Tuesday night I took my last antibiotic from my 12 week regiment. It was good to have that done and am trusting the C-Diff does not return. I am optimistic since I had that negative test about 10 weeks ago. We will see what happens.
I baked Jim a big batch of Snickerdoodle cookies today. He was almost out of them. He should have enough now to last several weeks. I love baking cookies and he loves to eat them. I may bake up a batch of peanut butter cookies for the grandkids tomorrow. I like to have some in the freezer so when they ask for some I can take them over if I don’t have time to bake.
Last night I handled nine calls on the hot line. They were very busy when I signed off but I had been on for three hours and had reached my limit. The last call I handled was a suicide that met all the requirements to get the supervisor involved. I was able to talk them down and they promised to text back in if the urge came back. The supervisor monitored what I was doing but didn’t have to jump in. It is nice to know they are watching and are there in case the call goes bad. Had a couple other suicidal people but they didn’t ladder up to getting the supervisor involved. I have another shift tonight.
Took another long nap this afternoon. I didn’t sleep well last night. I think the sound of the wind kept waking me up. We had a wind gust of over 51 MPH today and sustained winds of 25 – 30 most of the day. I almost put rocks in my pockets to go down to take care of the chickens this morning. The girls came out to eat the oats and sunflower seeds but when I would look down this afternoon most of them were inside out of the wind.
We had left overs for dinner tonight – well Jim did and I fixed a piece of salmon for myself. I needed the refrigerator cleaned out to make room for eggs. The dogs got a special dinner tonight as they got some left overs too. We are pretty good at using up left overs but there always seems to be some that we don’t get too. I have hamburger thawing for tomorrow night but no clue what I am going to fix with it.
Tomorrow I have to give myself two shots of the cholesterol medication. I need to remember to take some Benadryl 30 minutes before I inject myself. I hope the welts don’t come back as the other ones are just now going away. I really don’t want to have welts on my thighs all the time.
I told Jim at dinner tonight I don’t know how the days manage to slip away and at the end of the day I really have no clue what I did all day. I don’t know how I ever managed to raise kids and work back in the day. I just don’t seem to be able to muster much productivity most days. I haven’t even started a knitting project. Not quite sure where the hours go. I have gotten really good at doing nothing.
No plans for the weekend and nothing special on the calendar for next week. I look forward to watching the inauguration on Wednesday and will breathe better when it is safely completed. I worry about what violence is going to happen next week. Nothing I can do about any of it so it is a waste of energy to worry. Oh how I wish this great divide could be healed. It seems to be growing wider instead.
Grateful for left overs, grateful for the work I do on the hot line, and grateful for the smell of homemade cookies baking earlier today.