The Storm, and then, Calm....
Nov. 15th, 2019 07:36 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
captainsblogThey said it was going to snow overnight into Tuesday morning. They were right. By that morning, our driveway was plowed and the main roads were all clear, but I still felt like crap. Then I got a message from the Rochester office: the client I was supposed to appear with at a small claims court hearing had decided he could handle it himself, so I got to stay home that day (and indeed, after an adjournment of something yesterday, the entire rest of the week). No word yet on how he did on his own.
Being excused from that Tuesday was good, because Wednesday was, by far, the worst day I've had yet in terms of this bug. I've been on three prescription meds since Sunday morning plus have been doing the home remedies atop that, but I decided to go in to work for the afternoon on Wednesday, mainly because otherwise Eleanor would have been home with me and my loud annoying cough. There's been a severe shortage of the shingles vaccine this season, and they've been having trouble even keeping up with the required second doses for people who'd already gotten the first. So when one of their store pharmacists mentioned to her that they'd just gotten a new stash of the stuff, she headed over after her workday Tuesday night and got the first shot...
which pretty much rendered her unable to drive, or even lift the injected arm, for the next 24 hours. So she stayed home all day Wednesday to heal, I spiraled downward just from one brief trip downtown to file one document and research one case, and this was not a Fun Home to be in Wednesday night. I also did the grocery run at the end of Wednesday, returned to their pharmacy, and definitely did NOT get a vaccine, but did check with the pharmacist about why the assorted meds might not be beating back this cough. She recommended I add Benadryl back into the mix, and after doing that, I got my first decent night's sleep in a week Wednesday night into Thursday. And Eleanor's shingly symptoms were essentially gone by that next morning, so she's been good since, too:)
I've been working from home, mostly, the past two days, and last night was something of a step back. (In fairness, we did go out to our local book reading series with a MacArthur genius, who was absolutely wonderful, so that may have been a bit more taxing.) Today's been better for both of us, and I'm hoping one final weekend of healing and remedies will kick it, since next week I have six scheduled court appearances in four days (two pair of them in irreconcilable conflict with each other) and an all-day seminar to attend on Friday.
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We heard from our company from the weekend. Jim and Jean's car is going to be laid up for at least a week if the insurance company even decided to authorize the repair; they're kinda rooting for them to total it and just send them a check, since the car will likely never be right after that kind of damage.
The Mets had perhaps their best post-season week in history. Their lovable first baseman Pete Alonso, barely mentioned in the yearbook I picked up at the game in August, was one ballot from unanimous selection as NL Rookie of the Year, and the scarier but still lovable pitcher Jacob deGrom cruised to his second straight Cy Young. It gives us hope going into 2020.
Speaking of 20/20, I couldn't find my glasses this morning. But it didn't matter, because the call came in that the TWO pairs I ordered at the beginning of the month were ready. One is now on me and the other is safely stashed in the hall closet strongbox, along with the prescription, in case I manage to lose or break THIS new pair:P
No major weather laying ahead, so just keep calm and blogging on....
Being excused from that Tuesday was good, because Wednesday was, by far, the worst day I've had yet in terms of this bug. I've been on three prescription meds since Sunday morning plus have been doing the home remedies atop that, but I decided to go in to work for the afternoon on Wednesday, mainly because otherwise Eleanor would have been home with me and my loud annoying cough. There's been a severe shortage of the shingles vaccine this season, and they've been having trouble even keeping up with the required second doses for people who'd already gotten the first. So when one of their store pharmacists mentioned to her that they'd just gotten a new stash of the stuff, she headed over after her workday Tuesday night and got the first shot...
which pretty much rendered her unable to drive, or even lift the injected arm, for the next 24 hours. So she stayed home all day Wednesday to heal, I spiraled downward just from one brief trip downtown to file one document and research one case, and this was not a Fun Home to be in Wednesday night. I also did the grocery run at the end of Wednesday, returned to their pharmacy, and definitely did NOT get a vaccine, but did check with the pharmacist about why the assorted meds might not be beating back this cough. She recommended I add Benadryl back into the mix, and after doing that, I got my first decent night's sleep in a week Wednesday night into Thursday. And Eleanor's shingly symptoms were essentially gone by that next morning, so she's been good since, too:)
I've been working from home, mostly, the past two days, and last night was something of a step back. (In fairness, we did go out to our local book reading series with a MacArthur genius, who was absolutely wonderful, so that may have been a bit more taxing.) Today's been better for both of us, and I'm hoping one final weekend of healing and remedies will kick it, since next week I have six scheduled court appearances in four days (two pair of them in irreconcilable conflict with each other) and an all-day seminar to attend on Friday.
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We heard from our company from the weekend. Jim and Jean's car is going to be laid up for at least a week if the insurance company even decided to authorize the repair; they're kinda rooting for them to total it and just send them a check, since the car will likely never be right after that kind of damage.
The Mets had perhaps their best post-season week in history. Their lovable first baseman Pete Alonso, barely mentioned in the yearbook I picked up at the game in August, was one ballot from unanimous selection as NL Rookie of the Year, and the scarier but still lovable pitcher Jacob deGrom cruised to his second straight Cy Young. It gives us hope going into 2020.
Speaking of 20/20, I couldn't find my glasses this morning. But it didn't matter, because the call came in that the TWO pairs I ordered at the beginning of the month were ready. One is now on me and the other is safely stashed in the hall closet strongbox, along with the prescription, in case I manage to lose or break THIS new pair:P
No major weather laying ahead, so just keep calm and blogging on....