If you read last Wednesday’s post, you already know about my Monday, so we’ll just start from Tuesday.

Tuesday

I stayed home from work. I barely slept all night and after two nights of that I’m so so tired…and I’m achey from throwing up SO MUCH…and I’m still percoceting every four hours as long as I feel twinges of achey/crampy. I keep trying to get a little sleep but I think pain killers tend to keep me awake – not like in the good old days when they knocked me out. But I am resting. Scrolling through Instagram, laying still in the dark room with my eyes closed, forcing myself to read a few more pages of this boring book.

Who chooses Pulitzer award books, anyway?? This is the third one I’m reading recently and two of the three have been such YAWNS. Maybe I’m missing something.

Remember The Scholastic Book club? The little newsprint flyers would come to your classroom a couple times a year and you’d (well, *I’D*) go home and beg for as many of the softcover books as my parents would allow. They were like .50 each, ha ha. Anyway, when I was around nine I ordered a book called Little Vic about a jockey and the horse he loved. I read it, I didn’t like it. I don’t remember why, it just didn’t appeal to me. When the teacher asked me later if I liked it and I said no, she said (which infuriates me to this day), “It’s probably above your reading level and you just didn’t understand it.”

I UNDERSTOOD it. I just didn’t LIKE it. Ooh, she made so mad!

But maybe these fancy Pulitzer prize-winning books are above my reading level and I just don’t understand them. HA HA HA HA HA. I think of that teacher’s condescending comment everytime I don’t like a book. Fifty years later. Talk about teachers making an impact. Ugh.

Wednesday

Back to work. Got painkillers in my purse Just in Case…and a loose dress on. I made the mistake when hurriedly getting dressed in time for the ambulance the other night, of putting on leggings, which SEEMED like a comfy choice, but in reality, were far too snug in the waistband Right. THERE.

Started The Great Shoe Assessment, which is quite laborious and time-consuming. I will share my findings with y’all once my research (ha ha) is complete.

thursday

Trying to appreciate Every Single Leaf as they will all be gone before we know it. I was thinking today, it’s too bad that trees don’t have nicer looking trunks and branches. I mean, some do, like paperbark maples or birches or sycamores or a graceful Japanese maple. But for the most part, the weedy trees along the roadside are (sorry, Mother Nature) unattractive without their leaves. And that’s how we see them almost half the year. It just makes the world so ugly during the winter.

Barely staying awake during the workday. Just hanging on for the weekend.

The book stack is growing since I have barely been reading the past few weeks. It’s that dopey Breathing Lessons on top that’s holding me up. Has anyone else read it? Do you have anything redeeming to say about it that might inspire me to forge ahead??

This is the description from Amazon, “Regarded by many as Tyler’s seminal work, Breathing Lessons celebrates the small miracles and magic of truly knowing someone, and evokes Jane Austen, Emma Straub, and other masters of the literary marriage.” AND it won the Pulitzer Prize in 1989. I am just not getting it.

FRIDAY

Went to the urologist this morning. He confirmed that they would not be able to do a lithotripsy for (on?) me at their out-patient center, and he explained why. I would need to lose about 30 more lbs to be at a safe BMI for the procedure. I get it. I do. SO he referred me to a “kidney stone specialist” who might be able to help me. I called there for an appointment and was told the next available appointment was January 10!!! I panicked and might have turned into a bit of a cry-baby and was like WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO FOR THE NEXT TWO MONTHS?? I would check myself into the emergency room if I could, but…I don’t think my insurance company would foot THAT bill. So, Specialist Reservation Boy SAID he would see if he could get me an earlier appointment…and if he comes up with nothing early this week I’ll see if my urologist can call him and tell him I need to be seen asap.

THEN had trouble at the pharmacy getting my pain killer and flomax prescriptions filled and I was heading towards Painville and I was just tired and OVER IT ALL and headed home, and when I was ALMOST home the pharmacy called to say my prescriptions were ready.

Sigh (note: pharmacy is by work, 25 minutes from home).

I really had not felt well all day and was in bed by 5:30, reading and IG scrolling.

Saturday

My brain is SO not my friend anymore. I’m forgetting things and losing things and mixing things up. But I did get a couple outfits shot and met friends for early dinner, like the old people 🙂  It was nice to be home from dinner by 6:30.

I made the Facebook group “Plus Over 50.” If you want to be added (for now it’s by invitation only for quality control…and it’s private and hidden so no one can see what gets said there), email me at fashion_schlub@yahoo.com and I’ll add you. I’ll need whatever email address you have that is affiliated with Facebook.

Sunday

My only real accomplishment of the day was helping a friend move six cats from one place to another. So I will leave you with Sounds of Six Cats in a Car….