Yut took Beez swimming today at the local Y. I usually just read until they’re done then help her shower and dress, but you know, Y membership is like over $100 a month for our family, so I’ve been trying classes out here and there. Don’t get me wrong it’d be worth it even if I didn’t take anything, just it’s even more worth it when I do. So, in order to maximize the value of my Y membership, I walked in to a Cycling class.

Okay, number one, you can’t just climb on a stationary bike. You have to adjust it. I was embarrassingly inept. The teacher and two other students had to help me cos you can adjust the seat height and like move it back or forward. And the handle part is height adjustable. And there’s a lever for what gear you want — the higher the more resistance. Anyway after I finally incompetently got myself situated, I started to bike. Dude, there’s screens in front showing you how everyone is doing… better than me. The instructor says things like ok now start with your gear in easy to medium like 5-15. I pick the easiest thing he says every time. He says to make sure the RPM is higher than 60 at all times. I fail at this. At first I thought that I could do it if I lowered the gear to like 1 but the truth is, the bike seat is so uncomfortable that I never reach 100 RPM anyway and I’d rather deal with more resistance but go slower. I don’t know how everyone else does it! Then we start doing climbs with small downhill sections in between. This just means you turn up the gear so it’s super hard and also sometime you stand up and pedal which is hard on legs but a relief for the butt. Then downhill is when the gear number is low and you go fast but not too fast cos omg my crotch! And it just goes on and on like this! I am sweating! I guess I sweat when I walk sometimes but this feels different. It’s not terrible I guess?

After half an hour I get off the bike and wow my legs are numb! I stumble out of class and vgo finish watching the swim and help with the shower and then go home and eat and now it’s like hours later and my thighs are so sore! It doesn’t stop it’s just sore. It’s not like if I stay still it’s fine just sore if I move or something. I have hobbled myself! Argh. I have to find a better things to do at the Y.


Surveying Her Domain

The thing about Foof is that there was never a moment when we didn’t love her, from the moment we met her. She was so sweet. (Actually that’s a word that comes up a lot when people talk about Fluffleupagus.) I think she probably licked almost every human she ever met. Mostly our feet, because she liked to stay on the ground, but anywhere she could reach was fine. You could trust her with babies, rabbit noobs, anyone.

Coming Downstairs to Greet Us

She had a sense of adventure. If you let her, she got into everything and went everywhere.

Bunny in a drawer

As she got older, she had a lot of health problems (she was a pure bred Flemish Giant we got from a breeder, with all of the concomitant problems). She had glaucoma by the time she was three — her doctor thought it was possibly congenital. And cataracts too, so she didn’t see very well. Then this last year or two she got arthritis, or something similar.

Fluffleupagus at the opthamalogist

She dealt with her daily eye drops (cosopt, diclofenac, and edta just like a human would for glaucoma and her other eye problems) with so much patience. And when we had to give her antibiotics she submitted to that too, although she didn’t like it. You know what she did like though? She ate her Metacam (for pain from arthritis) with gusto; it was never a problem to give her Metacam. Although she was a big bunny (15 lbs. at her most heavy) she was easy and mellow.


This past year, something caused nerve damage and she lost the use of her back legs, especially the right back leg. She was reduced to crawling around instead of hopping. Then she lost control of her muscle that peed. She could still hold her urine, but she had to have her bladder expressed at least once per day. She also started to get eye ulcers that didn’t heal. She still ate enthusiastically, sipped up her Metacam, crawled around all over (we put yoga mats down to give her extra cushioning and traction). We stopped putting litter in her litter box, just lots of hay. Not that she was ever a fastidious bunny. Fluffle always thought close enough was good enough.


Fluffleupagus passed away on Tuesday, September 6th, 2016. She was six years old. At the end, she had acute kidney failure. Dr. Harvey (a great rabbit vet) put her in an incubator, gave her fluids (through her ear), and a catheter to remove her urine since she couldn’t pee, but still. She was tired, and not feeling well. We decided to put her to sleep, but we were so grateful that she held on for us to say goodbye. Rest in peace, my beautiful, sweet bun. Kisses.

Those Spartan Warriors Have Really Let Themselves Go

I had an eye exam today. They dilated my eyes — I don’t know why they have to dilate your eyes every damn time. ANYWAY, so just before noon I walk out and wow is it sunny! It hasn’t been sunny the past few weeks actually, but today it was sunny. So I’m walking around squinting like mad, super uncomfortable.

Then I pass by a theater and glance at the posters in passing, and what do I see?

300 Rise of an Empire PosterThe 300: Rise of an Empire poster.

Only I’m so blind, my first thought is, “WTF! What is up with that belly!” Then I look and see it’s a 300 poster. Wow those Spartans really let themselves go after losing. That’s a weird idea for a sequel.

I actually had to step closer to figure out that it was a shield and not some slouchy dude with a big pot belly.


You know, all those stories about how everyone is sick, flu season is hitting early, lots of colds and whatnot going around, etcetc? Well I am siiiiiiick! Well it really started last Friday for me. Just a tickle and a little cough that got worse all day. By Saturday I had a fever and was horizontal all damn day. I tried to get up at night to brush my teeth and before my two minutes were up, I thought I would throw up so I hurriedly spit and rinsed and ran back to bed. I was better by Sunday, but still pretty horizontal. So this week I’ve been staying home from work. It’s just like a kid again! :) Watching cartoons with a tissue box next to me.

