Wednesday bring more antibiotics
Feb. 26th, 2025 08:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
walkitoutI went to my new PCP today and everyone was so nice! No problem parking. Pleasant waiting room; nice people waiting. The nurse who roomed me asked if I could be weighed today! Woot! I said, sure, and what number it would say (I was .4 pounds less than what I said it would be). She offered to chart what I said my weight was at home. Love this place!
They made sure I had been seated and calm for 10 minutes before taking blood pressure and made sure my arm was supported. I got the low end of what I measure at home! It’s been a couple decades since that was true — I’d started to doubt my cuff, honestly.
I got the referral I wanted. A student came in to poke at my face and answer questions about it. I got another week of Bactrim, sigh. Oh well. NP thinks the dermatologist may just yank the whole thing out tomorrow. That’d be awesome, altho I personally doubt that will happen. I think they’ll want the infection calmed down a bit more, but you never know. NP says that if I didn’t already have the dermatologist appointment tomorrow, she would have tried to clean it out some.
We did go to the therapist (all three of us). R. picked up A. while I was getting my antibiotics from CVS (another $1.20), and then I joined them. We had a nice conversation. It started off on something R. and A. had been talking about in the car, but I diverted to the conversations A. and I had been having about a student at school who is trying to get a borderline diagnosis (*let me just point out the incredible self-insight that adolescent must have to ask for that as a teen*). We had a nice discussion all around, that ultimately started poking at A.’s really high degree of commitment to making sure the people around her are happy. somehow, being in public school apparently resulted in some weird flavor of Stockholm Syndrome in my daughter. Probably very common, actually, now that I think about it.
In any event, it made me optimistic, because not talking about stuff isn’t usually helpful, and sometimes once you start talking, things improve very quickly. Fingers crossed.
In a weird development, when JB at the builder went over to Mercier to try to find a better option for the curved wall in the pool room, Mercier found some Forbo commercial wetroom product that they can order from Australia (!), and a Roppe baseboard to go with. I had actually seen the Forbo product online, but never brought it up, because I figured N (the architect) would have a really negative reaction to the word “vinyl” (we’re calling the siding “polymer”, apparently, whatever). When JB was talking about it during the OAC meeting on Tuesday, she said, I bet you already know about this. I was like, I bet I don’t. She showed the web page and I was like, actually, you were right I did know about this. LOL. Fingers crossed this all works out; it would be a fantastic solution and really help with acoustics in the pool room.
They made sure I had been seated and calm for 10 minutes before taking blood pressure and made sure my arm was supported. I got the low end of what I measure at home! It’s been a couple decades since that was true — I’d started to doubt my cuff, honestly.
I got the referral I wanted. A student came in to poke at my face and answer questions about it. I got another week of Bactrim, sigh. Oh well. NP thinks the dermatologist may just yank the whole thing out tomorrow. That’d be awesome, altho I personally doubt that will happen. I think they’ll want the infection calmed down a bit more, but you never know. NP says that if I didn’t already have the dermatologist appointment tomorrow, she would have tried to clean it out some.
We did go to the therapist (all three of us). R. picked up A. while I was getting my antibiotics from CVS (another $1.20), and then I joined them. We had a nice conversation. It started off on something R. and A. had been talking about in the car, but I diverted to the conversations A. and I had been having about a student at school who is trying to get a borderline diagnosis (*let me just point out the incredible self-insight that adolescent must have to ask for that as a teen*). We had a nice discussion all around, that ultimately started poking at A.’s really high degree of commitment to making sure the people around her are happy. somehow, being in public school apparently resulted in some weird flavor of Stockholm Syndrome in my daughter. Probably very common, actually, now that I think about it.
In any event, it made me optimistic, because not talking about stuff isn’t usually helpful, and sometimes once you start talking, things improve very quickly. Fingers crossed.
In a weird development, when JB at the builder went over to Mercier to try to find a better option for the curved wall in the pool room, Mercier found some Forbo commercial wetroom product that they can order from Australia (!), and a Roppe baseboard to go with. I had actually seen the Forbo product online, but never brought it up, because I figured N (the architect) would have a really negative reaction to the word “vinyl” (we’re calling the siding “polymer”, apparently, whatever). When JB was talking about it during the OAC meeting on Tuesday, she said, I bet you already know about this. I was like, I bet I don’t. She showed the web page and I was like, actually, you were right I did know about this. LOL. Fingers crossed this all works out; it would be a fantastic solution and really help with acoustics in the pool room.