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Let me start by telling myself I should stop feeling guilty. Really. I don't need to lug all this angst around. It's not good for me or the baby.
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On the TMF front: For those who asked, ONLY blood labs were done at the ER that night. And to refresh the memory, his PCP is wanting to write this off as one hell of a panic attack.
He has gone to see a neurologist though. Someone in Clinics, Lisa. All I got out of TMF was that the Neuro was interested, but didn't feel overly concerned enough about a single episode to order expensive tests. So, no MRI, CAT, or anything else diagnostic in the near future as far as I know.
Also on the TMF front, although a bit older than the above info: He did finally get off his ass and ask his PCP about getting a sleep study. He's got chronic sleep issues, and we were worried about this affecting his school. PCP sent him one of those finger do-whackers that measure your blood oxygen levels (Medical types, help me out, I'm brain fried right now). No idea what the results on that were, but he also got scheduled for an actual sleep study, which he had done just last week.
Results from that are they want him to get a CPAP. Which he pretty much refuses to consider. He doesn't think he'll be able to sleep with it at all.
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On the home front: Plans are in works for rose transplanting tomorrow. Don't kill me, it's going to be in the mid 70's this weekend and I'm going to go dig in the dirt.
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Boss tried to call me in today to work. I'd like to help her out, really I would, but 6 days in a row makes me cherish those 2 days off even more now. I really wasn't looking forward to doing 7 days in a row, with 1 off and pulling another 6 after that.
I feel bad for telling her I had plans for tonight, but I just couldn't do it.
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My plans for tonight? Gonna cook me some dinner soon. Gonna turn on TV. And gonna play WoW probably and try to ignore the crazy stupid people who are driving me nuts.
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Oh, and there's no baby. I was just being a shit.
~*~
On the TMF front: For those who asked, ONLY blood labs were done at the ER that night. And to refresh the memory, his PCP is wanting to write this off as one hell of a panic attack.
He has gone to see a neurologist though. Someone in Clinics, Lisa. All I got out of TMF was that the Neuro was interested, but didn't feel overly concerned enough about a single episode to order expensive tests. So, no MRI, CAT, or anything else diagnostic in the near future as far as I know.
Also on the TMF front, although a bit older than the above info: He did finally get off his ass and ask his PCP about getting a sleep study. He's got chronic sleep issues, and we were worried about this affecting his school. PCP sent him one of those finger do-whackers that measure your blood oxygen levels (Medical types, help me out, I'm brain fried right now). No idea what the results on that were, but he also got scheduled for an actual sleep study, which he had done just last week.
Results from that are they want him to get a CPAP. Which he pretty much refuses to consider. He doesn't think he'll be able to sleep with it at all.
~*~
On the home front: Plans are in works for rose transplanting tomorrow. Don't kill me, it's going to be in the mid 70's this weekend and I'm going to go dig in the dirt.
~*~
Boss tried to call me in today to work. I'd like to help her out, really I would, but 6 days in a row makes me cherish those 2 days off even more now. I really wasn't looking forward to doing 7 days in a row, with 1 off and pulling another 6 after that.
I feel bad for telling her I had plans for tonight, but I just couldn't do it.
~*~
My plans for tonight? Gonna cook me some dinner soon. Gonna turn on TV. And gonna play WoW probably and try to ignore the crazy stupid people who are driving me nuts.
~*~
Oh, and there's no baby. I was just being a shit.
