e.e stuff
Omigod. Roy Disney died.
I don't even...I'm sort of stunned in that category of famous people who you never think are going to die. ...This also makes me feel slightly less bad about the plans I have for my Disney Distopia story, which is terrible of me.
Today was Jabba's appointment at the senior health place with the geriatric specialist. She changed a couple of his meds and thinks she can help him get back some of his short term memory. She also wants him to go to therapy, to which I have volunteered to go with him so my mom doesn't have to miss work or play phone tag with them later. That and I need the driving practice and Jabba counts as an adult driver so it all works out okay.
Hearing stuff about how he's functioning and at what levels is really helpful. It makes me more aware that he's emotionally and mentally not functioning at the correct level no matter what facts or figures he's still able to recall and no matter how good he still is at math. It makes me more likely to try to ignore him when he's being an asshat and I think it'll help me adjust while he winds up sinking further into the Alzheimer's thing. He was an asshole before he got it, but he was a lot more tolerable asshole so I have to keep that in mind. I'm hoping the new meds and shrink help things out here and I do feel sorry for the guy.
I'm also the one who is home with him most of the time so it's better that we just try to get along no matter what it does to me. I need to keep that in mind too.
After the appointment, I came home and proceeded to crash until five thirty when I woke up because my pain meds were wearing off. I'd woken up a little earlier when my mom got home but went back to sleep because I didn't need to do anything. I really overdid it yesterday. Appointment to pull out my staples and then I decided to put away laundry and organize my doll collection for Christmas displays. I still need to trim my mini tree (I can't find the right lights dammit) and dress my newest doll, Pita (though I just got her last week, actually Mom picked her up while I was in the hospital) and I have a new doll on the way who will need something to wear too (I love Tuesday Morning's seventy percent discounts and kind message board members who sell for those prices since I was able to get two for less than the price of one doll from the company or regular store) but other than that, those things are done. I also made cookies with my mom yesterday and they are really good, but the long shot is? I wore myself way way out. But yay for pain meds that actually work again I guess.
I also um...have only eaten two cookies today, grabbed before I got ready to go to this appointment. Yesterday I actually ate three meals but the day before, only one. I'm sort of spurred onward by losing thirteen pounds in the last week, even if not eating is NOT the way to go about it. I need to get food on track and work out food that's good for me and portions. I just...no interest in most food lately so making myself eat healthy things seems like the best idea. The cookies were just kind of THERE and so good. I have a lousy excuse process or something...
Maybe later tonight I will think about writing. I want to try to come up with background stuff for my rpg chars and to work on my Mars story. I need to come up with a pilot/navigator (They double in my world). I'm pretty sure the person is older and argues with both the GPS system and ground control a lot. I want to make this character Russian but I'm not too sure if it's too much Chekov or not. So far my cast includes someone from the U.K, someone from Iran, an American from LA, and a half Martian/half Canadian. And the military guy who is their connection to the military settlements on Mars. Three men, two women and weirdly, both of my women have tactical as their primary focus. I'm working on a webpage for these people with celebrity representations too. I'll share when that's even NEAR completion.
And uh...stuff. Wow. This was longish. Go me?
I don't even...I'm sort of stunned in that category of famous people who you never think are going to die. ...This also makes me feel slightly less bad about the plans I have for my Disney Distopia story, which is terrible of me.
Today was Jabba's appointment at the senior health place with the geriatric specialist. She changed a couple of his meds and thinks she can help him get back some of his short term memory. She also wants him to go to therapy, to which I have volunteered to go with him so my mom doesn't have to miss work or play phone tag with them later. That and I need the driving practice and Jabba counts as an adult driver so it all works out okay.
Hearing stuff about how he's functioning and at what levels is really helpful. It makes me more aware that he's emotionally and mentally not functioning at the correct level no matter what facts or figures he's still able to recall and no matter how good he still is at math. It makes me more likely to try to ignore him when he's being an asshat and I think it'll help me adjust while he winds up sinking further into the Alzheimer's thing. He was an asshole before he got it, but he was a lot more tolerable asshole so I have to keep that in mind. I'm hoping the new meds and shrink help things out here and I do feel sorry for the guy.
I'm also the one who is home with him most of the time so it's better that we just try to get along no matter what it does to me. I need to keep that in mind too.
After the appointment, I came home and proceeded to crash until five thirty when I woke up because my pain meds were wearing off. I'd woken up a little earlier when my mom got home but went back to sleep because I didn't need to do anything. I really overdid it yesterday. Appointment to pull out my staples and then I decided to put away laundry and organize my doll collection for Christmas displays. I still need to trim my mini tree (I can't find the right lights dammit) and dress my newest doll, Pita (though I just got her last week, actually Mom picked her up while I was in the hospital) and I have a new doll on the way who will need something to wear too (I love Tuesday Morning's seventy percent discounts and kind message board members who sell for those prices since I was able to get two for less than the price of one doll from the company or regular store) but other than that, those things are done. I also made cookies with my mom yesterday and they are really good, but the long shot is? I wore myself way way out. But yay for pain meds that actually work again I guess.
I also um...have only eaten two cookies today, grabbed before I got ready to go to this appointment. Yesterday I actually ate three meals but the day before, only one. I'm sort of spurred onward by losing thirteen pounds in the last week, even if not eating is NOT the way to go about it. I need to get food on track and work out food that's good for me and portions. I just...no interest in most food lately so making myself eat healthy things seems like the best idea. The cookies were just kind of THERE and so good. I have a lousy excuse process or something...
Maybe later tonight I will think about writing. I want to try to come up with background stuff for my rpg chars and to work on my Mars story. I need to come up with a pilot/navigator (They double in my world). I'm pretty sure the person is older and argues with both the GPS system and ground control a lot. I want to make this character Russian but I'm not too sure if it's too much Chekov or not. So far my cast includes someone from the U.K, someone from Iran, an American from LA, and a half Martian/half Canadian. And the military guy who is their connection to the military settlements on Mars. Three men, two women and weirdly, both of my women have tactical as their primary focus. I'm working on a webpage for these people with celebrity representations too. I'll share when that's even NEAR completion.
And uh...stuff. Wow. This was longish. Go me?