I did not want to wake up this morning. Or, I didn’t want to get out of bed. Or, I didn’t want to go to work. I would much rather have gotten back into bed. But it was Friday. I can sleep tomorrow.
My eye drop regimen dropped down to one drop three times a day instead of two drops four times a day, which was nice. I didn’t know exactly when I wanted to do my second drop. I settled at 2 pm being kind of in between the first thing in the morning and then before bed drop. It made more sense than the noon.
The eye was dry today. I’m pretty sure the doctor warned me about that. I actually did some artificial tears on it today, though I also used plenty of natural tears. It’s so easy for me to bring those to the surface. They’re always hovering just beneath. They probably will be for some time to come.
But even when Ambrose was alive my emotions were always close to the surface. Easy to call upon. It was not crying that used to be my issue. Tears have always come easily. A sensitivity that I used to think was a flaw. Thanks to Ambrose, I now consider it a point of pride. I am sensitive. I am fine-tuned. I am able to hone in on things that others miss.
I had several meetings throughout the workday, including a farewell party for a colleague. She wasn’t retiring, but she was leaving the university. Not precisely by choice, but leaving nonetheless. I wonder if I’ll have such a party when I leave, as I surely will someday. I’m not sure that I’d want one. I know I’ve made my mark at my workplace.
I made a TV dinner in the oven for dinner. I haven’t felt up to cooking this week. I should make another batch of pasta sauce soon. I’ve got one thing of ground beef left to use. And I really should do some beans with oxtails. A big batch to munch on for a while. I could even bring the rice cooker down if I do that to make rice to go with it. So many things I should do… but the number one thing for this weekend is continued rest and recovery. It’s frustrating not doing very much, but that’s what I’m supposed to be doing right now. I’ll walk to the mailbox in the morning, and I’ll drive to the transfer station in the afternoon and everything else is optional. If I’m feeling really energetic, I can drive down to Kelley Orchards and get some fresh fruit. I have plenty of pears from my neighbor, but I could use some peaches.
I’ll get a shower tomorrow. I was going to stay at a friend’s house in Nampa on Sunday since I have a Monday morning appointment, but there’s illness at her house right now so that’s a no-go. I’ll just have to get up and out of the house super early on Monday. It’s typically 90 minutes to Nampa, but arriving at 7:40 means I need to take into account the possibility of rush hour traffic and leave a bit earlier than 6:10. Ugh, like maybe 5:45? Maybe I should just get a hotel room for the night. There’s a hotel across the street from the eye place…
