English Boys in Every day scata

4/16/19
3:00 am

The above song is by my friend, Ciel Gloss. Give her a like and a share, m’kay?

I’m super annoyed that I am awake right now. Granted, I went to bed and actually fell asleep quite early (early for me, anyhoo) around 9 or so, and I did lay around having a pity party most of the day yesterday, but still. I should be sleeping. After tossing and turning for 2 hours I again, said “fuck it” and got up.

Everything still hurts, and I still can’t breathe, but it’s better than yesterday. I know that I’ll feel absolutely horrid by noon. ooh I better put some cold meds in my pockabook now, or I’ll forget.

Because I can’t sleep I decided to actually look through the promotion tab in one of my gmail accounts. One of the junky emails I get is from “Ask A Prepper”. Very right-wing, 45 is the saviour type of site, which makes me cringe every time I look at it, but they do have really good info and tips. Made me remember to finish rotating my emergency food. I started to do it, then “oh a shiny thing!” happened. The tote is still out from under the table. Even with Adderall I’m easily distracted. Sometimes it’s because my body says “I’m going to make you hurt.” and I have to stop, but I think it’s more of a shiny thing problem. So I have a bunch of stuff I have to take out and replace. I also need to get the dried beans into some mason jars. I don’t know why I haven’t done that. Probably because I’m a dumb ass.

It also made me think about putting my “work” back pack in the blazer. It has a stethoscope, bp cuff, pulse ox, and I think a thermometer. Not sure about that one. hmm Anyhoo, I’ll have to replace the batteries in the pulse ox and thermometer. I just don’t know where the fuck to put it in the blazer. The back seats are folded down to hold all my supplies, and I even stick the cordless Dyson on the floor of the passenger seat. … … yeah. I gotta look at it and figure it out. And I need to get a first aid kit for the pack, too.

Why do I want my work pack? Because something might happen to one of my clients, like HR’s wife. With all her health problems, and her fall risk, I’d like to be prepared, y’know?

Ok. I’m going to shut up, now.

6:20 pm

What? Did I jinx myself? Yes I fucking did.

I was at Braggarts house this morning. He complained that he was tired, sleeping a lot but not feeling rested, and a nagging headache, and a little dizziness. While I was busy doing something he went outside without Jack, the doggo, which is odd. He came in and sat on the couch. I asked if my vacuuming was going to bother him, he said no, he could put on close caption. I kid you not, he was sitting there for two minutes and he was out like a light. I banged the couch on purpose with the vacuum and he did not budge.

Yes, I was worried. He has high blood pressure, on meds for it, or it could have just been his allergies causing the headache and dizziness, or, or, or.

All I know is that I seriously wished I had my bag with me so I could have taken his damn blood pressure.

He woke up when I shut the vacuum off and it got quiet. He apologized to me for nodding off, and I said it was fine, but told him to take it easy the rest of the day, and to call Idjit doctor if he starts to feel worse. Told him not to just blow the symptoms off because it could be any number of reasons why he feels like crap, and he shouldn’t take any chances.

Tomorrow, I only have GH and RR to clean, so… yeah no. not going to say it. … I’m just going to find a place for my “work” bag somewhere in the Blazer.

See ya.