Toffee somehow injured her paw today and while she is not exhibiting pain or limping or anything, she's leaving spots of blood all over the place and I'm walking around behind her cleaning. The floors look GREAT but I have to spot clean the couch with our cute little dirt devil upholstery cleaner. Now I'm very thankful I didn't get to it last weekend when the boys were away.
We're keeping an eye on her. I think she just skinned one of the paw pad dealies. Nothing catastrophic, and she's good at letting me hold her paw and compress it with gauze.
Yes, we'll keep an eye on it, and we're not going to the emergency vet for a boo boo of this nature. This does not boo boo emergency rank.
Work was insane, again. But I'm caught up on new tickets (mostly) and have a ton of tickets that are open waiting for me to reply.
Around 3pm I realized I needed a break. It was hot out. The rain was not coming. I got the hose and watered the plants. We have peppers! The dill is ready for me to do something with! Tomatoes! green and not ready but, TOMATOES!
I forgot to take pictures. I just wanted to do the task.
Back to the grind. It was after 6:30pm and I said fuck it all and Fuck this WEEK. This week has been a year. My work son lost internet today around noon and the internet provider forecast that they'd have it back on by 9pm tomorrow night so he packed up and went to his parents. It is a 2 hour drive or something. He got there and they didn't have internet.
Bless him. Bless that gift he received. You can't do work if you don't got the internet. Oh whelp.
So I decided after reading one last bonkers crazy ticket that I'm eating dinner, and I am taking a walk. I was only at about 4k steps and usually by that time I am around 6k. So I went.
I want to plot out an acutal (safe) 5k route so I can practice for August, and I thought I did good and got to 2 miles but. Not quite. Okay. Next walk do the same, and turn left. Go up to the big park. Loop back around, go through that neighborhood, cross the street at the light. Also, I could just run it on the treadmill. I haven't run in a while. Zero running miles this week. Good walking miles, but. No running.
Wish me luck.
Anyway.
My people are in Chicago tonight with a certain band having a blast. I'm jealous I'm not there but honestly, I couldn't hang tonight even if I wanted to. My brain just would not be in it. Soon, friends. Soon.
On that note. Off to bed. It is supposed to pour tomorrow, so I am not sure what we'll do. I will try not to answer helpdesk tickets. maybe.
Digits!
digits
exercise: 12/12 hours. Big Long After Dinner Walk solo. 32 min/1.77 mi; 10k+ steps by bedtime
blood glucose:
9am: 106
4:45pm: 150
11:30pm: 126
food & meds:
9am: jardiance + phentermine
12:30pm: bowl of BLT salad
1:30pm: met+glip
6:30pm: 2 nice pieces of pork loin and about 6 pierogis
gin+tonic
7:30pm: met+glip
8pm: bowl of caramel corn and mixed nuts mixed together
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