WingSkip of Trill
Apr. 28th, 2022 09:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoI know I'm getting better, because I have enough energy to be in a bad mood over something other than physical misery. The one thing that is still bothering me a LOT is that whenever I lie down to try to sleep, that's when the cough medicine stops working and I begin coughing too hard to sleep. SIGH. So last night I had to get up and remain vertical for an hour until the coughing stopped. I JUST WANT TO SLEEP. I'd like to sleep all day, but I can't even sleep all night.
Anyway. Last night, I offered to pick up groceries or whatever for Madame, and she declined. This morning, she texted me back to take me up on the offer. I was going to the store anyway, so it was no trouble. Besides the few items she asked for, I also bought her a big bunch of tulips, because who doesn't like tulips. When I got there, she had a vase with some sad-looking desiccated roses in it. I carried those out to her yard waste container, which was lying in the grass by the curb, so I carried it back where it belonged. The tulips were so much more cheerful. She asked me if I wanted to sit down for a minute, so I hung around and chatted for awhile. When you're in pain, it helps to have a little distraction, even for just a few minutes. Then I went home and unloaded my own groceries. After that I was tired.
Wonder of wonders, my siblings have all decided to get together this weekend while Queenie and the Fireman are in Michigan to see their grandchildren. We'll all have dinner together near where Queenie is staying, about an hour and a half away from here. The Duchess emailed me to say that Mr. Science is going to stay Sunday night with her--another hour's drive south of dinner--and we are invited too. I was surprised but pleased, and I accepted. We might squeeze in a visit to Deb as well, if that works for them. I hope I can get through this expedition without collapsing. It would be a nice, manageable visit if I were my normal self, but NOOOO . . . . Ah well. We work with what we've got. I can't wait to see them.
Anyway. Last night, I offered to pick up groceries or whatever for Madame, and she declined. This morning, she texted me back to take me up on the offer. I was going to the store anyway, so it was no trouble. Besides the few items she asked for, I also bought her a big bunch of tulips, because who doesn't like tulips. When I got there, she had a vase with some sad-looking desiccated roses in it. I carried those out to her yard waste container, which was lying in the grass by the curb, so I carried it back where it belonged. The tulips were so much more cheerful. She asked me if I wanted to sit down for a minute, so I hung around and chatted for awhile. When you're in pain, it helps to have a little distraction, even for just a few minutes. Then I went home and unloaded my own groceries. After that I was tired.
Wonder of wonders, my siblings have all decided to get together this weekend while Queenie and the Fireman are in Michigan to see their grandchildren. We'll all have dinner together near where Queenie is staying, about an hour and a half away from here. The Duchess emailed me to say that Mr. Science is going to stay Sunday night with her--another hour's drive south of dinner--and we are invited too. I was surprised but pleased, and I accepted. We might squeeze in a visit to Deb as well, if that works for them. I hope I can get through this expedition without collapsing. It would be a nice, manageable visit if I were my normal self, but NOOOO . . . . Ah well. We work with what we've got. I can't wait to see them.
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Date: 2022-04-29 12:20 pm (UTC)