I am just so tired out lately. And coughy and snotty — blech, so disgusting. Yut is catching the cough, but so far no fever. Fingers crossed!

I do not like CVS. Not here, nor there.

I don’t know why, but getting prescriptions from CVS is always a hassle. Actually, CVS is always somewhat of a hassle, but let’s start with the pharmacy.

Today, I realized that I needed a refill on my prescription — actually I probably should’ve ordered it already; why CVS doesn’t automatically refill my prescription and send it to me I don’t know. I’m using the CVS Caremark mail order prescription service, but I’ve only just started so it will be my first refill. The bottle had the web site information on it so I went to the site. Not registered yet? Sign up now. So far so good. You need lots of information, some of which isn’t on me, so I hunt it all up and fill out like three forms, and THEN at the very end, after I’ve chosen security questions and put in information about my medication and EVERYTHING, I am told that there is a problem with the site and my account couldn’t be created and please try again later.

What the what?! Grr ok.

So then I call their toll-free phone number — also on the prescription bottle — this must be the only part of the experience that is any good. The computer asks me if I am the patient or a doctor’s representative or a pharmacy. I answer patient. The computer doesn’t understand me. I press the number instead. It asks if I want to refill my prescription, I say yes. The computer doesn’t understand me. It asks for my prescription number. I say it. The computer doesn’t understand me! I enter it using the keypad again. I need to confirm my birthday. I say my birthday. Does not compute! I want to enter it via the phone keypad. IT DOES NOT WORK! I am asked again and again but it never guesses right and doesn’t accept keypad entry! Why not, I don’t know. And finally I am told that a customer service representative will be with me shortly. Once I’m talking with a live person, the whole transaction doesn’t take very long at all. I guess my experience with the live person was actually good too, so there’s that. But why did getting a refill take like half an hour?! (I will be getting my prescription soon, I hope, but who knows. When there was a problem with my initial order, they didn’t call me and it wasn’t until I started to wonder why I hadn’t received anything yet and called them was I told that there was a problem.)

Want to know something funny? I only switched to the mail order service because going to CVS/pharmacy was so awful! I would call and ask for a refill. The computer system would ask me when I want the prescription. I always made sure to pick the next day. Then typically I didn’t even go try and pick it up until the day after the time I’d asked for, but you know what? No matter what, it wasn’t ready yet. They would tell me to wait while they filled it right then, because they were always behind. (The pharmacists and other staff were always nice and helpful and knowledgeable, but always behind.) After a while, I just stopped going to CVS when I was in a rush, but it meant always sitting around for half an hour waiting for the prescription. (Well actually we would go to get coffee or lunch or something, but still we planned it that way figuring that they’d be slow. And they always were.) Sometimes I would purposefully wait until I got a computer generated voicemail message from CVS telling me that my prescription was ready and please pick it up, but even then they weren’t ready!!! I just don’t get it! So I finally switched to the mail order CVS (which is the only choice from my insurance company as far as I know) and <sigh>. At least I only need to deal with it once every three months now instead of every month.

In case you are thinking that the pharmacy is the only bad thing, well it’s not the only, just the worst. The local CVS used to be a Longs, where people were always nice and helpful. Somehow when it switched to CVS, even though it was some of the same people, everything was more confusing and slower. Also, Longs used to have one long line that fed in to the cash registers, but CVS makes you pick a line, and sometimes you pick the wrong one. And the stupid CVS frequent shopper card system generates coupons that tend to expire before I can use them, but I am convinced that it’s part of what’s holding up the line, so really, more annoyance!

I still go sometimes because it’s conveniently walking distance, and because it has some items that are easier to find at CVS than at other local places (items that were there when it was Longs, too, so it’s not an improvement, just not a step back), but it’s never a place I look forward to going to. And in case you think it’s just the one local CVS, actually there’s two, and it’s the same at both. And I go to others in other areas and it’s not better. I wish it would just go back to being as good as the Longs was. Or as good as the Walgreens is — which is where I try to go instead of CVS when I can. I think I’m being reasonable! It’s not an amazing amount of good I’m asking for, just better than CVS is right now.

Tissue: TJ vs Marcal

I’ve stayed home this week because of a cold. I dunno, it started out no big deal, but kept getting worse until I basically was staying up all night coughing and when that happens it’s time to stay home.

Anyway, I was blowing my nose a lot and I was using Marcal tissue, and I just want you guys to know, it sucked. My nose really hurt! In case it matters, the box was from last year, so maybe they’ve changed it, but it looks like the current box to me. For light general use, it was fine. But for sick-with-runny-nose use, it wasn’t soft enough. I bought a box of Trader Joe’s tissue and it was much better. Both are 100% recycled paper; Trader Joe’s tissues have 80% post-consumer content, but I don’t know about the Marcal.



I went in to get my annual pelvic exam. So there I was, sitting naked but for a paper vest on top and a large paper towel around the bottom, and she told me to put my feet in the stirrups, lie down, relax, etc. I’m about as ready as I can be, but instead hear, “Do you lotion your feet? They are really dry!”

I have been lotioning my feet more regularly since.

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