Tuesday, September 15, 2020

I don't think I did too great on my quiz.

I don't think I did too great on my quiz. I felt ready, but clearly I was not.

Thankfully, I don't feel like the world is over because of this. I'll just try harder next time.

For now, I'm going to give my brain a break and my plants some water. Things will probably be ok.

Monday, September 14, 2020

I still do this.

I still do this. A single Calculus problem will take a whole page because if I don't write down my steps - just the way I learned them - I get lost. Ain't no shame in my game! I will do what I gotta do! 😂😂😂


Sunday, September 13, 2020

Well, these were a foster failure. 😂😂😂

Well, these were a foster failure. 😂😂😂 We still have all of them except for the one in the top left. Little Bun passed away a few years back. So this is 3/10 of our cats.

Calypso, aka Club Soda (the white one) looks nothing like this anymore. She's dark all over now. And she's also the worst cat. 😂😂😂

Calculus is giving me LIFE today.


Saturday, September 12, 2020

Non-public addendum to my previous post:

Non-public addendum to my previous post:

I have updates about Shaun's dad and the whole visiting situation.

I can't really remember what I said about Shaun's dad's health except that he has 10% heart function.  I think that is all I knew about the last time I posted (besides his leg pain).  What I have learned in the meantime is that he's been living with 10% heart function for some years.  I truly think that being in the hospital freaked him out into thinking he was dying.  Like, soon, I mean.

Shaun's dad (Father-in-Law, aka FIL) has been having leg pain for a couple of months now.  It sounds like sciatica to me from his description.  Obviously I am not a doctor, but I just wanted to give a point of reference for anyone who's reading.  It sounds like nerve pain that is coming from his lower back / hip and radiating all the way down his leg.  It's gotten pretty terrible and he's had an epidural which helped for a while, but not long and has since worn off.

Shaun noticed about a week and half ago when visiting his dad that he's got a large swelling above his hip on his left side.  My guesstimate is that it's 6 inches long by about 2 inches wide.  He says it hurts (it's opposite the leg with pain).

Anyway, he finally got the scan that he was supposed to have done to see what was going on with his leg.  They didn't find anything affecting his leg and mentioned nothing about the lump growing on him.  What they did see was a tennis-ball sized spot on his lung (oddly, not on the same side with the abdominal swelling).

FIL says he's tired and doesn't want to go to Birmingham to another specialist.  He found one in Anniston (not any of the ones that were recommended by my friends, unfortunately).  They said they are going to treat this as if it's cancer until the biopsy comes back and shows otherwise (we will hopefully know something this coming week).  If it is cancer, it's close to the abdominal wall and may possibly be Stage 4 already.

Shaun's been calling daily and visiting at least twice a week.  I go if I can, but if I have a good reason not to I don't.  We are not fans of visiting anyone during a pandemic, but Shaun wants to go and he is an adult who can make his own decisions.  The only thing I can do is ask him to be safe and support him.  I have accepted this.  We are doing everything else to keep our risk of catching Covid low.  Hopefully, it will be enough.

Shaun was going to visit his dad today, but when he called FIL said that he was in too much pain and not good company so not to come.  That is a first.  I feel extremely horrible that he's home alone and in pain like this.  To me, dying is one thing - it's going to happen to all of us - but unnecessary suffering is something I have a hard time dealing with.  He does have pain meds, but they are useless against the leg pain.  My heart is aching and I don't know what to do.

I'm supposed to be studying, but I feel like I won't be able to concentrate until I get some things out.

I'm supposed to be studying, but I feel like I won't be able to concentrate until I get some things out.

In general I am doing ok.  The Cymbalta seems to be helping.  My sleep is a little janky still, but I think that can still work itself out.  I'm more motivated and active than I have been in months, so overall any negative like waking up in the middle of the night is by far outweighed by the fact that I can do things, and that I want to.  Maybe now that I have a little bit of energy I need to make exercise a priority.  Maybe I need to burn some of it off.

As far as I can tell I'm doing ok in my math class.  It's been a long time (about 3 years now) since I've seen Calculus, which is what we use to solve Differential Equations, but I feel like it's coming back to me and I have been putting in the effort.  We have our first quiz on Tuesday, so I guess then I'll see exactly how ok (or not) I'm doing.  Calculus is so detailed and I love it so I'm actually really enjoying the class, but one little mistake can throw the whole thing off.  Needless to say, the anxiety is real.

Besides that I am feeling super disconnected from so many people.  Obviously, with us staying in for 6 months now that was bound to happen.  But it's really more than that.  It's more like an emotional disconnect and it is really getting to me.  I have a few friends who I know are busy, but I almost never hear from them unless it's a meme even when I've shared that I'm going through stuff.  A great many people have disappointed me with anti-mask / anti-BLM / pro-Trump / "I'm going out even though it's a pandemic" posts and to be honest that has made me reevaluate a lot of relationships.

I feel like so many people are just... stupid.  Or worse, ignorant.  And I feel resentful because the pandemic could have BEEN over, and if we bothered to care about justice and equality then we wouldn't be so divided.  I don't know.  But a lot of stuff is getting to me and is on my mind and I don't even know what to do with it because it's not like I can fix any of it myself.  It's extremely frustrating and that is pretty much all I can say about it.  I mean, it's not really, but it's all I'm going to post on a public forum.

Well, unfortunately for me this was not cathartic in the least, so uh, enjoy, or something.  If you're not feeling too ok I guess take solace in the fact that you are not alone.