Or, the Cat and Me. Whatever. She is growing. Still teeny and cute, but not as teeny. Exhausting. From the moment she realizes I am awake, she is on the go. It’s a good thing, really, because I am forced to move even when I’m in pain, and she is a lot of fun to be around. But…she is majorly destructive. Not intentionally, she is just so full of energy it’s like she can’t control it. Better than she was, but still insane. I have these two little lamps in the window. They are really cute. When I turned them off last night, they were fine. Turned them on tonight, big one is broken. Not in pieces, but broken. Can you see the crack right down the center. It goes down, around, and up the other side. Cute Gertrude is cute. Yep.
On an up note, went out with my friend Tess today. Lunched at Olive
Garden. Salad was really good, rest of lunch was 5 out of 10, at best. Drink was excellent. Non alcoholic drink. Kiwi Melon Lemonade. Really good.
Went to Christmas Tree shop, got a few little Christmas things. Yes, I’m ready for Christmas in the shops. It was great to look at all the goodies. Right next to Patriot’s Stadium is a shopping place where Olive Garden, Christmas Tree Shops, Trader Joe’s and other shops are located. After Christmas, we did Trader Joe’s. I love Trader Joe’s, and wish they’d put one near where I live, so I could send my shopper there instead of Stop and Shop. Oh, well. Had a lovely interaction with a lady who seemed to be trying to convince me to buy an apple dessert, which I did. I even asked her was she a sales person for the dessert. 🙂 Discussed other desserts and real butter puff pastry, and it was just a nice little conversation. I used to be so shy that something like that would never happen, but I am over all that now, thank goodness.
When we came back, we stopped at her house first to drop off her groceries, and I played a bit with the dog and chatted with the husband. I like him, he is a nice person and funny. Back to mine, played with the cat, watched some Gordon Ramsey. Now I am going to have the turkey sandwich I bought at TJ’s for dinner with some chips and a root beer made with real sugar. Yay, me.
Tired Jean is tired, and had a lot of pain today. It was worth it, though. The pain is because I went down to 8mg prednisone two weeks ago, and last week the pain startup up again in force. I am back to having ‘ow’ come out of my mouth as soon as I wake up, hobbling around, all the fun stuff. It’s hard not to be devastated when you have a, what? Relapse? But it’s happened enough that I can get through it. It is not fun, though. Disappointing, to say the least, when you can do things again and all of a sudden, you’re right back to NOT being able to do those things. I am hoping that the six weeks on each level of meds will give my body time to adjust and ease up on the pain. We’ll see. I did fine with going from ten to nine, with just a brief wobble, nothing like this pain. I am not going to waste energy being angry with the rheumatologist, but I have been through seven years of hell because of his callous disregard for the effects of prednisone, and prednisone withdrawal. If my opthamologist had not been appalled when I told him what had been going on all this time, I would not have been confident enough to ask my primary care to take over dealing with the prednisone. I am much happier about things now, thank you Doctor Fay. My eye doctor. Funny man. I like funny.
Also, I seem to have lost my phone. The fun just never ends. 🙂
Oh, wait, Tess found it in her car. Duh!