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So it's been two years since I posted.
Since the previous post:
No new diagnoses, but I'm now taking new diabetes meds, and they're working out really well. We'd had previous discussions of "well if you can control everything you eat then you don't have to take a pill" and I finally explained that I already take a pill for my dumb brain, and if I can take TWO pills and get to enjoy eating, that's fine! So that's what we're doing.
Little old lady cat Woesie is off to the Great Beyond (with her siblings and Grimmy), and all our outside strays have sailed off across the sea as well, and then our rambunctious boy-cats are turning 5 this year. Checky is ridiculously badly behaved at times, but we love each other and that's plenty enough for all the head-bonks.
I am still a librarian, now with 2.5 years of experience. I have so many plans and ideas, and I have from now until I retire to try to do all of them. I'm apparently really good at event creation, and maybe I can teach some other folks, too. I'm currently starting the outline for my April event hand-outs, and imagining what August stuff is going to look like.
My parents' health continues to decline, but just in a way to make them miserable, not in a way that's Approaching The End. I know what to do when we get to the end of things, but getting from here to there is still a bit foggy to me. They live two hours away, so every time I need to help them out, it's two hours down, two hours driving them to the doctor (who is usually 5 minutes from my house) and then repeat in reverse. It's exhausting, and I've let them know that I don't want to be doing that when I am 60, so if things go as I think, we'll have a few years to argue that out.
I think it'd be nice if they lived in the senior living down the street from where I work; they'd have people to talk to, and a nice outdoor space with plenty of community events (it's accessible for wheelchairs, too), and I could stop by during lunch three or four times a week. It would definitely be nice for me, at least.
But they still live in their nice quiet house in the country, which they love, even though none of their friends can visit (their friends are older and in worse shape, mostly) and even though their internet is absolute shit and worse than dial-up. Although they're working on setting up something better for that last-- I can't wait to be able to show them how to stream movies, or send them videos, or even video call.
Since the previous post:
No new diagnoses, but I'm now taking new diabetes meds, and they're working out really well. We'd had previous discussions of "well if you can control everything you eat then you don't have to take a pill" and I finally explained that I already take a pill for my dumb brain, and if I can take TWO pills and get to enjoy eating, that's fine! So that's what we're doing.
Little old lady cat Woesie is off to the Great Beyond (with her siblings and Grimmy), and all our outside strays have sailed off across the sea as well, and then our rambunctious boy-cats are turning 5 this year. Checky is ridiculously badly behaved at times, but we love each other and that's plenty enough for all the head-bonks.
I am still a librarian, now with 2.5 years of experience. I have so many plans and ideas, and I have from now until I retire to try to do all of them. I'm apparently really good at event creation, and maybe I can teach some other folks, too. I'm currently starting the outline for my April event hand-outs, and imagining what August stuff is going to look like.
My parents' health continues to decline, but just in a way to make them miserable, not in a way that's Approaching The End. I know what to do when we get to the end of things, but getting from here to there is still a bit foggy to me. They live two hours away, so every time I need to help them out, it's two hours down, two hours driving them to the doctor (who is usually 5 minutes from my house) and then repeat in reverse. It's exhausting, and I've let them know that I don't want to be doing that when I am 60, so if things go as I think, we'll have a few years to argue that out.
I think it'd be nice if they lived in the senior living down the street from where I work; they'd have people to talk to, and a nice outdoor space with plenty of community events (it's accessible for wheelchairs, too), and I could stop by during lunch three or four times a week. It would definitely be nice for me, at least.
But they still live in their nice quiet house in the country, which they love, even though none of their friends can visit (their friends are older and in worse shape, mostly) and even though their internet is absolute shit and worse than dial-up. Although they're working on setting up something better for that last-- I can't wait to be able to show them how to stream movies, or send them videos, or even video call.
