Despite statement from Derek declaring that he is, indeed, a dog man and that he dislikes cats, Meow Meow loves Derek. Meow Meow becomes a lap cat when Derek is around. I'm trying not to take it personally that my cats prefer other people besides me, especially when it's me that regularly defends the simple act of having cats for pets.
Meow Meow's fur has grown back on his face, but now his neck is bald. I've since treated him, again, for fleas but not entirely convinced that is the problem. He seems to be feeling better somewhat but obviously the problem is not fixed.
The kids are leaving for Pensacola in the next week or two. We made a joint decision that for many reasons the time is right for them to make the move. I will have to announce to the world next week that we need all records and that the kids will no longer inhabit this little beach house. It sounds like the elementary school in Pensacola is absolutely wonderful and the ratings are very high. I think, coming from NJ, that the kids will be bored at first with small town schools and a slower pace.
In moving the kids, I have decided that I'm not that far behind them. I am awaiting license numbers from Florida and then will actively pursue positions in the region. I'm fulfilled with my position here, but the culture is wrong. I have a few private patients who are due to deliver at the end of this month and I definitely have to give 30 days notice, at minimum, to my current employer so I'm not going anywhere quickly but the goal is definitely to go.
The rat race is taking its toll on me, as a person. I have definitely loved having this little beach house with barbies spread from one end to the other ... with my shelves of National Geographics in my living room and with my kitties running around all night (they sound like horses running down the hallway on the hardwood floors). I don't mind working and being up all day and all night so much. I am having problems, however, with making ends meet to cover childcare when I need it all day and all night every day of the week. I'm also having problems keeping the kids up to date with their doctor appointments, especially given that Darin has five doctors just for himself (opthamologist, Shriners surgeon, prosthetist, speech therapist, regular pediatrician, dentist ... or wait, that makes six).
I told my terd of a primary care manager that I'm relocating and want six months of Zoloft. I was granted that and now I feel armed for whatever life is going to hold - for at least six months.
I have a kidney stone, I'm pretty sure. This one has been persistent. I vividly remember the last one I had that finally passed while I was sitting as a student in the on call room. I thought I had a UTI and had a dirty urine dip. While on the third day of the antibiotic, I had the sudden pain and urge that something needed to come out. Off to the bathroom I went in severe pain and all that came out was blood. I freaked out but just went back to my on call room and didn't have anymore pain after that.
Starting yesterday I've just had a nagging left sided kidney pain. Characterically , I don't drink a lot of fluids and so bring them on myself. I drink a pot of coffee in the morning and follow it with a bottle of wine at night.
I freaked out and drank at least three liters of plain water yesterday until my urine was clear. I have been drinking water - balancing it with coffee so I don't get a headache - as much as possible such that I avoid vomiting but hoping to flush out the stone. Today the pain seems less but it's still in the same location which means it's not moving. I'm hoping that another day of water intoxication will flush it out and I'm hopeful since the pain seems decreased in comparison to yesterday. Just trying to avoid the pyelo or subsequent ramifications from not attending to the issue.
I don't have any time to stop and put my feet up in a hospital. I'm also somewhat concerned about what will be left undone if I get sudden ureteral colic that needs immediate attention.
I've spent my weekend doing laundry, folding laundry, scrubbing down the kitchen, vaccuuming, cleaning kitty litter, arranging recycling bins, organizing, recharging my phone and kindle, peeing water, line drying sweaters and attending to whatever mail came this week.
Now, I'm getting everyone dressed to head out for a quick grocery shopping trip so that we can get a few things for lunches next week.
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