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Jan. 7th, 2021 10:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
impyShower for Mom achievement unlocked!
I finally, FINALLY got my approval for my leave about uh... half an hour ago? I mean, they might've actually approved it earlier today but the official approval letter didn't hit my email til sometime within the last hour. So that's fun. It's good through 2/12, so we'll see how that works out. I've been a little stressed that the information the hospital faxed them wouldn't be enough or that they'd deny it for some petty reason and since they dilly-dallied so long in marking it received, I wouldn't have time to get the initial one sent back in on time since the paperwork was due the 5th.
Just in case you wondered- having to basically build my days around a million people stopping by, or calling or whatever is hell and I hate it. I am so very happy to have Mom home. I am less happy to have my days segmented in ways I can't really control.
And I love the Ozma dearly, but she's so very, very needy and it means that the few hours I could maybe do something to de-stress are basically spent trying to reassure her that yes, yes we're home. It sounds fun but gets real old, real quick.
While Mom was in the hospital I was speeding through books on my phone via the Libby app but since she's gotten out I've kind of stalled. Not sure whether it's because I had more time to read at the hospital or if hospital brain is just infecting everything. I have no real attention span to speak of and my ability to care about anything outside of a very small bubble is kind of non-existent.
So the storming of the Capitol on Epiphany? It's not that I don't care. It's just that it's not like anyone who thought about this for longer than 2 seconds didn't see this coming. The Orange Terror's not been subtle about his inability to go quietly and he's whipped up enough idiots into doing his bidding that, well, yeah. I will say that I was surprised by the cops opening doors and helping goddamn terrorists (because yes, that's what these dumbasses are) leave after they fucking stormed the goddamn Capitol. Like maybe pretend to do your job in front of the cameras just a bit? No? Okay then.
So I can muster up some rage without trying too hard, but I'm not one of those people who sat in a corner freaking out and hyperventilating as it unfolded. Which isn't a dig at those who did do that, particularly if you lived nearby or had loved ones who might've been in danger. It's just that I'm so far away from it and it's not unexpected and again, my ability to connect with Big Things is not really happening right now.
Sleepy now. Lots of shit to do tomorrow. Here's hoping I get the weekend off.
I finally, FINALLY got my approval for my leave about uh... half an hour ago? I mean, they might've actually approved it earlier today but the official approval letter didn't hit my email til sometime within the last hour. So that's fun. It's good through 2/12, so we'll see how that works out. I've been a little stressed that the information the hospital faxed them wouldn't be enough or that they'd deny it for some petty reason and since they dilly-dallied so long in marking it received, I wouldn't have time to get the initial one sent back in on time since the paperwork was due the 5th.
Just in case you wondered- having to basically build my days around a million people stopping by, or calling or whatever is hell and I hate it. I am so very happy to have Mom home. I am less happy to have my days segmented in ways I can't really control.
And I love the Ozma dearly, but she's so very, very needy and it means that the few hours I could maybe do something to de-stress are basically spent trying to reassure her that yes, yes we're home. It sounds fun but gets real old, real quick.
While Mom was in the hospital I was speeding through books on my phone via the Libby app but since she's gotten out I've kind of stalled. Not sure whether it's because I had more time to read at the hospital or if hospital brain is just infecting everything. I have no real attention span to speak of and my ability to care about anything outside of a very small bubble is kind of non-existent.
So the storming of the Capitol on Epiphany? It's not that I don't care. It's just that it's not like anyone who thought about this for longer than 2 seconds didn't see this coming. The Orange Terror's not been subtle about his inability to go quietly and he's whipped up enough idiots into doing his bidding that, well, yeah. I will say that I was surprised by the cops opening doors and helping goddamn terrorists (because yes, that's what these dumbasses are) leave after they fucking stormed the goddamn Capitol. Like maybe pretend to do your job in front of the cameras just a bit? No? Okay then.
So I can muster up some rage without trying too hard, but I'm not one of those people who sat in a corner freaking out and hyperventilating as it unfolded. Which isn't a dig at those who did do that, particularly if you lived nearby or had loved ones who might've been in danger. It's just that I'm so far away from it and it's not unexpected and again, my ability to connect with Big Things is not really happening right now.
Sleepy now. Lots of shit to do tomorrow. Here's hoping I get the weekend off.
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Date: 2021-01-08 06:08 pm (UTC)You have lots people stopping by? Are they crazy?! The last place I'd want to be in these pandemic times is around someone who just had major surgery 😲 Is there any way to politely tell them to back off and let your mom recover in peace? Or is she welcoming the distraction of having different people around?
This is gonna sound horrible, but is there any way for Ozma to spend her time meowing at your mom instead of you? Or does she already do that and you're trying to gather her up so your mom can have some peace? Cats get clingy at the weirdest times.
Your reading block sounds familiar. It's definitely stress-related. Maybe once this crazy settles down you'll find your mojo again 🤞
As for the latest round of fuckery... 🙄 It's happened before, it will happen again, so I say save your outrage for something worth the emotional toll. I basically ignored it while it happened and have continued to do so ever since. We all know what the outcome will be so why waste your energy? People freaking out on social media need to get a grip and take a break. Social media IS THE PROBLEM so give yourself permission to unplug for awhile. I promise, the world does not stop spinning.
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Date: 2021-01-08 06:43 pm (UTC)The people stopping by are all, so far, for Mom's home health needs. So there's OT, PT, the nurse to set the whole thing up, the nurse to set up PT even though she's not the one who will be doing the PT, the nurse to bring the stuff like a scale/blood pressure cuff/whatever item #3 is that I keep forgetting, and then my brother stopping by for various things. Yesterday he brought a friend to help clip the boy kitty claws, but other than that it's Mom stuff. It's entirely possible we'll add another person to the lineup at some point. I'm just very much a person who prefers to be at home and not have people traipsing in and out. I know this is extraordinary circumstances but still.
Normally I'd just pass the Ozma kitty to Mom, but Ozma's most favorite place to cuddle? Right on your chest or shoulder, which takes Mom out of the running. That and Ozma falls right on the line of Mom's weight restriction. Technically I think she's in the acceptable limits, but once she gets a case of the kitty crazies, she'd be dangerous. It'd be nice if she'd remember she likes to snooze on people's feet in bed. Maybe this weekend.
For the books, I'm also thinking I made the mistake of picking a book that seemed interesting from the blurb but is not what I was expecting. So I want to finish it, as I like it, but I was expecting something else entirely. Smart person would just come back to it at another time. Stubborn me isn't willing to give up just yet. :p
The plus side to the hospital stay is that it made it pretty much impossible to keep up with SM aside from IG, which for me is basically cat pictures, nail polish, and a few actual friends posting about their kids. FB is a bit harder but right now the almighty algorithm is showing me my fluff groups far more than anything else, so that helps. Definitely going to go back to ignoring the nextdoor alerts, though, unless they're about the wild turkeys apparently roaming the neighborhood. Those I want to see.
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Date: 2021-01-09 06:48 pm (UTC)Yoinks, poor Ozma! She's definitely gonna have her nose outta joint for awhile. Like I said, the cats get clingy at the weirdest times. I remember when I was the only one home during an extended family emergency, the cats who normally could care less about me wouldn't let me outta their sight!
I've curated my twitter feed to be cat posts mostly, plus choice AITA posts from Reddit and various friends/funny people/sports people. I use the mute button with abandon. I don't want to see political anything and when I do, I usually just roll my eyes and move on. Its not worth getting upset about, IMO.