Here’s what happened in my life over the past week:
- I got home Tuesday night from 5 days visiting my parents and Grandma. Grandma enjoys having me there, but her dementia makes it exhausting. It was a bit frustrating that she kept asking how much I was working, which is not something she’s ever really done before and not something I want to talk about. She doesn’t remember that I have a mental illness, and there’s no point telling her since she wouldn’t understand or remember.
- I got an amazing response asking for people to participate in my emerging blogger series. There was one sour note, though. Someone submitted a post that was almost entirely plagiarized. I happened to discover this because I was googling to find a link to add to the text. It strikes me as so bizarre that in a community of writers there are people who think that plagiarism is ok.
- I had my appointment with the rheumatologist this week. He’s inclined to think that I don’t have lupus, but he ordered a bunch of blood tests and I’ll see him in a few weeks to review the results. This is kind of good, in that lupus wouldn’t be a good thing to have, but it also leaves me with no explanation for the assorted weirdness that’s been going on.
- The one night I worked this week was with a fellow staff member I’d never met before. During the shift we chatted very little, which was perfect for me, but then when the day staff showed up in the morning he was chatting away with them like they were bosom buddies (where on earth did that term come from?). I’m so glad he didn’t pull that social crap with me, which reminds me how much of a curmudgeon (and quite contently so) that I’ve become.
I was searching Pixabay for bicycle images, and this gem came up that I couldn’t un-see no matter how much I wanted to, so I thought I would share for a little cringeworthy fun.
Now that I’ve scarred you forever, how has your week been?