I "missed" posting last week, so I will only mention that last week was supposed to be attic and storage week, but I am behind a few weeks, and it is really family room week for slow ol' me. That is perfect, as I want the family room to be the cleanest room in the house. I will also do dining room week this week, so that my dining room is also clean, clean, clean. This sounds like a lot, but it's really not, as I am off work Monday through Thursday. Everyone is bringing something for dinner, and all I have to cook is the meat and dressing and cranberries. Hubby will be responsible for the meat, so my part is easy-peasy. Clean, cook a couple things and decorate.
Um, yeah. Decorate. I haven't even thought about that. I've done a few things, but not nearly "enough". I'll have to get on that. You know, like wash and iron linens and make sure I have enough dishes and silverware and serving dishes and flowers and such.
And I skipped over the Garage/Storage and Attic/Storage Areas, due to being ill, but it worked out perfect because the husband wants to hit these areas hard. We are trying to close down the storage facility and get rid of/use the stuff we have there and in the attic and garage as well. We have a plan for the cabinets we want to install in the garage, where we will be able to store the tables/chairs/other seasonal items such as tablecloths/napkins/serving dishes, etc. I'm also hoping to get the seasonal decorating items out of the attic and into cabinets in the garage where they will be much more accessible to me. (I'm terrified of carrying totes up and down those attic pull-down stairs.)
So much has happened over the last few weeks, illnesses and a death in the family, and changes at work. Which leads me to "the older I get" part I alluded to in the title of this post. Yup. Feelin' old. I ended up in the ER a couple weeks ago. Yeah, me, a first. Stomach virus ----> electrolyte imbalance ----> totally cramped up and couldn't voluntarily move my arms and legs and PAIN!! After some IV fluids and antiemetic/pain medicine, I was ready for home, but the recuperation was slow. As in old and slow. I went back to work four days later, but was sorry I did. That was one miserable shift. Two days later I felt normal about eight hours, and the next day I felt completely normal.
Subsequent to that illness, I had my annual blood work done, and got some "off" results. I was still so demoralized from the virus I didn't even do my usual arguing with the doctor about starting an antihypertensive and thyroid medication. I've had low thyroid levels for years but had not really felt like I was symptomatic, and although I always have an elevated blood pressure at the doctor's office, I'd never been able to get an elevated one at home or work. He had been encouraging me to take the meds for several years and when he said, "It's time", I just rolled over and said "ok". I was waiting to hear the thump of him falling off his chair, but he must have been bracing himself.
I've been taking the thyroid for about a week now, the only difference I've noticed so far is that I feel much less foggy when I wake up. I don't have hours and yes, days of brain fog. This week I'll start the antihypertensive when I am home as I am worried about the side effects. I don't want to miss work.
I'll post later about other going-ons--gotta go pay attention to the husband.
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