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Goshawks of Leave
Sep. 25th, 2019 09:12 pmTired of this, she grouched. When evening comes and I start feeling not so good, I have to remind myself it was a pretty good day overall. It started out raining, which was kind of cosy. I decided it would be a good day to go to the bookstore cafe. I was just about to take a shower when the phone rang. Finally, it was the gastroenterology scheduler to make an endoscopy appointment for me. I recommend putting one's pants back on before answering the phone. Not having mine made me feel extra vulnerable while discussing procedures. She got me an appointment for tomorrow afternoon. Now I'm anxious because it sounds as if I might be semi-conscious while they put a tube down my throat, and I'd really rather not. But I guess they'll do what they gotta do. Also they will pump my stomach full of air to make it easier for themselves, and I haaaate that.
We did go to the bookstore, and I enjoyed a nice cup of tea, because I'm basically off coffee till whenever. By the time we came out, the clouds had blown away, and the sky was blue. I wrote a couple of pages of notes for a fantasy epic I'll probably never write, but it was fun to think about. I found a book that looked like fun on the remainder rack for cheap, and bought it: A Book That Takes Its Time. It has lots of bright, fun-looking paper things you can do in it, plus helpful little reflections and articles. Nothing I don't know already, but amusing and cheerful. I told the Sparrowhawk I felt bad that I hadn't been able to do much for him lately, and he said, "But what I need the most from you is for you to be here with me, and you do that very well." And added, "Besides, it's good for me to take care of you." He does that very well, too.
Tomorrow will be another day when I can't eat anything at all, so I tried really hard to eat just a bit extra today. It was not really a success. My stomach kind of hurts now. And when I say "a little bit extra," I'm talking things like a quarter of an apple. Not a second helping or anything. As I said--tired of this. But I am super grateful to the nice scheduler who found me an appointment. She tried to be encouraging, too, and I appreciate that.
We did go to the bookstore, and I enjoyed a nice cup of tea, because I'm basically off coffee till whenever. By the time we came out, the clouds had blown away, and the sky was blue. I wrote a couple of pages of notes for a fantasy epic I'll probably never write, but it was fun to think about. I found a book that looked like fun on the remainder rack for cheap, and bought it: A Book That Takes Its Time. It has lots of bright, fun-looking paper things you can do in it, plus helpful little reflections and articles. Nothing I don't know already, but amusing and cheerful. I told the Sparrowhawk I felt bad that I hadn't been able to do much for him lately, and he said, "But what I need the most from you is for you to be here with me, and you do that very well." And added, "Besides, it's good for me to take care of you." He does that very well, too.
Tomorrow will be another day when I can't eat anything at all, so I tried really hard to eat just a bit extra today. It was not really a success. My stomach kind of hurts now. And when I say "a little bit extra," I'm talking things like a quarter of an apple. Not a second helping or anything. As I said--tired of this. But I am super grateful to the nice scheduler who found me an appointment. She tried to be encouraging, too, and I appreciate that.
