Today I got off work early to go visit a specialist my boss refers to as "the Lungologist."
He's a card, that boss-'o-mine. A real card.
And he's really tired of all the coughing and hacking and wheezing still coming from my office, so he was glad to send me on my merry way. The verdict from said Lungologist was much the same as from the Primary Care doc.
Apparently he saw his shadow when he walked into the exam room and I have to go back in 6 weeks. After downing yet another round of antibiotics (stronger) and steroids (for a longer period of time) and breathing treatments (still). Lung function is down (surprise!) and there seems to be obstruction due to inflammation in my airways along with wheezing and hacking and coughing. Oh, and draining. Let's not forget the draining.
And then there are more little fun things down the road that we'll get into later.
All the medication has made it hard for me to sleep at night without taking even more medication, so I'm a little more tired than usual during the day. However, when I got home today both Little Man and Sweetie Pie were there! It's been a while since I'd seen them, so I was glad to be able to spend some time snuggling. Especially with Sweetie Pie, who is now a whole two months old. She and I snuggled up in the big brown chair, and she promptly fell asleep.
And so, wanting her to feel right at home, I did the same thing. With her right in my arms. I don't know about her, but I got a good thirty minute nap in right there before I left to go to my other job, and it made a world of difference.
Speaking of the other job, I got a chance to see a couple of movies this past week. Mr. Magorium's Wonder Emporium is a great little film for the kiddoes. It will spark all kinds of imagination in them. While the ending is kind of a letdown in that it's predictable and doesn't really go anywhere, I would say your elementary aged children would love it.
On the other hand, Fred Claus is more of a rip-a-tradition-apart-in-order-to-build-it-back-up and make-everyone-feel-good movie. It doesn't have bad language, but the moral lessons aren't really that great. It's kind of a trashy sentimental movie that I wouldn't pay to take the kids to see.
I've been working at the other job a lot this week on a special project that should bring in some much-needed holiday cash, but it certainly is taking a toll. Late nights, Dad cooking dinner, etc. It's a good thing this project is over after this week.
And with that, I'm calling it a night...or early morning...and turning in. G'night all!