No Doctor’s Visit Needed

I didn’t go to the doctor. sambear went to his doctor and the fast strep was negative, so there wasn’t really a reason to spend more money for me to get the same verdict. It’s just a really nasty virus and the only cure is “tincture of time.”

Not being able to speak is very, very isolating. Katie has gotten very good at hearing me whisper while she’s in the next room, but sometimes I can’t make myself understood anyway. I’m starting to want one of those markerboards people were carrying around in the Buffy episode “Hush.” I can’t answer the phone. I can’t make several phone calls that I need to make. Ick. I’m accustomed to dealing with pain, but not with this kind of communication problem.

Katie figured out why the downstairs VCR isn’t taping—someone broke off the input thingy. I suspect it was the cable guy who installed the box, as it did work before—but a few weeks after the fact is a little late to be fussing about it. It’s an ancient VCR, anyway. And it can still be used to watch tapes, at least. Now that digital cable box is with the other TV in our bedroom, which has a VCR that can record.

Current Mood: 😡annoyed
Cyn is Rick's wife, Katie's Mom, and Esther & Oliver's Mémé. She's also a professional geek, avid reader, fledgling coder, enthusiastic gamer (TTRPGs), occasional singer, and devoted stitcher.
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