I’m two days into a week of no anti­his­t­a­mines, while the pollen lev­els keep going up and up. This is to pre­pare for aller­gy tests on Tuesday.

And then my MS Con­tin (mor­phine sul­fate) was stolen yesterday.

Get­ting a replace­ment for that isn’t easy. I filed a police report, as required. 

The new clean­er who had been here was fired by our clean­ing ser­vice, although she insists she did­n’t do it. She had motive and oppor­tu­ni­ty. She knew it was there, because of a ram­bling con­ver­sa­tion we’d had.

I left a mes­sage for my doc­tor, but I’m hav­ing to accept that I may just have to do with­out pain meds until my next appoint­ment, which is also Tuesday.

I was already in a flare. This real­ly isn’t a good time. But there isn’t a good time for such things, is there?

Cur­rent Mood: 😡grumpy
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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