Saturday, when I got up, I was excited to take a shower and not worry about a doctor or nurse coming in. That was until I realized I didn’t have a shower curtain, rookie moving move! That didn’t stop me from taking one though. I lined the floor and toilet with a ton of moving towels we had. It was a little drafty, but other than that it was a decent shower.
I showed up at the hotel to meet David and Renee and guide them to the hospital for a Starbucks hospital brunch date before they headed back home. I snuck in the lounge with intentions of getting breakfast but was still too full from a late night dinner, so I just had a couple of shots of espresso out of a fancy machine, which were surprisingly good. They met me and didn’t want breakfast either so we ordered Amanda’s usual and headed to the room after a little wait at StarBs. I took them my usual way through the bowels of the hospital basement and up to the room. I’m sure they were thoroughly confused after they’d gone three different ways to get there and back.
Once in the room, we found that the dopamine was the ticket. The PCA had weighed Amanda early at midnight instead of the usual 5 am. She was already down two pounds. When doing the 5 am vitals check, Amanda asked the PCA to do another weight since she had strict orders for a standing weight daily and wanted it to be accurate. He complied and she’d lost another four pounds for a total of six since they started the new drip. Good thing I smuggled in the good TP upon our initial visit!
We all hung out and had our coffees, chatting for a while. Then I needed to take them back to their SUV and trailer parked street side at the apartment. I’d jokingly text David that morning that their SUV still had all its wheels when I drove by it on the way over. I was going to let them in the Apartment for a potty break before they hit the road, but I forgot and left my keys in my man bag back at the hospital. I’m not used to having to keep up with keys and usually just leave them at home. Someone had already gotten the keypad deadbolt off the wish list, and it was one of the first things delivered. It was waiting for me when we returned; I just wish I could have gotten in to install it!
I wanted to go to work, but Amanda wasn’t comfortable with that, she wanted me to be back by Monday. The plan was to put the fluid monitor in, I would have been back, but she thought it was too close. So, I took a vacation day, I am trying to save as many of those as I can. Things will be easier once I’m working out of San Antonio. I would have gone to work if I were there already and could have returned by Monday as I’d thought. I plan to make another trip from home for work, then grab Tank on the way back up. I want Amanda in the apartment by then though.
Being Saturday, not much was open close by for food. I went to the Children’s food court, but nothing was open. Then, I walked over to the women’s pavilion of the Children’s Hospital to check a salad vending machine. Amanda wanted something light and I didn’t want anything. I ended up finding a whole new food court on that side, and I thought I knew where all the food was! I still didn’t find anything appealing to Amanda. She settled on chips and guac from Chipotle and we shared that for lunch.
I got a text from the leasing manager about packages at our door. I warned her that I suspected a ton of packages would show up, I already knew of a few on the way. She said a neighbor was concerned. She told her I knew they were there, but that didn’t satisfy the neighbor. The neighbor told the manager she took a picture in case someone might have taken some! It’s a gated community so I’m not too worried about porch pirates, they’d have to be neighbors.
I returned to the apartment in the afternoon to put the packages inside and the keypad lock on. I had all kinds of problems with the lock. I was familiar with it because I had put one on our house after the incident with the man that started the rejection issues. We’d never even locked our doors before that incident in our small community. Oddly enough, it wasn’t the problem with illegal immigration our community faces that made us lock our doors, but a local that county officials refuse to do anything about. Anyway, I was familiar with lock but I just couldn’t get it to work. It turns out it was broken. I finally noticed it was slightly separated at the seams, not letting the gears line up right. I put in a return and had a new one on the way that would be delivered the following day. It did make me frustrated though I grumbled all the way back to the hospital!
On the way back, I picked up dinner from a Chinese place we love. Amanda wanted hot and sour soup, and I got some salt and pepper tofu I’d grown fond of. I told Amanda it may be a mistake to go there, it could be a dirty little hole in the wall and we might be better off not seeing it! Turns out it was a hole in the wall. I didn’t need my phone to find it, I knew the area, but I did look for the exact turn. Glad I did, the Yukon was longer than it was wide. A very clean joint though, I noticed a few spotless glass door coolers stocked to the brim with fruit and veggies, and I know what to look for! I’d already planned to overlook just about anything because we like the food that much but good thing I didn’t have to. Not a soul was dining in; everyone I saw was carry-out customers. They had dedicated delivery driver parking. I took a spot, I was a delivery driver after all! Just as it comes from Uber Eats, the food was piping hot when we dove in.
The big battle is cell signal, I have to do something. On my morning trip back, I went to pick up our Wi-Fi box, but they had a promotion trying to push their cell service. You got a free phone line for a year, just pay the taxes, cancel any time. I went ahead and got a SIM card for a phone I have back home since their service was with Verizon towers and not AT&T like our phones. A neighbor said he had Verizon, and it worked great. I’d looked at cell phone boosters, but most need to be mounted on the roof, which is not conducive to apartment living. Before jumping into an expensive cell booster, I’d planned to wait to see how the wifi calling worked. I could use the other cell as a backup home phone to take my work calls. As I typed that, I looked at Amanda and said we could get a landline! I hadn’t even thought of that; it’s been too long since we had one. Do they still have those!?!
As the day went on and by the time I left for the apartment, Amanda’s chest started hurting where they cut her for he central line in her chest. The cut was a few inches above where the line actually was placed. I’d already been griping to Amanda about parking costs and hitting the nurse up about parking tips for mostly passes. I decided against that when I found a monthly pass was $250! It would add up in savings by my last and third trip out of the garage, the daily total was $33. It’s only $15 a day max but no in and our privileges so I had to pay every time I came in and out. I was told Amanda I’d be taking the bus the next day. Once at the apartment, I downloaded the app and bought five days’ worth of daily unlimited trip bus passes for a regular day cost in the garage.
I worked on the Wi-Fi box, but it didn’t work; something must be wrong with the line. I scheduled a service call for Monday afternoon. I had a ton of boxes to go through when I got home from the wish list items. It took me long enough just to break the boxes down to get ready to take to the dumpster! It was late when I got to bed. Amanda was groggy when I called her to say good night. She had already been asleep a bit when I called after midnight. We’re night owls, sometimes not going to bed till 1 or 2 in the morning. Funny enough, we’ll get on streaks like that after hospital stays.
