Tuesday by the twos

Two miles.  The amount that I walked yesterday morning.  It seems like such a small amount but when you’re having breathing problems and it’s hella humid, two miles is a marathon.

Two minutes.  The amount of time it will take me to put on my running shoes and run a marathon as soon as my doctors figure out what is wrong and then ultimately fix it.

when you cant run

Two Days.  The amount of time until I actually meet with my new pulmonologist.  Also, an eternity.

Two movies.  I told you about one of these months ago but these are two movies that I simply cannot wait to see.

Love, Gilda

Three Identical Strangers

Two for the price of one.  A cassette tape in which I am auditioning to be a teacher, at 8 years old because yes, I thought I needed to audition.  So I reigned in my brother and sister and on that same tape my sister can be heard pretending to be Rosanne Rosanna Danna who stepped in cat poo and my brother, who is playing my student pronounces agent as ag-ant.  AG Ant.  I have that cassette tape in my possession and I am just waiting for the perfect moment to play it again.  Embarrassing two of my siblings at the same time.  Two for the price of one.  Finding a cassette player may prove to be  challenging…… and also I just dated the hell out of myself.

Never mind found it, AMAZON.

Two Dogs.  The amount I have and the little boogers who keep me somewhat in shape by insisting I walk them many times, every. single. day.  And feed them and pet them and give them snacks and take them for car rides and….

Two Birds.  Also the amount I have although I’ve released them countless times because they refuse to leave me.

Too Many.  The amount of peacocks and ducks that I feed daily in my yard.  Also why the two birds may be refusing to leave.  My shopping bill is huge.  HUGE.

Two hours.  The amount of time I slept last night because MacGyver is in Nokomis and it was eerily quiet without the soothing sound of his snoring.

Your turn, tell me something in twos. 

Still in Coney Island

This morning I had to take Hank to the vet for a checkup and bandage change.  They said that the wound is healing nicely and there is no reason to keep applying the spider bite ointment or the manuka honey.  They also removed some of his stitches but since he still has an open wound, he’s still hangin out in Coney Island.

Hank In Coney IslandBut those dinasour pajamas are the best, aren’t they?

This morning before we left our neighbor, Mr H. and his Grandson came knocking on the door.  MacGyver went outside to talk to them and was gone for about 15 minutes.  When he came back in he said they had actually been looking for me but he told them I was sick.

He said they had been sitting for a family member’s dog and it had gotten out and they needed my help.  MacGyver was able to help them find the dog but he said, ‘apparently everyone in the neighborhood knows your the go to for any and all pet situations’ and I said, ‘of course they do, I have a reputation, I am the pet whisperer.’

Have a fabulous weekend, I’m hoping to feel better by the weekend so I can run!

What if I could die without these pills, then what people?

A few months ago my doctor switched my thyroid medication from Levothyroxine to Nature Throid.  The changes that happened with my body after the switch were remarkable.  My blood pressure normalized, I didn’t feel the need to take afternoon naps and I felt more like myself than I had in years.

jumping

OH MY GOD! This is what normal feels like!

There was just one problem.  When I went to the pharmacy to have the medication filled they informed me that there had been a shortage and they could only partially fill my order.  They explained that this was normal with some medications and that by the time I needed more they should have them in stock.  I left the pharmacy with enough medication for the next 7 weeks.

I ran out of them over the weekend.

oh shit

OH SHIT!

I called the pharmacy that I originally went to and placed the order on their automated system and they said I could pick them up that afternoon.  So, late yesterday I went to pick up the order.  The pharmacist couldn’t find them so he went to the back for at least 10 minutes and then came back up front with nothing in his hands and I just knew.  They didn’t have them.  There is obviously still a shortage.

what the hell

Isn’t that just my luck.  I finally find a medication that is natural and that works for me and that doesn’t cause side effects and then just like that, it’s gone.  The pharmacist recommended that I call other local pharmacies to see if anyone has it in stock.

One day and about 300 phone calls later, I found 73 pills this morning.  At two pills a day, that should last me for almost 5 weeks.

better than nothing

Yes, I guess it is.

Of course based on my experience thus far, I’ll have to pick these up and then continue to make calls every day until I run out.  Otherwise, I will probably never find them again.  Stupid thyroid.  What the heck would I do if I needed these pills to live?  #Frustrating

Do you take any medications daily?  Why?