So, the big day is over and I lived!!!
I turned 50. I spend a lot of time yesterday thinking about the last half century. I got some text messages that made me roll my eyes, I got some that made me smile. I got wished Happy Birthday on Facebook from many people. I got to touch base with people who have made me smile for years. It was a good day.
I think one of the best things that I heard, yesterday, was that people where I work now actually were trying to plan on trashing my cube. I’ve never been one of the popular kids, and that meant a lot. It meant that I have found a group of people that I fit in with.
The snow was maybe a little overkill. Everyone was getting used to Spring weather and it was a small dose of reality that it’s still reasonably early spring and we can still get snow. We can still get accumulation. I’m thinking (given that it is in the 20s this morning) I might need a heavier jacket today… or I might just tough it out on my morning walk and wear my lighter jacket since it is going to be almost 50 by the time I can (maybe) come home from work. Getting closer to go live, working from home is harder and harder. Too freaking many meetings.
Taking stock… my Ra is… eh. This morning my fingers are a little achey. My knees have been a little on the bitchy side. But my infusions are still working. And even when I am late, even when I am very late, to get my orencia, it still works and works reasonably well. I’m not thrilled that I had to push my infusion by a week to go to Brazil again and that my next two infusions are going to mean 5 weeks instead of 4 weeks, each. But I have a taper pack of prednisone that should see me through a flare if it happens.
And this weekend, I’m planning on a long training walk (if I accidentally don’t have to work) to get ready for the race in June.
I’ve seen a lot in 50 years. I’ve learned a lot. I’ve learned that too many 60 hour weeks in a row are exhausting. I’ve learned that there are a lot of people like me. I’ve learned that people are people and some people aren’t very nice but the not very nice doesn’t have anything to do with where they are from or who they love. It has everything to do with the fact that they are not very nice.
I’ve learned that my dog is a pig, my cat is an attention whore, and coffee at 4 am can solve many of life’s lesser issues. Ice Cream Cake can solve just one or two more.
Now… for the next 50 years… what kind of trouble can I get in to???
Updated by April Wells
Update Date April 24, 2015
It was quite a weekend. I would SO much rather had not been on pager patrol for the weekend but it is what it is.
Friday I had the most horrible migraine. Nothing sort of migraine medicine and a sleep would help. I hate having those kind of headaches espeically when there isn’t anything I can really pin it to (like the headache I get when I don’t sleep enough or when I get dehydrated). It was really good that work was mostly quiet on Friday and I didn’t have to think too terribly hard. It would have been nice if I had gotten permission to work from home on Friday BEFORE Friday afternoon (sent the mail Thursday morning… I know where my mail ranks on EVERYONE’s list of “oooo… let’s read this” mails) but hey.
Saturday (Happy Birthday!!!) wasn’t too bad. Started out by getting paged and having to work… but… hey… We went grocery shopping (got squirrel girl some GIRL shorts and some tank tops… got skinny butt boy a Runescape card… got yummy cookies… and like real food and stuff too). I got a card from my wonderful Wyoming friend. That made me really smile. She is incredibly talented artist and i hope that she eventually realizes how wonderful her art is and does something with it. She could certainly use the validation from someone, she doesn’t get it nearly often enough and she has no idea how much her art, and her friendship mean.
Oh. And I got a perfunctory Happy Birthday text message… a surprise FaceBook message from my Sis (who NEVER EVER seems to get on the computer, which is why I treasure THIS so much) and had the most WONDERFUL chat with my mommy and my cuz that made me smile and cry and laugh and feel like I got a virtual hug.
Squirrel girl ran off with her peeps and hung with them all day. She claimed she felt really really guilty not staying home for my birthday (and it is SO much fun to poke her about it) but even when we went to dinner out, she didn’t opt to tag along. She and I did end up camping out in the back yard in the tent for the night, and it was wonderful to listen to the crickets and the owls and the trains.
Easter… Easter was interesting. After 3 hours working on pager patrol stuff in the morning, I hid baskets (19 year old’s was blue… 16 year old’s was white) and we had an egg hunt. I made a movie of the egg hunt, but because she asked so nicely (and because I like to have all of my body parts intact) I opted for uploading it to YouTube and making it such that you can only watch it if you have the link. Thought about posting the link to facebook and TECHNICALLY abiding by EXACTLY what I promised… but that would be cheating. I would really like to edit it, though, and paste in the part where it turned into a full contact egg hunt and they were brawling over one EMPTY plastic egg…
Ham and Scalloped potatoes were yummy for dinner.
Now, it is back to work Monday. I had a chat with the company head of IT about the fact that his kids are a lot like my kids and are older teenagers who look forward to basket hiding and egg hunts… and the fact that it means that they are great kids and that they have been raised right… they like spending time with the family and being around people who love them. That made me smile.
Now… jasmine tea and watching to make sure that the world is safe from data inaccuriacies…