I am so done with wind. There is so much stuff in the air and Brad and I both are battling allergies. Our M.D. called in a steroid dose pack for each of us to stop this crud before it gets worse. Neither of us can afford to end up with respiratory infections.
I had a dentist appointment this morning right after my regular chiropractic visit but decided to reschedule both of them to be on the safe side. Brad canceled a couple of appointments this week as well to stay in and get over this allergy crud. There is always the chance that it’s not only allergies and I’d rather be safe than sorry. Some things you just don’t want to share and a possible respiratory virus is one of them.
I made two trips to town today, first to pick up our grocery order, then for the mail, prescriptions, and the stuff I forgot to put on the grocery list. It’s all done and I don’t need to get out for anything else until the weekend so I’m working on my knitting and reading another Mitch Rapp novel.
We’ve been watching back-to-back episodes of The Incredible Dr Pol on National Geographic channel the past few days and now we are back to Forged in Fire with a new episode that started at 8:00 pm. It’s nice to have something to watch on TV while I knit, and the hand towel is coming along nicely.
The towel measures eleven inches wide and it’s nine inches long now. I’m not sure how long I want it to be before casting off. I have a couple of other hand-knitted towels that I can measure before I decide how long to make it.
The wind is finally dying down for the day. I’m tired of wind. It wears on my nerves and makes it difficult to deal with bad drivers and people who don’t listen. I spent entirely too much time on the phone trying to communicate with someone at the doctors office about the fact that our prescriptions hadn’t gone through at the pharmacy.
It’s not the first time. I’m not sure of the process, fax or email, but I know our doctor sent the scrips in right after she got off the phone with us this afternoon, just no idea why the pharmacy didn’t get them. I ended up sending her nurse a message on the clinic portal and got an immediate reply. She didn’t understand the problem either, but she got on the phone and spoke with the pharmacist as soon as she got my message. Problem solved. Next time I’ll skip trying to go through the front desk at the clinic and just message the nurse.
I thought I would try out an app for the clinic portal so I can use my phone to send messages when I’m not at home and I ended up uninstalling the darned thing. First off, Google wanted to be able to access my video and audio and they wanted me to engage lock screen. What a pain in the ass. I live a simple lifestyle and no one but me or Brad has access to my phone in the first place so there is no point in all of that nonsense. In any case, I can always turn on lock screen if I think I need it, which I don’t for now.
I am in the mood for a pot of homemade chicken soup so I’ll take some chicken and homemade broth out of the freezer to thaw for tomorrow. you just can’t beat chicken soup when you don’t feel well.
I’ve got some things to get done before I hit the shower and get ready for bed. Have a blessed Wednesday night, ya’ll.
Rural Texas Knitter 