way to the clinic for her own appointment. We talked for about half an hour. When she was on her way home from the clinic, she called me again. She might come down on Mother’s Day. She wants to pick up some BBQ ribs at Famous Dave’s for lunch and then take Mom to the movie The Book Club #2. I told her that Lily was going to be alone on Mother’s Day and asked her if it would be okay to invite her along. She said absolutely. She was going to call Jack and Kari and see if they were able to come too. That would be fun.
They may have Mother’s Day plans with their kids, so it might not work out. They have a close knit family, which is a good thing.
This afternoon, I watched a couple of things I had recorded on the DVR earlier while working on one of the vintage dolls my mother found in the basement. I took some pictures of her and posted them on my doll collectors’ page on Facebook, explaining the story of how I obtained this doll. I also went through some of the doll clothes I had made for the American Girl sized dolls a while back. This doll is a bit slimmer than the AG dolls, but the dress and panties look okay on her. At least she isn’t naked now.
The dress has a gathered skirt and a sleeveless bodice. It is a medium blue and has pink, purple, and yellow butterflies on it. It’s very simple but cute. I decided to name this doll Lydia. It just suits her. I looked on some baby name sites for a name meaning “rescued” or “second chance” or something similar that would indicate that this little doll was snatched back from the brink of disposal. Apparently, the name “Nadine” means “hope,” and it came up during my name search. I like it. I will name one of the other two dolls Nadine.
They are all vintage dolls from the late 50s and early 60s, and Lydia and Nadine are kind of vintage names.
I posted three pictures of Lydia in her butterfly dress on the “Joys of Doll Collecting” FB page. I haven’t seen any responses to that post yet, but there were lots of responses to the other pictures I posted.
Lily called me in the evening to tell me that my cousin Gene survived his triple bypass surgery today and that his recovery was going to take about 8 weeks. I am glad he pulled through and hope his recovery isn’t too dreadful. My dad was in a lot of pain during his bypass surgery recovery. He had a horrific scar.
Not much else is worth reporting. DeAnn and I will have a productivity partnership zoom tomorrow. I boiled eggs for the potato salad tonight while I washed a bunch of dishes and heated up a bowl of my pseudo Asian casserole for supper. I think it tasted better tonight than it has before.
I’ve been watching the news all night about tRUMP being found liable for sexual assault and defamation of the woman he raped back in the 1990s. Apparently, it was a civil case, not a criminal case, and he is going to have to pay her five million dollars. GOOD. It’s about time he was held accountable for his reprehensible behavior. The bastard.
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Date: 2023-05-10 05:41 am (UTC)I will be sending my Mother flowers which ShitForBrains or the bitch may or may not toss in the trash without my Mom ever seeing them. Likewise I will be sending her a card and a "helper handle" for the back seat of the car from Amazon. Again, may end up in the trash. Speaking of which all of the charms I just bought on Etsy are being sent to my parent's house despite my changing my home address to default. One was delivered today but not in MY mailbox. In theirs. I suspect S4B may throw that in the trash. He opens my packages so why not throw away my mail too? If so, I will have him brought up on Federal charges as I can prove it was delivered. At any rate I looked and every single purchase has their address. So I deleted all of the addresses except for my house and it is set as the default. I ordered some more today. Holding of on a replacement for that one until I know it's gone. Luckily not rare, but will cost me $20 to replace. Then I went on USPS and managed to do a change of address starting today and redirecting my mail from their address to my house. I hope it works and it catches all of the undelivered charms. One is supposed to be delivered tomorrow so I hope it is caught and redirected to my house. That one is also replaced but at a higher cost. The other two should be caught in plenty of time. The eBay ones are coming to my house because eBay doesn't fuck up like Etsy does.
I will be spending Mother's Day at my house taking my pills and signing up for the pool class on Tuesday. Then I will work in my yard. I may or may not call my Mother. With either the Bitch or S4B there, I might not be allowed to talk to her anyway.
I enjoyed my two hours in the therapy pool, then went to Windmill Farms and bought a few groceries. Then I tried to find a place with teriyaki chicken. Jump Tokyo is closed on Tuesdays so I ended up at the Saigon place and the closest they had was a teriyaki salmon salad and nope. So I got six egg rolls and WonTon soup. The soup was salty and the wontons were dumplings. I was hoping it was fried wontons on the side, like a cracker. The rolls were good. Thin and fried like Lumpia and with lettuce on the side to roll them in when you dunk them in the sauce. It was good. The lemonade was fresh squeezed.
Came home, picked up some of the mail (and discovered the Etsy fuck-up), fed the dogs, then watched Brokenwood mysteries and had some fruit and dessert. I'll likely read my book and go to bed early.
Tomorrow it's the dog park, filling the alley bin with trash, locking the front gate and bringing in the big packages while the dog's romp and then doing some weedeating. Might even do some pruning of dead stuff. I have two dead rose pushes to replace, a dead tree to remove and two live trees to plant in the very near future so busy busy. If I'm not too tired I want to bring in the bag of my clothes and get them hung up. Then by Friday drag in the bag of fabric and look for that vintage pattern I paid $40 for.
Diana's Benedryl was in the Amazon package as well as bully sticks. I cut a few in half so they'll have some treats beside raw bones once a week. I need to check on my next delivery of chicken strips as the last three I got I cut up at my parent's house. From now on their treats come to this house and they get them from me. I want to start spending more time with them in the yard doing yard stuff too. They don't care what I am doing as long as I am around and occasionally stop what I'm doing to give them a pet.
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Date: 2023-05-12 12:31 am (UTC)I did not ask for a re-weighing because I did not convert the weight to pounds until I got home. Then I realized this was impossible. If I was able to directly contact Caitlin, I would ask her to have the chair weighed and then subtract the actual weight of the chair from the weight they took. The modified weight of the chair is completely inaccurate.
I am sure the dogs will love a romp in the yard with you present to watch them perform their antics and give them pets.
The cats have to be wherever I am too, especially if I am trying to get some work done.
Interferring with the mail is a federal offense, so YES! If shithead messes with your mail, press charges. Maybe a few days in a cell would do him good. He's certainly likely to get a good pummeling by his fellow prisoners who will get sick of his officious and annoying know-it-all behavior. Perhaps they will staple his tongue to his chin for him. That would certainly improve his personality and probably his appearance as well. Haha
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