Jeff’s been pretty sick since Friday. He had been exposed to mycoplasma pneumonia and was showing all the symptoms of it. He was feeling so bad that it didn’t take much convincing to get him to go to the doctor. The good news, it turned out to be a pretty bad case of bronchitis. Now he has a bag full of antibiotics and a sore backside from a steroid shot. He could have and should have stayed home but he went in because they are shorthanded. He forgot his lunch, but fortunately I caught him while he was on his way to drop of the prescription for cough medicine.
My normal morning routine is to feed the “boys” their can of Fancy Feast. This morning I got sliced by the can lid - bled like a stuffed pig, but it finally stopped.
Decided that I would change the air filter for the air conditioner, figured with Jeff being sick it would probably help a bit. I get down to the unit and find water dripping out of it. I try to remove the filter and it’s soaked. Hmmm, wet & musty air being circulated throughout the whole house, no wonder Jeff’s sick. So I call our AC people (we are due for our regular maintenance anyhow) and get something scheduled.
I have a follow up eye exam scheduled at 2PM - my overpriced glasses are just not right, and when you pay that much for them, they will be right or someone might be wearing them in a very uncomfortable manner. While I’m there I figured I ask about contacts, but first the glasses need to be right. Well, it turns out the technician who fitted them, didn’t quite get them right so that problem is solved. Now back to my question about contacts. I’d worn them before so that shouldn’t be a problem, but it seems that my astigmatism just might be. The first test pair actually made my vision worse. The right eye had a lens for designed to correct the astigmatism but it wasn’t quite strong enough according to the doctor. The left eye had just regular correction, maybe it needed to have the astigmatism correction too “they” pondered. Off in the other room, I heard the doctor mention, “she just may not be able to wear contacts”. He came back and did some additional measurements and told me they would have to order another trial pair for me. They wound up sending me home with the toric lens in my right eye and the regular soft lens in my left. The doctor said I should just wear them for a few hours a day to get my eyes used to wearing contacts again.
On the way home I stop off at CVS to pick up Jeff’s prescription - thought I would be nice and get it for him. So I get it and call him to let him know I did. Did I ask if it would cause any problems with his high blood pressure - nooooo. So I head back in the store, the piped in music is playing Daniel Powter’s Bad Day.
