Weekend Wrap-Up

Weekend wrap-up

wrapping paper, ribbon, and twine

Here’s what happened in my life over the past week:

  • Thanks so much to Megan of Megan Writes Everything for including me on her 7 Best Mental Health Blogs on the Internet list!
  • Also thanks to Rory of A Guy Called Bloke for gifting me a compliment for my post on pandemic life for a pre-existing hermit.
  • I’ve noticed that I’ve started doing this weird cross between grunting and non-musical humming.  I think it started during the sinusitis to keep my airway clear from post-nasal drip, and now I continue to do it without actually intending to.  It’s weird in the sense that it’s not something I ever did before, and now I do it a lot.
  • I was supposed to have an appointment with a notary public this week to prepare a will.  The appointment was booked a month ago, just before things started getting really crazy with COVID-19.  Anyway, I didn’t hear from her that the appointment was cancelled/changed, and I checked their website the day before to see if there were any updates, and it only said they weren’t seeing people as drop-ins, so I turned up at the office for the appointment, figuring they’d come up with a sufficiently social distanced setup for seeing people in person.  She reacted like I was the corona monster coming to try to get her, and in a horrified tone said that obviously they weren’t seeing people in person.  Um, and I was supposed to mind-read that?
  • Speaking of the corona monster, a post of mine from early March, Coronavirus (COVID-19) โ€“ The Facts, continues to get views and even pingbacks from other people linking to it.  I decided this week to go back to each of the posts I’d done one COVID-19 and add a notice they were older posts that hadn’t been updated.  I find it a bit scary that a post on the coronavirus that’s over a month old is still getting traction when things are evolving so quickly.
  • My current favourite thing is raspberry lemonade, made from the earth-shattering combination of lemonade and real raspberries.  How is this earth-shattering?  I’d only ever thought to have the pre-made stuff that probably hasn’t been within a mile of an actual raspberry, and using actual raspberries tastes so much better!
  • My poor little Butternut injured his eye early in the week when he managed to get a piece of hay lodged under his eyelid.  He’s been remarkably tolerant of me flushing his eye to keep it clean, but as has been the case since I adopted him, the hard part is picking him up.  I have to back him into a corner of the cage, and he still tries to wriggle out of my hands when I grab him.  He’s quite the feisty little monster.
guinea pig butternut wrapped in a blanket
  • A few weeks ago I had requested discharge summaries from my past hospitalizations so I’d be able to give them to my doctor to include with his portion of the disability benefits application whenever I do end up applying.  This week I received records from a couple of hospitals, and the one where I had my first hospitalization interpreted my request for a discharge summary to mean a request for my entire chart โ€“ all 2 months’ worth.  I’m not impressed.  That was not an easy time; I hated the hospital staff and thought they were incompetent at their jobs, and I don’t think they were fans of me either.  I’ve been told that the asshat of a psychiatrist put borderline personality traits on my discharge summary, not because I have them, but because the stigma around BPD is such that “difficult” patients (which I certainly was) get labelled as having BPD, as those things are somehow seen as synonymous.  That kind of stigma is lazy and has no place in mental health care โ€“ and certainly not in my chart.  Anyway, I’ve put the whole thing in a box and shoved it under a bed hoping that I forget about it, but what I foresee happening is a day sometime in the future when my mood is crap, I’ve had too much to drink, and I haul it out, read it, and get pissed off and start trying to send angry messages to people.  At some point, I’ll have to get my friend or my brother to extract the pertinent bits and then I guess I’ll burn the rest since I don’t have a shredder. Sigh.  So much for thinking it would be easier for me to just gather the records on my own than to bother my doctor’s office with having to track them down.

As guests on my blog this week, I had:

How has your week been?

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45 thoughts on “Weekend wrap-up”

  1. You’re such a good piggie-mama! Good that you received the files and I hope that they won’t bother you that much.
    I applied for a job this week but haven’t heard back. Corona measurements are being prolonged ’till the 3th of May,which makes me happy. I officially moved in with Pierre, we did the paperwork. We celebrated till deep in the night and I slept for 2 days straight after that. Guess I’m not as recovered as I like to think sometimes. ๐Ÿฅฑ

  2. I hope Butternut is all fine and doesn’t have any issues from his eye injury.

    Having your medical notes written in a wrong way like that because they have a problem is wrong.

    I have never had raspberry lemonade. Not even strawberry lemonade, which strawberries are more my favourite than raspberries. It sounds like your raspberry lemonade drink is refreshing.
    How did you have the raspberries. Did you have them floating in the glass, or blended? I’d like to give this a try one day.

    I have been losing track with my days this week. I think as a friend said, it would have been the bank holiday that would have done it, as well as having stuff on my mind with mum.
    Otherwise, a normal week as it can be while living in a new government routine.
    I had a bit of a melt down on Friday and I promised myself I wouldn’t cry when back home from work again. I felt confident on that. But I ended up crying again. I am fine now though, as can be.

    1. I’m glad you’re feeling better than ypou were yesterday.

      I put the raspberries in a jug with the lemonade, and mashed them up a little bit with a spoon to release the colour and flavour.

