Monday, February 04, 2019

2019 A Lot

My parents are going to be moving out of the house they have lived in for decades. They have lined up a potential buyer of the house who is being very understanding about a move out timeline.  They have found an apartment in a senior community that meets their needs.  Over the next several months, I’m going to need to help with the keep/purge process. In terms of stuff, I think I have dolls, an old oboe, and a karaoke machine, and clothes remaining. My parents? Holy Jesus. My dad is a borderline hoarder so good luck with that! They are both very excited and relieved to move to the next chapter of their lives. I’m excited for them and slightly sad to say goodbye to my childhood home. It’s odd that even though I have so many painful memories that happened in the house, it was home and I’ll miss it. Ironically, my roommate’s parents are moving as well from PA to MO to be near her sister.

This past Saturday, I brought home a two month old tuxedo kitten I adopted from the Animal Rescue League of Boston. Her name is Seraphina, Fi Fi, for short. It all happened in a week! A friend shared a post about a rescue litter being fostered. I contacted the foster mom, we met the litter, and fell in love with Fi Fi. She is doing so great. We had a safe room all ready for her. We let Shanna look into the carrier when we first brought her home. No hissing, no growling from either. Just neutral curiosity. I parked her in the safe room and let her out to explore. Phil was really curious so I left the door open. He hissed, growled, and ran away. Fi Fi looked startled but didn’t care. She chowed on her food.

I left the safe room door open. Phil settled across the hall just observing her. She sat across from him snoozing in her carrier. After a while, she came out to explore. Her main exploration room was the living room. She enjoyed all the toys and scratching posts. Phil got a little too close to her liking. All 1.5 lbs of her hissed and growled at him, he backed off. Ohh karma is a bitch Phil, huh? She is very chill, curious, and confident. Phil and her had several run-ins when she scared him off.  I made sure to play with him and give him loving. She slept with me overnight basically in my armpit. When she’s bored of sleeping, she nibbles on my arm.

This morning Phil and Fi Fi were a lot more relaxed around each other and were kind of playing. She is the perfect addition to our feline family. I’m so happy!

Saturday, January 12, 2019

The Lyft Chronicles

Since I don’t have a car, can’t drive for 6 months, and started anticonvulsant meds; I have been utilizing Lyft regularly. I am so dizzy on Levitiracem (aka Keppra), I can barely stand steadily on solid ground. In theory these side effects should settle down once my brain gets used to the new chemistry. I acclimated on a half dose after a week. I just started a full dose. Wish me luck!

I have really enjoyed talking to my drivers and being a passenger through Boston. Thursday morning, I had a quiet driver who put on his own music mix full of late 80’s/early 90’s rock which I LOVED! Richard Marx, Madonna, to Roxette. As I heard the intro of each song, I’d gush, “Oh my God I loved this song!” There have been a couple drivers who know people who have had seizures so I get some great tips/feedback from them. One of my favorite drivers was a fellow true crime lover so we recommended movies/series to each other – I really need to delve into Whitey Bulger.

Since I’m an extrovert, these drive chats feel like a shot of espresso that pumps up my happy meter. It’s part energizing, part therapy, and part venting. Oh man, some trips are purely complaining about Trump. We’re either pissed, exhausted, or flabbergasted.

My one complaint about Lyft is the city mapping weirdness. Getting picked up at work, I cannot get a car to pick me up on the correct side of the street. But if I used the address to the restaurant across the street, I get a car on my side.  Weird!

Another bonus from the trips is I get to play Goldilocks with all these different cars. I’ll be on the market for a new to me car around June so now I get to check out city mileage, braking, blind spots, and passenger seat space. I really hate stupid seat belt set up. If the seat buckle disappears into the seat cushion or is right next to the middle seat buckle, I hate you.

Sunday, December 30, 2018

Keppra Zombie

Well, I have slowed brain waves and irritability in my frontal lobe so it looks like I did have a seizure. I have been on 750 mg of Keppra for five days. I am dizzy, sleepy, and slow thinking all the time. The dosage is doubling next week. I really hope these side effects improve as my brain gets used to the medication! Coffee and food seem to help.

Saturday, December 15, 2018

Phoenix Year

In 2018, I...

