Yesterday wound up being, quite literally, a long day. I was awakened early by the noise of trucks outside. I got up briefly, lay back down, and tried to get back to sleep, but Molly had other ideas; she jumped up and quietly explained "you're conscious, time to pet the cat." So I did that—and then my cell phone rang.
That was my PT office returning my voicemail of the day before, saying that yes I could come in at 9:30 instead of 2:30, so I said "see you then" and made tea. I wanted to reschedule because it's hot here again, and I wanted to get back without standing out in the heat waiting for the bus.
The physical therapy went quite well, except for the glitch where I angrily explained that I need not to be given contradictory instructions: one of the interns was having me do an exercise, and another interrupted while I was doing it to tell me to do it differently. But the ankle and wrist are both continuing to heal, and the shoulder-strengthening program continues on course. (I did have to ice the shoulder yesterday evening, though.)
We microwaved frozen Indian food for supper, because it was too hot to do anything resembling cooking. Fortunately,![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
cattitude has found a brand that is, if not impressive, actually food, and sells at least two dishes that are flavorful but not pepper-hot, so I can eat them.
We went to bed slightly late, but were thoroughly asleep when the building fire alarm went off at about 12:40 a.m. We pulled on clothes and shoes, grabbed our cell phones, and walked downstairs and out. My ankle didn't like that, but was okay once I found a place to sit down. (It's hurting some today, but I'm not sure of causality.) This time the firefighters went into the Safeway; the downside of living in the same building as the 24-hour supermarket is that it increases the number of fire alarms. It's not as bad as living in a dorm where all the rooms have fire alarms and almost nobody knows how to use them, but the alarms freshman year were less likely to go off when I was sound asleep.
When we got the all-clear we came back up, calmed the cats, made herb tea, and played Scrabble. It was a quarter to two when I went back to bed. I got up six hours later; between that and the heat, I made a point of doing my proofreading in the morning. I did find time this afternoon to look at the Hugo nominees for semiprozine and come up with a plausible 1, 2, 3 ranking among Lightspeed, Strange Horizons, and Beneath Ceaseless Skies. ("Plausible" in this case meaning that I didn't read any of them all the way through; I've sent the Hugo packet samples, and the sample for Andromeda Spaceways Inflight Magazine, to my kindle for later, but "later" will be after the ballot deadline, which is now 6.5 hours away.)
That was my PT office returning my voicemail of the day before, saying that yes I could come in at 9:30 instead of 2:30, so I said "see you then" and made tea. I wanted to reschedule because it's hot here again, and I wanted to get back without standing out in the heat waiting for the bus.
The physical therapy went quite well, except for the glitch where I angrily explained that I need not to be given contradictory instructions: one of the interns was having me do an exercise, and another interrupted while I was doing it to tell me to do it differently. But the ankle and wrist are both continuing to heal, and the shoulder-strengthening program continues on course. (I did have to ice the shoulder yesterday evening, though.)
We microwaved frozen Indian food for supper, because it was too hot to do anything resembling cooking. Fortunately,
cattitude has found a brand that is, if not impressive, actually food, and sells at least two dishes that are flavorful but not pepper-hot, so I can eat them.We went to bed slightly late, but were thoroughly asleep when the building fire alarm went off at about 12:40 a.m. We pulled on clothes and shoes, grabbed our cell phones, and walked downstairs and out. My ankle didn't like that, but was okay once I found a place to sit down. (It's hurting some today, but I'm not sure of causality.) This time the firefighters went into the Safeway; the downside of living in the same building as the 24-hour supermarket is that it increases the number of fire alarms. It's not as bad as living in a dorm where all the rooms have fire alarms and almost nobody knows how to use them, but the alarms freshman year were less likely to go off when I was sound asleep.
When we got the all-clear we came back up, calmed the cats, made herb tea, and played Scrabble. It was a quarter to two when I went back to bed. I got up six hours later; between that and the heat, I made a point of doing my proofreading in the morning. I did find time this afternoon to look at the Hugo nominees for semiprozine and come up with a plausible 1, 2, 3 ranking among Lightspeed, Strange Horizons, and Beneath Ceaseless Skies. ("Plausible" in this case meaning that I didn't read any of them all the way through; I've sent the Hugo packet samples, and the sample for Andromeda Spaceways Inflight Magazine, to my kindle for later, but "later" will be after the ballot deadline, which is now 6.5 hours away.)
Tags: