After a month on the old meds, recovering from the minor cold, today I started back on my QVar, and the doc is still looking to potentially get me off that over the summer (dancedancedance).  Another change in the last 2 weeks, I used up the rest of my heartburn medicine at the beginning of 3-day stretch where I was swamped and really going to have to go out of my way to get more. So I didn't.

The theory has held that asthma kicks up acid reflux and acid reflux kicks up asthma so both should be treated so they don't annoy the other. Kinda like babysitting 2 little boys over a 3-day weekend, really.

I really ought to lose weight so that the acid reflux is less of a problem but motivation has been zilch.  I'm even doing Biggest Loser with a group from work.  Right now, I am Biggest Consistency.  On the other hand, my clothes all fit the same way they did in January...  so I need to make some changes there as well.

The first 3-5 days off the medicine were tough, major acid reflux, sometimes just discomfort, sometimes with chest pain, after everything I ate.  Then it went away a bit.  I took a couple tums before I ate dinner, and I was ok. I had a little acid reflux this morning, which I can likely link directly to the bacon, egg, cheese & tomato on wheat sandwich from the deli at the base of the building.  (Note to self: this is why you have oatmeal in your cabinet) But it doesn't happen with every meal anymore.

So I'm going to try this for a bit and maybe try and revamp the whole eating healthy and exercise thing -- I've done a wee bit this week, but it's more than last week!

So that's 2 medicines down.....

I have too much crap.  Ben has too much crap (I didn't say Legos, I said crap). It's too much for me sometimes and I feel like things don't have a place and I have no where to put them and.... it gets very overwhelming.  We've tried different techniques but none of them have worked. So this weekend we tried something different.

I gardened.  I mowed the lawn, weedwacked, planted flowers and vegetables, fertilized things, took a nap. Went to a play. Basically, I stayed out of the house.

Meanwhile, Ben moved everything we own that is not Legos or furniture or on the walls (or liquor. no, you can't have the rum) into the front/living room of the house.
Everything in that room will either find a place in the house, in the garbage, in recycle or at good will. (anyone need a decent but not great quality printer?  No problems with it, we simply need one that scans so that I can deal with my paper problems) There's no timeline as yet, but the room is completely full of good things and crap and if I want the last thing I see in the morning and the first thing I see when I get home not to be full of crap, I need to do something about it.

Drastic, but we've been giving half-hearted or no hearted attempts to other efforts, and I can't get past the "oh, let me just clean the kitchen, wipe down the bathroom sink, pull some weeds in only the front garden and run a couple loads of laundry then I'll try to empty that one little box in the study..." phase, and he always has to clean the Lego room before he can look at his pile of mail.

So if we have you over at some point and we're not done yet, just ignore it.  Or don't be surprised if we tell you to just come in the side gate, the party's out back.  I have to remember to get a picture of it when I get home.  Just for posterity. (But I won't print the picture)

I just realized that last week I got a –1 to Strength, Dexterity, and Constitution. On the upside I got a +1 to Intelligence, Wisdom and Charisma. So I've got that going for me.

So happy to break out this image again:



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