I didn't fall asleep until two last night, which isn't unheard of, particularly on a night when I've been writing, but I wasn't last night. Then I woke up at 8 a.m. and couldn't get back to sleep. I've been dragging all day, but I am in a surprisingly chipper mood.
I did manage to get some stuff done that I have been putting off. I called the main doctor's office to follow up on referrals for my daughter. She was supposed to have them done for P.T. for the torn miniscus and for an orthopedist for the same reason. The P.T. has been approved by the insurance company, but the orthopedist referral hadn't ever been started. They said to go ahead and call the P.T. place. I hate it when we see someone who isn't our actual doctor. They always seem to drop the ball somewhere.
While I had them on the phone I had them ask to renew a prescription for my daughter and one for me. Her's is a powerful NSAID, but not a narcotic and mine is a narcotic. Both cannot have refills left at the pharmacy, but have to be called in each time. It used to be you had to go into the doctor's office to pick up the paper prescription, but that changed when Covid lockdowns happened.
Then I called the allergist to schedule an appointment for my son. That was no waiting time on the phone, thank goodness. It'll be a 3 hour appointment so he can get all the little pinpricks to see what he is allergic to. He can't be on anthistamines for 5 days beforehand. It's not until October, so he should have had time to settle into his job by then. Speaking of which, orientation is tomorrow (the time stamp is still off, but I mean the 30th) for 3 hours. I don't know why I'm so nervous for him, but I am not showing it at all. I don't want him to be nervous.
After that, I called the P.T. place, but still no referral on their end. *sighs* It's a bummer, but there's only so much chasing down I can do. And I don't know how far out they are scheduling. I need to make sure they actually sent it to the place I asked them, too, if I haven't heart in a place. It might actually be somewhere else as they do use another place sometimes. I've gone to both, but one is a lot closer to our house than the other.
The new drug continues to help a lot. I was able to wash my hair without any help from the husband today. Usually he has to wash my hair, because it is hard for my one shoulder to be held above my head that long. I have obnoxiously thick, long hair, so it isn't a quick shampoo, rinse, shampoo, rinse, condition, rinse. It is a longer process. It's still no fun bending over the kitchen sink for my back, though. And I had to do the towel on the floor, wipe stuff up with my feet method for the water I got all over the place. Then kicked it to the laundry room. But I still did it.
The part of the garden on the drip hoses got watered. Two more drip hoses arrived in mail today, a 25 foot to finish off the blackberries and huckleberry area and a 50 foot for the strawberry bed. I picked off some more of the potato flowers. I am about 2/3rds of the way through with that. I can only bend for a little bit before it starts to ache. I harvested my first zucchini and some of my cucumber plants have itty, bitty cucumbers on two of them and I have an tiny patty pan. My pepper plants have itty bitty peppers, and my tomato plants have some small and medium green tomatoes on them.
My lettuce is finally ready to be harvested. Planting late on that means no lettuce until practically August, but at least I have some now. It is leaf lettuce so I just take the outside leaves and more grows from the center. So a salad is on the meal plan for tomorrow. I think I'm going to go ahead and pull the onions. Transplanting them from the containers might have been okay if we hadn't had that excessive heatwave for so long, but the watering just couldn't keep up, so a lot of the greenery died. Better luck next year.
I forgot to mention in the last post that DH got crab on the weekend. He got 8, one guy only wanted two of his 5, from the second day of crabbing. The first day was for the "office" party for his group. It wasn't as big a showing as usual due to people still not being vaccinated and not wanting to go to large gatherings. The kids and I were sick with that stomach virus, so we couldn't go. DH ended up bringing back five crabs from the leftovers. DH got the meat all picked out of the shells and a lot of went into the freezer. I can't due the picking due to my RA. My hands just can't. There is one container in the fridge that holds 2 picked crabs' worth of meat for snacking. It's pretty good. Dungeness always is, though I prefer snow or King, they just aren't around here.
They hope to go out again, but not sure what the season will allow. They will be going fishing, though. The salmon haven't really started running yet.
DH still hasn't called the Fridgidaire people. I hope he manages to get it done this week. I really need to give the hog lady a head's up. I do almost all of the calling and appointment making, but DH is the one who can explain things with the freezer best, so he really needs to do it. My speech gets confused a little too easily these days and I fluster when I call unfamiliar places that aren't doctor's offices, because that is usually some variation on a long memorized script. It's the meds (not the new one), but what else am I going to do? I'm miserable without them.