This last week was painfully busy at work - punishment for only having a 3-day week the week before, I'm sure. I finished the week by celebrating a co-worker's 60th birthday;
After work on Friday I had another 6 week check up with my doctor for my thyroid levels. He was very happy with my T-3 and T-4 levels this time and went ahead and gave me enough prescriptions to keep me happily drugged up until next spring. The pig hormones are definitely working better for me than the synthetic, but I can still tell I'm struggling.
While I was at the doctor's office I missed a call from Susan C. who is back in P-town for the next four months to have baby (boy) number 3! We have a hot date to get together next Tuesday night while Chris is out of town for work. That way I don't have to rush to get back to work (like during lunch) or home. I also told her that her tenant was supposed to be coming by my house that afternoon to drop off her rent in cash since her check bounced (again). We sat around all day waiting and waiting, and of course the 40 minutes we were gone at the gym from 8:30 to 9:10 pm is when she stopped by! Never fails. But....she did drop off a treat basket from her garden which almost made up for the whole debacle.
So far, today has involved me glued to the kitchen table cranking away on monthly and quarterly reports for the church, the absolute bane of my existence. I only took a break long enough to run to CVS to pick up my new prescription and get something to drink;