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Health: yay, yesterday i could breathe through my nose and today it even seems easy to do so. YAY. Christine loved my beaming smile when i cam back from my quick ten minute walk across the street (down to the creek, up the next hill, back to the creek, up the hill to home; elevation changes of about 30') breathing through my nose the whole time!!! Before surgery i couldn't walk far in our back yard [breathing through my nose] without feeling oxygen deprived!
There's some possibility that the 80 mg of prednisone the day before was elevating my mood and reducing the swelling. 40 mg yesterday, 20 mg today and that's the end of that.
And the prednisone (and/or the antibiotics) have made a difference with my throat: yesterday it was difference enough that 1000 mg acetaminophen every four hours took the edge off (and consuming fluids helped thin the mucus that would catch in the painful place and compound discomfort). This morning the acetaminophen can't have had time to take full effect, but it was definitely easier to eat.
Swallowing pain did wake me, but just once.
Yay yay yay. And i took today off for this very long weekend with, OMG where is that rain coming from? I have sweet potato starts arriving Tuesday evening and need to get beds settled. So glad i am not a farmer.
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It's an unsettling time of the year in some ways. Christine's father and my mother both died June 1. And while i celebrate our move to NC, the drive across country had some traumas that Christine has had a hard time shaking. Much to do with the elephants that dominated her life before the move in some ways. She was apologizing about not being stronger in dealing with some of the traumas, but i shared my memory of how much she carried. Sure, it would be lovely if we could go through the big changes in life with out all the other challenges making them harder, but pffftt.
I hope some day she can de-localize some of her frustrations. She links them with here, they're either related to typical American behaviors or to rural situations. Only the heat and humidity are really local. We could move somewhere else (in theory; my employer has been much more uptight about remote work since the pandemic) - but because Elephants i don't think she remembers the bad air days in California in the years before we moved, and she certainly didn't have the contacts with people who lived through some of those really bad years after we moved that i had.
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Hyperfocus lately on what to do with my fitness coach's departure.
( Paying for fitness coaching etc. )
There's some possibility that the 80 mg of prednisone the day before was elevating my mood and reducing the swelling. 40 mg yesterday, 20 mg today and that's the end of that.
And the prednisone (and/or the antibiotics) have made a difference with my throat: yesterday it was difference enough that 1000 mg acetaminophen every four hours took the edge off (and consuming fluids helped thin the mucus that would catch in the painful place and compound discomfort). This morning the acetaminophen can't have had time to take full effect, but it was definitely easier to eat.
Swallowing pain did wake me, but just once.
Yay yay yay. And i took today off for this very long weekend with, OMG where is that rain coming from? I have sweet potato starts arriving Tuesday evening and need to get beds settled. So glad i am not a farmer.
--== ∞ ==--
It's an unsettling time of the year in some ways. Christine's father and my mother both died June 1. And while i celebrate our move to NC, the drive across country had some traumas that Christine has had a hard time shaking. Much to do with the elephants that dominated her life before the move in some ways. She was apologizing about not being stronger in dealing with some of the traumas, but i shared my memory of how much she carried. Sure, it would be lovely if we could go through the big changes in life with out all the other challenges making them harder, but pffftt.
I hope some day she can de-localize some of her frustrations. She links them with here, they're either related to typical American behaviors or to rural situations. Only the heat and humidity are really local. We could move somewhere else (in theory; my employer has been much more uptight about remote work since the pandemic) - but because Elephants i don't think she remembers the bad air days in California in the years before we moved, and she certainly didn't have the contacts with people who lived through some of those really bad years after we moved that i had.
--== ∞ ==--
Hyperfocus lately on what to do with my fitness coach's departure.
( Paying for fitness coaching etc. )