Staycation's over

I am sitting here, waiting for the oven to finish warming up so that I may bake a cauliflower pizza. I haven't wanted one for months and months and months.

To bring y'all up to speed, last week I took Middlest to get a couple of fillings and the initial work on replacing two crowns. I also had a checkup with my herpetologist hematologist and another iron infusion two days after that.

I went to see the wound care specialist, who declared that the rogue eczema was technically not a wound and got me a quick referral to a dermatologist. I quite like her, and I now have two steroid creams: one for my forehead and jawline, and another for my legs. All of which are recovering steadily.

I had my appointment for a replacement driver's license, as the one which the state mailed out in March never arrived. The new license came in today's mail, so that's that for several more years.

This week we had Fourthborn's disability hearing and will get the judge's ruling in six to eight weeks, about the time we're gearing up for Middlest's. I had a follow-up appointment with my PCP that afternoon re: the rebound Covid. While there I got my flu shot, brought him up to speed on my eczema and new meds, and left with a prescription plus his signature on the paperwork for a handicap hang-tag. Renewal is in four years, and I will not need another prescription for that. He also X-ray'd my lungs to make sure that there were no clots lurking after the rebound Covid last month, and they're fine.

Yesterday I had a lengthy phone conference with the folks who will be my liaison with the corporation, now that I'm retired. I've spent a handful of hours over the past couple of weeks updating my spreadsheets to reflect the impending financial reality. I've also made double payments on Diana and the two payment plans for the bipolar bears' dental work. If I can keep up the over-payments, Diana will be paid off shortly after my next birthday and I can split that money between savings and the dental payment plans.

Tomorrow I am officially retired, and early next week I should get the form from HR proving that I have been insured up to and including today, which means that I can apply for Medicare Part B. Once that's established, I will then get to choose between a Medicare Advantage plan or a bushel of supplement plans.

In between all of the appointments, I have watched a whale of a lot of British TV. There has been minimal reading, but my overall priority has been to establish a reasonable sleep schedule built around the timing of various medications. I'm sleeping a bit better. I'm sleeping longer at a time. My overall level of anxiety continues to drop. Current plan is to get our boosters in late November.

Tomorrow and Sunday are General Conference. All bets are off as to whether I fall asleep during the sessions. I'd prefer to be awake and hear all of the addresses. My physical health is stabilizing, and it's time to work on my spiritual health.

Later, gators. I have a date with DCI Banks, Annie, Helen, and the rest of the team. I'm fixin' to begin season 4.