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wombat_socho) wrote2024-10-31 10:36 pm
wombat_socho) wrote2024-10-31 10:36 pm
Entry tags:
- books,
- food,
- medical stuff,
- travel,
- work
...and back up again
So I finally got in to see Dr. Kletzky around 1700 - they're really working the poor guy to death in terms of patient load - and we talked some about my kidneys (he thinks they're OK) and my complaint regarding shortness of breath when I get back to Tonopah from the flatlands. He finally agreed to prescribe me an albuterol inhaler, and we'll see how well that works.
According to various e-mails and texts, I guess that I'm considered to be working out of Damonte Ranch (virtually) which puts me under Lindsay Desmond as MTL, and she seems confident that I'll be at least getting into the fulfillment network, which is good, because if I have to rely on dropoffs I'm not going to do jack shit this season in terms of productivity and commission. So that's good. I'll put in some time Saturday to get the AFSP done, and maybe another short course if I have any energy left after the AFSP. Lindsay also said that since I'm out here in the rurals, she won't be expecting me to show up for any in-office stuff.
The temptation to stay at Santa Fe Station and check out Shoney's was huge, but I scored an Elite King at the Stratosphere on Priceline for a ridiculously small amount, so that's where I went. Took on fluids at Sonic and also benefitted from a BOGO deal on entrees; had a foot-long chili dog and another plain foot-long, and topped that off with a couple spicy hate chikuns and a free frosted lemonade from CFA after resting a bit in my room.
Since I missed the Lake Mead Walmart on the way into town and was too late for the pharmacy at the one on Charleston, I headed for the Lake Mead store after grabbing brunch at the Jack & fuel at the Lake Mead Blvd. Maverik. Spent a lot more than I expected on groceries, but at least I have plenty of (cheap) English muffins, honey ham, and water additives to get me through until I pop down on the 14th for lymphedema and wound care appointments. I forgot the various dairy products I was going to get, but I did get the test strips, Claritin-D, and melatonin I needed, even if the OTC stuff was a pain in the ass since it was all locked up. Shoplifters need flogging or sentencing to the chain gang.
After that, I got a couple more Route 44 Sprite Zeros at the Sonic on Rancho as well as a couple of corn dogs, so I was pretty well set. Made good time getting home, since I only stopped in Indian Springs and Goldfield for urination, but by the time I got stuff sorted out and scanned it was too late to do catchup blogging.
I probably ought to fill out my ballot and drop it off at the clerk's office tomorrow or Monday. I like the local post office folks well enough, but I am not a trusting soul and prefer that my vote go straight to the ballot box.
After re-reading Alliance Unbound, I am anxious to reread the rest of the Alliance-Union books that focus on the merchanters, but weirdly none of them are on Kindle. So I ordered used paperback copies of Finity's End, Tripoint, Hellburner, and Heavy Time; I'll wait until tomorrow when my checks drop to order dupes of Merchanter's Luck and Rimrunners. I would have ordered the omnibus Devil To The Belt, but it's out of print and used copies are insanely expensive, so I settled for the component novels. Once I have them all together, I'll be poring over them to compose an up-to-date "history" of the Hinder Stars, and see if I can figure out if Signy Mallory is Tom Mallory's kid off the Miriam B. There are no coincidences, after all.
According to various e-mails and texts, I guess that I'm considered to be working out of Damonte Ranch (virtually) which puts me under Lindsay Desmond as MTL, and she seems confident that I'll be at least getting into the fulfillment network, which is good, because if I have to rely on dropoffs I'm not going to do jack shit this season in terms of productivity and commission. So that's good. I'll put in some time Saturday to get the AFSP done, and maybe another short course if I have any energy left after the AFSP. Lindsay also said that since I'm out here in the rurals, she won't be expecting me to show up for any in-office stuff.
The temptation to stay at Santa Fe Station and check out Shoney's was huge, but I scored an Elite King at the Stratosphere on Priceline for a ridiculously small amount, so that's where I went. Took on fluids at Sonic and also benefitted from a BOGO deal on entrees; had a foot-long chili dog and another plain foot-long, and topped that off with a couple spicy hate chikuns and a free frosted lemonade from CFA after resting a bit in my room.
Since I missed the Lake Mead Walmart on the way into town and was too late for the pharmacy at the one on Charleston, I headed for the Lake Mead store after grabbing brunch at the Jack & fuel at the Lake Mead Blvd. Maverik. Spent a lot more than I expected on groceries, but at least I have plenty of (cheap) English muffins, honey ham, and water additives to get me through until I pop down on the 14th for lymphedema and wound care appointments. I forgot the various dairy products I was going to get, but I did get the test strips, Claritin-D, and melatonin I needed, even if the OTC stuff was a pain in the ass since it was all locked up. Shoplifters need flogging or sentencing to the chain gang.
After that, I got a couple more Route 44 Sprite Zeros at the Sonic on Rancho as well as a couple of corn dogs, so I was pretty well set. Made good time getting home, since I only stopped in Indian Springs and Goldfield for urination, but by the time I got stuff sorted out and scanned it was too late to do catchup blogging.
I probably ought to fill out my ballot and drop it off at the clerk's office tomorrow or Monday. I like the local post office folks well enough, but I am not a trusting soul and prefer that my vote go straight to the ballot box.
After re-reading Alliance Unbound, I am anxious to reread the rest of the Alliance-Union books that focus on the merchanters, but weirdly none of them are on Kindle. So I ordered used paperback copies of Finity's End, Tripoint, Hellburner, and Heavy Time; I'll wait until tomorrow when my checks drop to order dupes of Merchanter's Luck and Rimrunners. I would have ordered the omnibus Devil To The Belt, but it's out of print and used copies are insanely expensive, so I settled for the component novels. Once I have them all together, I'll be poring over them to compose an up-to-date "history" of the Hinder Stars, and see if I can figure out if Signy Mallory is Tom Mallory's kid off the Miriam B. There are no coincidences, after all.