Well, off he goes.

Jason went to take part two of the Certified Accounting Test. I feel that I have to spell it out because if people thought he was testing for the CIA it would be insulting.

I’m at the house today. There’s no real reason to go out save for dinner. But I had Red Lobster yesterday and would feel bad if I went there again today. I don’t want her or me to think that I’m imposing.

Besides, I guess I’m feeling tired. I * think * I slept well but I am fighting off walking pneumonia, apparently., according to the CT scan. I also surrendered 14 vials of blood for testing the other day. I guess it’s to be expected…? Maybe I’ll just do some cleaning and napping.

I’ll await a call or text from Jason declaring victory over part two of the now infamous test. I’m not sure how I’ll spend the time but napping sounds really attractive. I cleaned a lot yesterday but there’s still more to do.

I didn’t finish detoxing the kitchen after all the staining I did. The bathroom could use some work. The grass is starting to get up there but it’s rather hot out. I’m thinking about leaving that until Monday or Tuesday, if not Sunday. Depending on how things go.

Saturday is kind of a victory/Greenwood day.

So, I had my mid-morning Ensure. Will have egg whites and left over broccoli for lunch/dinner. Eggs and broccoli… well, maybe eggs. The broccoli will be later with the left-over salad.

Why is it important to note food? Because if I write about it, it’s more likely I’ll devote myself to eating it.

When Jason comes home, we’ll have a celebratory Fair Life – AKA – Protein Milk. We’ve tried to make it a tradition… to have one a day with each other.

He’ll veg Infront of FF16. I’ll probably polish his shoes since he has a multiple day meeting next week and will be staying at a hotel.

Then, I’ll hop on to the exercise bike and watch him play. Or pay half a attention while I catch up on Puzzle Quest and some other games I’ve become semi-addicted too.

Quick side note…. I am SO JEALOUS of my little sister’s hair. It’s thick, curly, and an absolutely beautiful color. It’s what my hair used to be before I wrecked it.

We’re all counting on Jason…. especially me… Good luck, although you don’t need it. We all know you got this. You know you got it. But we got to do something… so well wishes, hopes, dreams, but no pressure…. ha ha ha…. Good luck.

I don’t care for the local hospital but I can’t argue with their punctuality. A lot of my tests from just the other day have started to roll in. Actually, a lot of them have.

Good news –
I think my body is absorbing calcium and Vitamin D fine. Those numbers are high. The protein was low but with level although that’s 99% of what I consume – protein.

I absolutely do NOT have Celiac disease. I didn’t even know what was tested and am a little surprised since mom and little sister are/were intolerant to it. But I’m sub two%. I’m exceedingly tolerant of it. Everything looks good…

But… the thyroid T3 was exceedingly low. That was to be expected. The Armour Thyroid is what could have potentially caused a lot of bone loss and, without it, that number is probably a base line for how my new thyroid medicine will be adjusted. I’d hate to imagine what state I’d be in if my body didn’t absorb calcium and D3. Far worse than what it is, I’d guess.

My testosterone, while within range, is low. It’s 23. For women, 20 is the lowest and, from what I read, testosterone can very 30% throughout the day. I’m thinking that I might need a replacement like Jason does. That’s up to the doctor, of course, but a higher testosterone could help me rebuild muscles I need. That’d could be kinda funny if, in the house, both of us have to take male hormone replacement.

My body is also high on a hormone that is created before and during ovation. I had a total hysterectomy some six or seven years ago. No idea how this is there. I’m okay with it as it apparently helps provide a positive mental health state. Again… with how shitt*y I feel sometimes… what would I be without it…?

But I don’t know why or even how it’s being produced.

I don’t see the endourologist for two months but see the primary care in a couple of weeks. She may not be able to provide complete answers but maybe shed some light on some things.

The heartache continues…. Dion, a student, received an extension for a (Covid related?) miscarriage. The 28th was the last day she could turn in assignments and she did. She turned in the final, which is one of many major ones, she skipped.

It wasn’t cited, referenced, or really on topic. Rather, it was about how medical marijuana (her base topic) could help everyone and even her during her medical ordeal. She went into how awful it was to lose a child and a bunch of personal stuff. Understandable.

That’s not a compare/contrast paper written at a quasi-academic level. 40% out of 100% was the best I could do for her.

Based on the rubric, I scored it as high as I could. Went through her grades and added in a couple that she scored poorly an and said she would redo… which she didn’t. I found a quiz that slipped through the cracks and made sure it counted.

Her score went from F minus to an F.

I actually talked to her on the phone Wednesday…. which was a real cringe worthy blood loss day. I was supportive and understanding as possible.

But… despite all that… I got an email asking if she could have till the fourth to turn in more assignments in an attempt to pass.

I CAN”T grant that. I couldn’t even grant the first extension. All of that has to be approved via the college and I’m not sure if they’d have to pay me more. That would be a clear violation of my contract with them.

I had to refer her to her advisor and told her probably not.

F*uck it. I don’t know what else I can do. It is what it is, I guess.

So… yeah…. Hopefully I won’t piss them off enough to take me off the sheet for classes. I don’t know if I’d be able to find another college that would hire an anorexic potentially cancer riddled cis white woman who’s nearly 50.

I have two scheduled to start after Labor Day, but all work is conditional. Those could be yanked from me. If I can just get the October term… where I’ll just take one or none until February… until I safely know the insurance is secure…. I’ll be okay.

Yeah…. nap time I think.

Been sleeping a lot lately. It’s better than not getting any sleep like I was. Three hours a night was crazy.

Thanks for reading.