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Spring Cleaning
Mar. 23rd, 2014 08:58 pmIt's been a frantic week. Lady's still sick and I'd forgotten just how much two pairs of hands helps to lighten the daily load. I'm a little frazzled, but that's mostly my own fault. Of course I decided to take on spring cleaning this weekend, even with lady having a fever. Because that makes sense. And of course I decided that having coffee would be a good idea. Because that makes sense.
So I've spent the weekend mostly on the manic side of things, feeling at times crazy, at other times completely exhausted. But the upside is the windows are clean, the screens are clean, the couch is clean, under the oven is clean, the fridge is clean, etc etc. It's kind of nice, although now it's way past bedtime and I'm still buzzing with energy, and I'm not sure how I'm going to get to sleep. But at least things are clean. Clean is good. I like clean.
Mostly I just want Lady to get better. :/ She went to a walk-in clinic yesterday and they were about as helpful as spit. We confirmed that she has bronchitis, but that was it. The doctor was even like "well, since she doesn't have a fever..." and I was like "fuck your ass, she's had a fever since Tuesday." Rawr. He was entirely unhelpful and only further contributed to my very low opinion of the current medical establishment. It still blows my mind that they only ever treat symptoms. I don't get how that even makes sense.
I also want her better for so many selfish reasons. It's been super lonely the last week, since she's usually asleep. Also eating alone is weird, and she hasn't been eating anything but the occasional saltine since Tuesday. No date nights, no writing nights. I can only imagine how she must feel. All I can do is force her to rest and give her garlic to swallow. I hope some of it is helping. :/ I just feel so useless.
Maybe I've at least worn some of my manic out. I'm starting to feel a little tired. Hopefully I can actually sleep tonight. Last night it was a 10pm bedtime, but I kept waking up every hour or so, and just gave up around 4.
Here's to a better week.
So I've spent the weekend mostly on the manic side of things, feeling at times crazy, at other times completely exhausted. But the upside is the windows are clean, the screens are clean, the couch is clean, under the oven is clean, the fridge is clean, etc etc. It's kind of nice, although now it's way past bedtime and I'm still buzzing with energy, and I'm not sure how I'm going to get to sleep. But at least things are clean. Clean is good. I like clean.
Mostly I just want Lady to get better. :/ She went to a walk-in clinic yesterday and they were about as helpful as spit. We confirmed that she has bronchitis, but that was it. The doctor was even like "well, since she doesn't have a fever..." and I was like "fuck your ass, she's had a fever since Tuesday." Rawr. He was entirely unhelpful and only further contributed to my very low opinion of the current medical establishment. It still blows my mind that they only ever treat symptoms. I don't get how that even makes sense.
I also want her better for so many selfish reasons. It's been super lonely the last week, since she's usually asleep. Also eating alone is weird, and she hasn't been eating anything but the occasional saltine since Tuesday. No date nights, no writing nights. I can only imagine how she must feel. All I can do is force her to rest and give her garlic to swallow. I hope some of it is helping. :/ I just feel so useless.
Maybe I've at least worn some of my manic out. I'm starting to feel a little tired. Hopefully I can actually sleep tonight. Last night it was a 10pm bedtime, but I kept waking up every hour or so, and just gave up around 4.
Here's to a better week.