- had a biopsy
- got a new pet, Phil
- got a new job
- lost a pet, Stella
- totaled my car
- have a new medical situation

People, I am EXHAUSTED!The neurologist thinks I might have had a seizure that caused my accident. I'm getting a sleep deprived EEG and echocardiogram next week. The doctor wants me to start Keppra. Since I'm getting off Amlodipine (horrible drug BTW), I'm waiting for that to be out of my system before starting another med. I'm not driving. I can't drive for six months if it was a seizure. I get to avoid winter with a car in Boston - woohoo!

I'm doing pretty okay about Stella. We had a different kind of closeness since she didn't really like being touched. I fed her, got scratches and licks from her. Occasional snuggles on her terms only. She is definitely in a better place with no pain. I'm yet again impressed with the staff at Angell MSPCA. They treat pets like their own and show owners such patience and empathy. Our cat, Shauna, is still looking for Stella in our apartment but eventually she'll get it. Phil was confused/concerned but seems okay.

I'm starting my new job Monday Dec. 17. I'm excited, a little anxious, but ultimately happy. The people I interviewed with all seemed very nice. I'm going to reign in 100% me for a bit until I suss out the office vibe. I can't whip out my Marvel bobbleheads on Day 1, you know? I first interviewed for this job November 19 so technically I did get a job by my birthday, November 22.

There has been an ah ha moment for me about my health. The accident and some conversations with my brother have gotten my head straight about things. I've always been overweight and both sides of my family have weight issues. But that is no excuse to give up on being healthy. I realized that being so overweight with all the lovely health issues in addition worries people who love me. Since I love the people in my life, I want to save them hurt or anxiety. No cookie or dish of ice cream is more important than my brother or parents. If I can't get healthy for me, I can for them. I'm using this site and am really pleased so far. The next phase is checking out the gym a block away from me. Come at me 2019!

Friday, December 07, 2018

December 5 & 6

December 5:
- Stella is bleeding from a lump on her belly. Rush her to Angell that night.
- On the way home from Angell, got in a car accident that totaled my car. Roomie and I walked away bruised and cut.

December 6:
- Accept a job offer!!! Start date is December 17. HR person told me that the consensus after my interviews was that I was the only one they wanted

Sunday, December 02, 2018


I started taking ACE inhibitors along with diuretics for my blood pressure Nov. 8.  On Nov. 23 I had to go to the E.R. I had really bad heart racing/palpitations and dizziness. They only happened once or twice a day in the week preceding but on the 23rd, I had a dozen in a row just sitting down quietly in the living room. My roommate was away visiting her family so since I was alone, I texted my brother who took me to the E.R. I get really upset every time I need to go to the hospital because it's scary and I have bad memories from my stroke.  I was hooked up to an EKG, gave blood, and urine. After about 3 hours, my heart wasn't acting weird and everything looked fine so I was sent home with instructions to get an appointment with my doctor and stop drinking coffee. My theory is that I had a bad reaction to ACE inhibitors. My father is allergic to them and vasodilators can cause palpitations. Giving up coffee has been so painful. I usually have 1 to 2 cups a day but that kept me going man... My doctor and I talked about the situation. I'm now on calcium channel blockers and as long as I can go 5 days with no heart weirdness, I can go back to drinking coffee. December 5 is my potential Coffee Day.

Stella has had a bunch of bad days last week but seems to be rallying even though she has lost a ton of weight. She eats, pees, poops, and runs around like normal but mainly she sleeps. I just want her to be comfortable and take the dying decision out of my hands. I just don't have the bandwidth to put another one of my pets to sleep. You know?

You know My Pillows? I got one about a year ago and loved it. But over time it's novelty wore off. I had the darnedest time getting comfortable. Plus my back and neck had been hurting.  Then I stayed at a Marriott hotel for a family wedding. Oh my goodness, I woke up feeling like I slept on a cloud. Their pillows are fantastic. Now, I'm a proud owner of a Pacific Coast down pillow and am sleeping like I'm in heaven.

There is possible forward movement on the job front. Just cross your fingers and send good mojo! Also, here is a picture of my grandmother in her twenties, me in my forties, and my grandmother in her eighties. Definitely not adopted.