surprises in the moonlit night
Oct. 15th, 2024 11:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_siobhanYesterday I watched a squirrel run across the sidewalk with a full slice of pizza dangling from it's mouth. Ah, autumn in Toronto.
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Things have started leaving the house again this week. I was officially in taking-it-easy mode for the last month - although I might have pushed that 20lb limit slightly once or twice - but this morning I had the follow-up appointment that gave me the all-clear to start hauling boxes and other heavy things as of today. Stretching my arms to the very top of my range is still a slow and careful thing but the scars will get more flexible as I continue to heal.
That means I should probably also do some of the housework I've been putting off. It's been... piling up a bit. Prior to the my surgery I put together a long list of physically low-impact things I could accomplish around the house while I was off work. I did not do one single thing on that list.
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Yesterday was Thanksgiving in Canada. I can't cook for shit, but the gf is an amazing cook and she made duck for dinner. Sooo good.
And my sister, who has been living in Europe for the last 13 years, decided that she's really excited about being able to celebrate Thanksgiving now that she's back in Canada. So she hosted a family dinner on the weekend. I have been trying to get my family to stop making plans that mean being unmasked in a restaurant without much success so after stressing about it a bunch I finally texted her back and said I would come and hang out, but that I would be remaining masked while I was there because none of them take precautions. We had a brief argument about it, and I was honestly kind of dreading having to argue about it again once I got there.
But it turned out to be fine? She set up a small side table in the bedroom, closed the door, and left the windows open all day. So by the time everybody sat down to eat I could take my plate in there and eat away from everybody else in a ventilated room. When I left she told me she thought I was being unnecessarily paranoid but, "It's your health, so you get to make the call." Which was... honestly better than I expected?
I saw an article last week that the FDA has approved a combined flu/covid RAT for home use and it apparently has a much lower false negative rate than the 4 year-old RATs we're still using here, so I'm hoping I can get my hands on a few boxes before Xmas. And I'll need to sort out a booster soon. Hopefully at a time when I have a couple of days off after to deal with the ass-kicking it gives me.
So you know, still chugging away.
***
Things have started leaving the house again this week. I was officially in taking-it-easy mode for the last month - although I might have pushed that 20lb limit slightly once or twice - but this morning I had the follow-up appointment that gave me the all-clear to start hauling boxes and other heavy things as of today. Stretching my arms to the very top of my range is still a slow and careful thing but the scars will get more flexible as I continue to heal.
That means I should probably also do some of the housework I've been putting off. It's been... piling up a bit. Prior to the my surgery I put together a long list of physically low-impact things I could accomplish around the house while I was off work. I did not do one single thing on that list.
***
Yesterday was Thanksgiving in Canada. I can't cook for shit, but the gf is an amazing cook and she made duck for dinner. Sooo good.
And my sister, who has been living in Europe for the last 13 years, decided that she's really excited about being able to celebrate Thanksgiving now that she's back in Canada. So she hosted a family dinner on the weekend. I have been trying to get my family to stop making plans that mean being unmasked in a restaurant without much success so after stressing about it a bunch I finally texted her back and said I would come and hang out, but that I would be remaining masked while I was there because none of them take precautions. We had a brief argument about it, and I was honestly kind of dreading having to argue about it again once I got there.
But it turned out to be fine? She set up a small side table in the bedroom, closed the door, and left the windows open all day. So by the time everybody sat down to eat I could take my plate in there and eat away from everybody else in a ventilated room. When I left she told me she thought I was being unnecessarily paranoid but, "It's your health, so you get to make the call." Which was... honestly better than I expected?
I saw an article last week that the FDA has approved a combined flu/covid RAT for home use and it apparently has a much lower false negative rate than the 4 year-old RATs we're still using here, so I'm hoping I can get my hands on a few boxes before Xmas. And I'll need to sort out a booster soon. Hopefully at a time when I have a couple of days off after to deal with the ass-kicking it gives me.
So you know, still chugging away.