So, apparently I have a life outside The Untamed. Who knew?
(Nobody answer that, please.)
Last week, there was extensive nephew wrangling and Sprog is the best baby ever. BEST. He's four months old - well, he will be on Sunday. He's trying to roll! And he has such a wonderful giggle! He loves being lifted up high and swung around and OMG, I'm going to have to helicopter him when he's bigger, aren't I?
My poor back.
He's started to get interested in capturing his toes and he loves books that have bright colours in the pictures. He loves splish splashing in the bath and this week he started baby swim lessons which are like splish splashing in a REALLY BIG bath. My poor sister will recover from the terror of putting her baby in a pool soon. Hopefully before she reaches lesson three, "How to dunk your baby under the water".
Sprog managed not to pee down the walls of mum's sewing room (where his changing station was), which we were all very proud of. He fell asleep in my arms a couple of times and we spent hours playing and reading books together. Every time sis needed someone to hold the baby or watch the baby, I had a baby in my arms.
I've never had any desire to be a mother, but my goodness I will fight the world for this baby. I just hope that I can be the aunt he needs as he gets grows up.
So yes. My nephew. Best baby ever.
I was absolutely exhausted when they went home, but I also miss them like crazy.
This week has been back to work with a vengeance. Inbox filled with screaming. So many meetings. News that my project manager is leaving and I won't have a replacement for a long time, so I'm going to be doing a lot more project managing and politicking than I have been and I do not like the amount of time that takes away from getting actual work done.
I also had a meeting yesterday with someone who had been on furlough until this month. Most of the people who weren't on furlough know that I was being shielded and therefore my status as "person who has serious health issues" is now known to at least some senior people around the company. I don't mind, because I've established my reputation for my work so people know my health isn't a barrier to that.
But this guy didn't know and we were catching up on what happened over lockdown and my four months of not leaving the house came up and he looked so stricken. It was weird. I hate that moment where people suddenly start looking at me as though I might die on them tomorrow. I reassured him that I'm fine, as I always have to, and we moved on but...
I'm not fine. I've actually made a call to get some blood work done because I'm not fine. I'm having a colitis flare and I have been since...March?...and it's getting to a place where I know I can't manage it without help any more. Specifically, I'm pretty confident that I'm starting to get anaemic (hello hair loss, headaches, weird palpitations and breathlessness) and I should probably address it before it gets bad.
So I'm getting some blood work done next week. I could just call my specialist, but they'd tell me to go to the A&E and get intensively worked up and I'd rather have some picture of what's going on before I do that? I know it doesn't make sense, but I want to go into the next phase with some idea of what's coming for me. I know it's probably steroids and another medication change, that's inevitable, but knowing what my levels look like before I discuss it with my specialist makes me feel like I've got some kind of control over this.
And with COVID cases on the rise, I'd rather avoid hospitals if I can. It's probably a vain hope, but before I talk to the specialist, I want to know if things have reached a stage where I need to be admitted or if I'm safe enough to have treatment at home and only go to the clinic at the hospital.
The only up side to this global pandemic is that it's much easier to manage a colitis flare if you're not trying to commute on trains and work in an office.
So, that's the state of me this week.
The next post will be back to The Untamed :D
(Nobody answer that, please.)
Last week, there was extensive nephew wrangling and Sprog is the best baby ever. BEST. He's four months old - well, he will be on Sunday. He's trying to roll! And he has such a wonderful giggle! He loves being lifted up high and swung around and OMG, I'm going to have to helicopter him when he's bigger, aren't I?
My poor back.
He's started to get interested in capturing his toes and he loves books that have bright colours in the pictures. He loves splish splashing in the bath and this week he started baby swim lessons which are like splish splashing in a REALLY BIG bath. My poor sister will recover from the terror of putting her baby in a pool soon. Hopefully before she reaches lesson three, "How to dunk your baby under the water".
