Yes, the temperature is dropping and I have a virus form holding my sinuses hostage.
After consulting some of my favorite people (the neighborhood pharmacists, since BFF Rx is out of town) I've found a cocktail that is making life manageable.(Dayquil + Zyrtec)
I just hope I can talk today. Yesterday, despite tea and cough drops, was not so good.
Since Bubba and Dahey will be indulging in a long weekend starting Friday, so will I. I just hope to spend it getting well, not being sick.
Stay tuned...
"Fear paralyzes; curiosity empowers. Be more interested than afraid."-Patricia Alexander, American educational psychologist
Showing posts with label sore. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sore. Show all posts
Wednesday, February 11, 2015
Cold again
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Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Down for the count?
Mr. S. got discharged recently. He told people that "two ladies jumped on my chair" and now it won't do anything. He claims the ladies "broke it". Mr. S. also tells a patient or two (via phone call and one, Mr. Chatty relays info to us) that he's sitting in his shower chair on his porch waiting for his neighbor to fix his chair. Our wheelchair specialist is not amused.
Oh, the heave ho going on at the Hotel is getting better. They've fixed us up with top-of-the-line ceiling lifts. The renovation's coming, but, in the interests of safety, and the fact that they've already spent the money, the Powers That Be deigned we get them. It's about freaking time. Who else moves more patients than us? Only one other rehab is in our system, and they had lifts way before us. To top it off, 95% of their people walk, even the amputees.
So I'm not sure if all the excitement of the new power equipment or if it's just the weather, but my back is acting up. So much that it warrants a trip to Dr.B to figure out what's up. I don't really want to be out of commission, but I really don't want to end up really injured either.
Stay tuned...
Oh, the heave ho going on at the Hotel is getting better. They've fixed us up with top-of-the-line ceiling lifts. The renovation's coming, but, in the interests of safety, and the fact that they've already spent the money, the Powers That Be deigned we get them. It's about freaking time. Who else moves more patients than us? Only one other rehab is in our system, and they had lifts way before us. To top it off, 95% of their people walk, even the amputees.
So I'm not sure if all the excitement of the new power equipment or if it's just the weather, but my back is acting up. So much that it warrants a trip to Dr.B to figure out what's up. I don't really want to be out of commission, but I really don't want to end up really injured either.
Stay tuned...
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Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Stiff and sore
I'm gonna pay for that little running episode today....stiff and sore, and hotel beds don't help, either.
Off I go...more later.
Off I go...more later.
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