  3. The lemonade sounds nutritious! Unfortunately, it would give me heartburn; I stick with non-citrus fruits. My week was alright. Samey same. A migraine this morning sent me back to bed, but luckily the meds worked so Iโ€™m slowly getting up now ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. I think I get that grunting-humming thing. I often have winter bronchitis and then I turn into a living snot & mucus factory, ๐Ÿ˜€ it can last for weeks and then when it’s finishing or even when it’s already fully over, I still do that grunting stuff for some time before I get used to that I no longer have to do it, and sometimes straight after it finishes it feels like something is still in my airways even though there is not so it takes time. Maybe it’s the same for you.
    Mmm, I’m actually not a big fan of lemonades and similar things, but a lemonade with real raspberries sounds quite cool.
    Poor Butternut. ๐Ÿ™ I really hope he recovers speedily. It’s good that he is so tolerant of the drops though, my Mishmish gets conjunctivitis quite often, that’s the only bigger problem with his health really which I am so happy about, but he seriously hates eye drops and will do anything not to have them. And he doesn’t like being picked up either, but he has gotten used to the latter more than to the drops.
    Gosh that BPD thing is so awful! It’s just so sick that they would say someone has BPD traits just because they didn’t like them, just of plain maliciousness due to the patient being “difficult”. So unfair to you and people in the same situation, as well as all those who do have BPD.

    1. Yes, that’s just like what I’m noticing!

      Poor Misha โ€“ that’s too bad he gets conjunctivitis so often. But better to put up with drops and hate them than to have constantly inflamed eyes.

  5. Oh my!! Those bad record keepers. If it’s any consolation, I don’t think of you as being remotely borderline, like at all!

    I can totally relate to the noise-making. I hum, sing, wail, moan, yawn loudly, the whole shebang. I’ll be wandering through the kitchen and I’ll randomly start singing, “I am sixteen going on seventeen; I know I am naive. Fellows I meet may tell me I’m sweet, and willingly, I believe.” Yeah. It’s a wild household I live in.

    And you know I agree about your lawyers. That’s awful. No one can be mindreaders during this time, and the implication that we’re all stupid and should be reading minds is offensive. I sort of wish you’d said, “Well, I’m not as smart as you. I haven’t passed the bar.” [Snort.] Oh no, LOL. Oh, never mind. You were seeing a notary public, not lawyers.

    Oh, poor Butternut!! I can’t believe he gives you a hard time when you come at him with eye medicine! Sneaky little guinea.

    My week was pretty good! As usual, I don’t remember much of it! But I think it went well!!

    1. Butternut has never liked being picked up. To some extent it’s a reflex for guinea pigs, because a lot of their predators would come from the air, but he’s the spazziest one about it.

  6. Younger Child: water, squeezed lemon, freeze-dried strawberries. Occasionally chia seeds (aka tooth destruction vehicles). Yesterday, also ice, frozen mango, maple syrup, blended into a slush ๐Ÿคค

    You are a wonderful caregiver re: eye care

    Answer: Pissed about the past
    Question: what is 60% of our time spent being?

    Saw Bonaparteโ€™s Gulls today. Handsome little gulls with black heads. Hope your BBQ woodpecker found a mate. Saw two Hairy Woodpeckers mate yesterday

    1. I’m always a bit leery of gulls because they seem to poop as much as the guinea pigs do.

      Woodpecker porn – fun times! My little guy has a mate, but she has her own roost somewhere, and I haven’t seen her lately. I was quite excited when I found out how to tell male and female apart. I had guessed based on size, but now I know my little dude has a dark moustache.

      1. Mustaches: Not a lot of shaving in quarantine lol

        Birds only have one excrete hole so they pee/poop at the same time. Thus, volume probably seems high. The white waste is pee. Darker is poo.

  7. Congrats on making the best mental health blogs list, you deserve it! I’m really sorry about the inaccurate notes on your medical record – that is so wrong and unfair. And sending get-well-soon wishes to Butternut! You are a good guinea mom ๐Ÿ™‚

    1. Thanks! Butternut seems to be doing well so far, so hopefully it will continue in that direction.

      I found out about that diagnosis several years back, actually when I was in hospital and challenged my involuntary commitment, and at the review panel hearing the hospital doc mentioned that previous discharge summary and said the diagnosis on it was incorrect. So I’ve known that part for a while; I just don’t want to know any more than that about it.

      1. Aw, I’m glad to hear that! And ah – that makes sense. That is still frustrating, though. I wouldn’t want to read into the details of that either (and if I did read the details I would probably also want to rip it into pieces).

        1. Yum yum. His original name when I adopted him was Oreo, but I already had an Oreo. His buddy’s name is Peanut, and Butternut was the next -nut name that popped into my head.

  8. Fell in love with butternut – wishing him good health. Also am a huge fan of raspberry in general ๐Ÿ˜ Thanks for sharing. By the way, please join my blog too, with notifications, if you find it interesting – let’s grow together!๐Ÿ˜Š

  9. Wishing Butternut good health. And omg at the stigma of BPD being wielded against you. ๐Ÿ™

    Hugs, I always look forward to your writing even if I don’t always have things to say.

    I’m hibernating (?)… I just lack energy a lot, and that dismays me because I love the WordPress community.

  10. As always, your writing gives me a good chuckle ๐Ÿ™‚ Butternut is a trooper, what a cutie. I hope you performed your grunting hum for the notary, you scary corona monster. Lemonade, Yum, sounds delish. I would be pissed about the chart as well. The paper work that I have from the behavior center has doctors on it that I never even saw. They released me after one night, and no one has called to check in on us. I shake my head in disbelief.
    It’s a mad mad world…..and you’re awesome to go back and put a disclaimer on your corona posts. You rock!

    1. It is a mad world, and we crazy folks make up a very small portion of that madness.

      Maybe I need to come up with a whole corona vira costume and song and dance routine and go around scaring the crap out of people.

  11. Poor Butternut! I’m glad he’s letting you help him to heal, nothing worse than a stubborn pet who doesn’t get that you’re only trying to help.

  12. Hey Ashley – l am glad you liked the compliment and thank you too ๐Ÿ™‚

    Do you still have the nasal drip? Does it come and go or is it with you permanently? I ask, as Suze now has this and suffers terribly with it.

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