New Stuff

The past weekend was completely dedicated to learning the new Presario.

Usually we purchase a refurbished machine and have Radio Shack do all the installations. And we usually trade in the old machine. This time we were so far, far, far behind the times, it was almost necessary to start new.

On top of that, the kids are lusting after the old machine. So.

So. We will hook up as a network, at least for a few months. This will allow us to cover the kids and still have everything we need. At least until we get it all transferred.

Now that the "kids" are all adults, we purchased a wireless notebook. To get the darned thing out of the dining room.

Except that Husband RJ wants it in the dining room. I want it in the office that we will put in MammaDog's old bedroom.

Except that Husband RJ, unbeknownst to me, filled MammaDog's old room with seedling flats. I mean I know now, but it wasn't mentioned to me during the decision process.

Anyway, some sort of side table or flat desk will replace the big, bulky Sauder cheapie. And we can close up and remove the Presario when we need the space for dinners.

A question to the over 40 crowd: when you were a kid, could you ever have imagined that we would be worried about such mundane stuff concerning our personal computers?

Progress.

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Little Pond

Not Quite Lost Days

Ellie and I drove to the Grove Street Boat Ramp/Fishing Access Site (hereinafter the "Goose Poop Area" or GPA) to get our last bit of exercise before the storm that is forecast for this evening.

Ellie roots around in our primary GPA

This sort of thing surely must have birthed the English phrase "mucking about." Our trip was a sort of test. A week on the Baclofen now. 5mg, three times daily is definitely out. It was heaven on the weekend, because I spent three hours napping each day. At work, well, they are lost days. I look at something, mention it to my coworkers, who inform me that we've already discussed it. They jog my memory, I remember it, then an awkward silence or disgusted look. 5mg, two times daily still seems to be leaving me a bit slow.

However. After our very long walk in squishy, mucky ground, I feel the spasms in my legs again. Due for a dose even as I type. If I get through the weekend without pain and with sleep, it will probably be worth the trouble of trying to figure out the proper spacing for the dose. Or maybe another dose altogether.

More later.

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Little Pond

Finally gave in.

I wasn't planning on it, but when my neurologist suggested something for the strange charleyhorse in my upper thighs, I took it.

I can live with the spasm and pain, and I can live without sleep, but I cannot do both. Makes me feel sorry for myself just remembering it.

He prescribed Baclofen 10MG, three times a day. That was way too much, and now, a week later, I take only two, twice a day. Each an hour or so before I sleep. And I sleep!

By the way, the first day I was so loguey I screwed up my other meds and packed all the wrong stuff in my pill case for work. Now I am more normal than I've been in weeks and weeks.

Let's see how long it works before I decide to wean off them.

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Little Pond

Short and to the point

It is snowing and I am glad. The cold will dampen the burst of pollen that is making me asthmatic.

The addition of Flonase has made me much more comfortable this Spring. So far, just two asthma spells in about seven weeks!

My visit with the new/old neurologist proved okay, if somewhat ineffectual. More on that later.

It will be a much longer post.

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Little Pond