Let's hear it for 5 day weekends
I ploughed away at my school work today from dawn until dusk, and managed to get a decent chunk of necessary tasks attended to. Why can’t all weekends be of the 5 day variety? Maybe I should start a petition going.
I dragged Gilly out of bed by 11:00 this morning. I plan to gradually bring him closer to a somewhat ‘regular’ schedule. The heavy duty meds are done for now, so he has a chance to recoup. He remained awake for most of the day; his energy level has improved. The fact that he continued to eat while on Temodal makes a huge difference, I find, to his general demeanor.
Tomorrow it’s breakfast in bed (if I cannot convince him to rise) at 7:00 a.m., because Yaron and I leave for Vanier by 7:00. I’m feeling refreshed, so I’ve already set out his lunch on a platter and my bags are waiting by the door. Jennifer from the CSSS will walk him through the steps of warming his lunch.
We have an appointment at the Jewish on Thursday afternoon with Dr. Kavan. My mom will get him there for his blood test and I will arrive in time for the actual appointment. We are coming from opposite ends of the city. My mom is saving me about an hour of travel time and another hour’s wait after the blood test, which allows me the opportunity to finish my work day (fieldwork supervision downtown). I’m grateful for the loving support, and Gilly is comfortable with the arrangement; he feels secure.
I feel as though, for the meantime, I have stepped off a treadmill that was set for a faster pace than I could keep up with. Next week it’s back to reality until mid-December. I’m in better shape both emotionally and physically after this week’s break from routine. Mid-term is practically upon us; where has the time gone? I’m thrilled to have made it this far into the semester with my head still attached.
I dragged Gilly out of bed by 11:00 this morning. I plan to gradually bring him closer to a somewhat ‘regular’ schedule. The heavy duty meds are done for now, so he has a chance to recoup. He remained awake for most of the day; his energy level has improved. The fact that he continued to eat while on Temodal makes a huge difference, I find, to his general demeanor.
Tomorrow it’s breakfast in bed (if I cannot convince him to rise) at 7:00 a.m., because Yaron and I leave for Vanier by 7:00. I’m feeling refreshed, so I’ve already set out his lunch on a platter and my bags are waiting by the door. Jennifer from the CSSS will walk him through the steps of warming his lunch.
We have an appointment at the Jewish on Thursday afternoon with Dr. Kavan. My mom will get him there for his blood test and I will arrive in time for the actual appointment. We are coming from opposite ends of the city. My mom is saving me about an hour of travel time and another hour’s wait after the blood test, which allows me the opportunity to finish my work day (fieldwork supervision downtown). I’m grateful for the loving support, and Gilly is comfortable with the arrangement; he feels secure.
I feel as though, for the meantime, I have stepped off a treadmill that was set for a faster pace than I could keep up with. Next week it’s back to reality until mid-December. I’m in better shape both emotionally and physically after this week’s break from routine. Mid-term is practically upon us; where has the time gone? I’m thrilled to have made it this far into the semester with my head still attached.
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