Well, health is maintaining. I have been on the reduced dose of Amiodarone now for about a week and no palpitations. I think after a month or so I may inquire about cutting the pill in half. It is a nice tablet and should divide easily. Sleeping has been hit and miss given sinus problems abetted by my sleep mask. For example, I had too much discomfort this morning with head pain and just decided not to fight it. I arose at 4 am, got the LA Times crossword done in 30 min and ate breakfast. Now to see if I can last until this afternoon for a nap.
No house news. We should be seeing an apraiser soon. The clients' drop dead date is July 12. I thought we might hear before this weekend. We'll see. Rough plumbing on new place today or tomorrow, rough electrical after that and slab pour next week.
Thursday, June 29, 2017
Monday, June 12, 2017
update, solamente
There are those who understand that when I do not post, things are probably a-okay. But there are those who also worry that when I do not post, it is because I may be indisposed, that is unhealthy, that is, unable to post. My habit is usually the former, not the latter. I am acutely aware of when I am sick (doh!) and feel the strongest urge then to communicate my woes. When things are going well, not so much.
Well, things appear to be going well, that is, health-wise. Everyone tells me how good I look. So, I must be well. And, it is true that I am tolerating the new meds with no problem. It has been about 3 weeks since their start and I don't feel much when I take them anymore. Another week or so and I get to cut the doses in half and we'll see then whether I can maintain on the lower dose. Given the potential toxicity of the amiodarone I will be glad to cut back, and even more glad if I can get off it. But that's for another day. Suffice to say, I have had no further palpitations.
I have experienced a couple nose bleeds with our dry weather and warm south winds. I imagine that is partially due to the blood thinner (Eliquis). But the bleeds stopped without professional intervention, so that is a plus.
We are still packing boxes, that is Jan is mostly packing boxes but I am adept with a hand-truck given youthful experience for several years slinging Coca-Cola. So I marshal the boxes to the car and from the car into the storage unit. Not a bad division of labor. In any case she wouldn't let me pack boxes. When we first did car travel I would pack the car and she would always re-arrange my work. So I stopped. More to the point, when I do laundry I sort differently than she does. My rules are pretty explicit; hers are more like fuzzy sets--the category boundaries are loose and often unknown to mere mortals; moreover they are not explainable it seems. So almost inevitably I would get the wrong stuff together in the boxes and she would redo it. So, see above. Note that these arrangements have worked for 55 years as of last week!
Our home buyers, had health problems and backed out of our house sale but not before losing their earnest money. So the stress level has mounted again. But the prior negotiations involved a second bidder, and they have now made an offer, which we have accepted. We'll know by tomorrow whether they will continue. So the clock resets. We'll just keep packing.
Well, things appear to be going well, that is, health-wise. Everyone tells me how good I look. So, I must be well. And, it is true that I am tolerating the new meds with no problem. It has been about 3 weeks since their start and I don't feel much when I take them anymore. Another week or so and I get to cut the doses in half and we'll see then whether I can maintain on the lower dose. Given the potential toxicity of the amiodarone I will be glad to cut back, and even more glad if I can get off it. But that's for another day. Suffice to say, I have had no further palpitations.
I have experienced a couple nose bleeds with our dry weather and warm south winds. I imagine that is partially due to the blood thinner (Eliquis). But the bleeds stopped without professional intervention, so that is a plus.
We are still packing boxes, that is Jan is mostly packing boxes but I am adept with a hand-truck given youthful experience for several years slinging Coca-Cola. So I marshal the boxes to the car and from the car into the storage unit. Not a bad division of labor. In any case she wouldn't let me pack boxes. When we first did car travel I would pack the car and she would always re-arrange my work. So I stopped. More to the point, when I do laundry I sort differently than she does. My rules are pretty explicit; hers are more like fuzzy sets--the category boundaries are loose and often unknown to mere mortals; moreover they are not explainable it seems. So almost inevitably I would get the wrong stuff together in the boxes and she would redo it. So, see above. Note that these arrangements have worked for 55 years as of last week!
Our home buyers, had health problems and backed out of our house sale but not before losing their earnest money. So the stress level has mounted again. But the prior negotiations involved a second bidder, and they have now made an offer, which we have accepted. We'll know by tomorrow whether they will continue. So the clock resets. We'll just keep packing.
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