Here’s what happened in my life over the past week:
- A huge thanks to everyone for your kind comments on my post earlier this week An Identity Milestone: No Longer a Nurse. I really appreciate it.
- Now that I don’t have access to the extended medical insurance plan through my former employer, I’m cutting back the frequency of massage therapy appointments. No massage this week. Boooooooo.
- I’ve randomly been rather sleepy this week. I’m sleeping fine, so not sure why I’m yawning all day.
- My building had a planned power outage for several hours yesterday. I wasn’t happy, but I was prepared… and then it didn’t happen. That kind of thing always makes me so grateful that electricity is so readily available the vast majority of the time..
- Butternut has been extra-spazzy lately. One day this week i was getting ready for bed and heard a kerfuffle in the bathroom where the boys hang out. Butternut had bitten Peanut, which happens sometimes, but he managed to hit a fairly significant blood vessel, because Peanut was bleeding a fair bit. I got Peanut set up in his blanket fort in bed with me so I could put pressure on it and keep him warm. That worked, and I fell asleep with him still in bed. I woke up and found him looking scared huddled at the opposite corner of the bed. I guess my snoring scared the bejeezus out of my poor little man. Now he’s back to his usual self. I’ve made some changes to their setup, but I think if there’s another major bite I’ll have to house them separately.
Instead of a guinea pig video, we have a me video. There isn’t really much out there online showing psychomotor retardation, so I decided to post an example. I already knew that I tend to look up at the ceiling when I’m having trouble with word-finding (although the rate-limiting step isn’t finding the word cognitively, but rather finding and implementing the associated motor script).
I didn’t realize how much I blink while doing that until I watched the video, although now that I can see it, I realize yes, that’s a consistent thing. I wonder if that has to do with activating the brain’s motor cortex as I fish around for how to say a word; I’m quite sure the blinking doesn’t happen when I’m searching for a word to type. My speech is particularly bad right now because I ran out of my stimulant medication a few weeks ago, and I haven’t decided yet what to do about that.
Casper is reminding me that it’s time for afternoon treat. When she knows I’ve actually got a treat in hand, she sticks her little face out as far as she can. You can’t tell from this picture, but she’s very good at making eye contact when she wants something.
How has your week been?