Sprog managed not to pee down the walls of mum's sewing room (where his changing station was), which we were all very proud of. He fell asleep in my arms a couple of times and we spent hours playing and reading books together. Every time sis needed someone to hold the baby or watch the baby, I had a baby in my arms.
I've never had any desire to be a mother, but my goodness I will fight the world for this baby. I just hope that I can be the aunt he needs as he gets grows up.
So yes. My nephew. Best baby ever.
I was absolutely exhausted when they went home, but I also miss them like crazy.
This week has been back to work with a vengeance. Inbox filled with screaming. So many meetings. News that my project manager is leaving and I won't have a replacement for a long time, so I'm going to be doing a lot more project managing and politicking than I have been and I do not like the amount of time that takes away from getting actual work done.
I also had a meeting yesterday with someone who had been on furlough until this month. Most of the people who weren't on furlough know that I was being shielded and therefore my status as "person who has serious health issues" is now known to at least some senior people around the company. I don't mind, because I've established my reputation for my work so people know my health isn't a barrier to that.
But this guy didn't know and we were catching up on what happened over lockdown and my four months of not leaving the house came up and he looked so stricken. It was weird. I hate that moment where people suddenly start looking at me as though I might die on them tomorrow. I reassured him that I'm fine, as I always have to, and we moved on but...
I'm not fine. I've actually made a call to get some blood work done because I'm not fine. I'm having a colitis flare and I have been since...March?...and it's getting to a place where I know I can't manage it without help any more. Specifically, I'm pretty confident that I'm starting to get anaemic (hello hair loss, headaches, weird palpitations and breathlessness) and I should probably address it before it gets bad.
So I'm getting some blood work done next week. I could just call my specialist, but they'd tell me to go to the A&E and get intensively worked up and I'd rather have some picture of what's going on before I do that? I know it doesn't make sense, but I want to go into the next phase with some idea of what's coming for me. I know it's probably steroids and another medication change, that's inevitable, but knowing what my levels look like before I discuss it with my specialist makes me feel like I've got some kind of control over this.
And with COVID cases on the rise, I'd rather avoid hospitals if I can. It's probably a vain hope, but before I talk to the specialist, I want to know if things have reached a stage where I need to be admitted or if I'm safe enough to have treatment at home and only go to the clinic at the hospital.
The only up side to this global pandemic is that it's much easier to manage a colitis flare if you're not trying to commute on trains and work in an office.
So, that's the state of me this week.
The next post will be back to The Untamed :D
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Date: 2020-09-10 10:16 am (UTC)Nephew sounds like the best nephew in the world (apart from my nephew obviously!) but yes definitely an exhausting experience looking after children!
Ahhhh these shows are giving me emotional hangovers!! They're so dramatic but at least the Untamed didn't break me at the end (just every other part 😂) unlike Guardian! Wonder how long we will hold out until the next one or do we need to wallow in our feelings a bit longer 😁
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Date: 2020-09-10 10:57 am (UTC)I should only need to be admitted if the anaemia is worse than I expect and I need transfusions *fingers crossed* Even if I have to switch to IV maintenance medications, those would be given every few weeks and I'd only need to be in a hospital for a few hours each time.
Nephew sounds like the best nephew in the world (apart from my nephew obviously!)
*fistbump of unity at having Best Nephews*
They're so dramatic but at least the Untamed didn't break me at the end (just every other part 😂) unlike Guardian!
I am still emotionally hungover from so many things, but somehow particularly this! Because it's the joyful kind of emotionally hungover instead of the "nope, can't look at any stills from the final three episodes, where is all the fix-it fic?" kind of hungover.
I'm just joyfully finding and wallowing in all the happily ever after fic instead :D
Wonder how long we will hold out until the next one or do we need to wallow in our feelings a bit longer 😁
I feel like I need to wallow for a couple more weeks...but I miss our evening get-togethers over these shows. So maybe start the next one later this month? 😂