Quiet New Year’s Eve

I wrote a post Mon­day night and nev­er got around to actu­al­ly post­ing it, so I’m reusing some of it.

I haven’t got­ten much stitch­ing done in the last few days, but I have worked to reclaim the dam­aged piece and scanned some more things to update the fin­ished projects and WIP sec­tions. I’ve also begun col­lect­ing pic­tures of the quilts my grand­moth­er made for a site about them.

I feel like I spent the last two days in the car! Well, maybe not IN the car, but I was out and about for far more of both days than I’m accus­tomed to any­more. I took advan­tage of Katie’s trav­el to take care of lots of errands I’d been putting off. One took far longer than the time I’d allot­ted, so I had to can­cel a check-up. I’ve resched­uled it for after the New Year. I’ve been try­ing to be a good girl and car­ry out my own res­o­lu­tions for the year by doing things I’d put off for WAY too long, like these med­ical visits.

My rheuma­tol­o­gist messed up the RX for my pain meds and pre­scribed Ultra­cet instead of Ultram. Ultra­cet, as I ver­i­fied with the phar­ma­cist, is the same RX ingre­di­ent (tra­madol) plus aceta­minophen (Tylenol). Ultra­cet is intend­ed to be tak­en short-term, for acute pain. I’m sup­posed to be tak­ing 100mg of Ultram 4 times a day every sin­gle day (that’s 8 total a day). Ultra­cet does­n’t actu­al­ly have as much tra­madol in it as two Ultram does. Aceta­minophen isn’t a good thing to take con­stant­ly if you like your liv­er, either. So I called and got her to change the RX Mon­day, and drove to Lawrenceville Tues­day to pick it up.

A com­plete­ly dif­fer­ent RX has just total­ly van­ished. It seems to be wher­ev­er the oth­er miss­ing stuff is hid­ing in this house.

Today I called anoth­er doc­tor’s office to point out that they’d gone and resched­uled my vis­it with her to tomorrow—which is a hol­i­day. They changed it to Friday.

While I was across town, I got togeth­er with a friend who I haven’t seen in about a dozen years. Togeth­er we went to meet my new nephew. He’s a cutie, of course. So tiny! And he has red hair. Mom has only been wait­ing 39 years for red-haired offspring!

After all the run­ning about, I just crashed today. I had nowhere that I had to be, so sweet sam­bear let me sleep in and drove in to work. I know that was more annoy­ing than tak­ing the bus, and it took a lot more of his ener­gy. I’m still tired, and in more pain than has been usu­al despite the pain meds and mus­cle relaxants.

We had sev­er­al invi­ta­tions for tonight, but real­ly don’t like to be out on New Year’s Eve due to the high num­ber of drunks on the road. (Okay, I don’t real­ly like being out on any hol­i­day for that rea­son.) We’re going to spend the evening just being together 🙂

Hap­py New Year to all of you!