Happy Friday! I hope you’re doing well, dear readers, on this last Friday in March. Is it just me, or does this year seem to be flying by already?
One of the best things about Friday is being able to join Nancy at A Rural Journal for Random 5 Friday. I hope you will visit Nancy HERE and find other bloggers who are sharing their randoms.
|Chase Bird relaxing on Larry's lap.|
Chase Bird seems to be feeling better. It’s not that he had been sick. But he seemed subdued and was licking his fur a lot, enough to leave some bare spots.
He wouldn’t eat the hypoallergenic food, so taking that route to see if he had a food allergy didn’t pan out.
We are sticking to a few tried and true foods that don’t upset his stomach.
Larry and I have both noticed that he seems to be licking less. Fur is growing back in.
And he is playing more. I love to see (and hear) him galloping around chasing a stuffed mouse or other toy. He likes us to throw the toy out ahead of him so he can chase it and catch it.
I hope he has settled into his new life enough to feel less stressed. He is such a sweet boy.
|Chase Bird snoozing.|
Can you stand me writing about basketball a little more? Virginia plays Michigan State tonight in the NCAA college basketball Sweet 16. Michigan State will be a formidable foe, but I am hoping Virginia will win. Go ‘Hoos!
I got a haircut on Thursday. Larry had an appointment, and we see the same stylist. We were going to Lynchburg together—I had a doctor’s appointment—and I suddenly got an urge to do something with the shaggy mop I had been sporting. So I called up Jenny, who said she could fit me in.
She just trimmed it and cut some layers around my face. I want to keep it long enough to put up and braid.
She made it look so much better. I wish she could show up at my house every morning and style my hair for me.
I took a couple of selfies to try to show you the newer look, but they didn’t turn out well enough to share. I’ll blame it on the cell phone.
|A random photo of Larry walking along the Staunton River in early February.|
My doctor’s appointment was at 12:15. The doctor called me back at 1:15.
When I arrived, I was told he was running behind about 40 minutes. Could I wait? Yes, I told them. I came too far not to wait.
It takes me 45 minutes to drive to his office. That’s not terrible, but it’s in an out-of-the-way part of Lynchburg and the traffic to get there can be heavy.
He was running more than 40 minutes behind, obviously, but my irritation was outweighed by the fact that he’s a terrific doctor.
But I set my next appointment in the morning. I’ll be his second appointment of the day. He can’t be too far behind by then.
My doctor and I discussed several options to try to combat my tiredness. One of them is to take my depression medicine in the evenings instead of the mornings.
Seems simple enough, and I’m anxious to see if I notice a difference.
I usually take my medicine right after I get up in the morning. But an hour or two after I get up, I have been experiencing such fatigue that I feel like I could go right back to bed. I’ve wondered if it was the medicine, since I take a higher than usual dose.
I also don’t sleep well at night. I wake up every one or two hours.
So I hope to see good results from this small change. I’ll be working on some other changes, too, that I hope to share about soon.
Have a wonderful weekend!