I can't decide whether to write about the dreary weather, how tired I am, or the reactions at my injection sites. None of them sound particularly interesting at the moment. Maybe it's because I am extremely tired. When I'm tired, my train of thought gets derailed more often than when I'm rested.
Unless you're living in a cave, you know all about the eclipse last night. Then again, if you're living in a cave, you're probably not reading my blog because caves are terrible for receiving internet.
I know, because we were in a cave last summer, and the reception was atrocious! By the way, I think Atrocious Reception would be a good name for a band.
Oh, that's right, the eclipse, that's how I started talking about caves. Con you say convoluted? Well, my kids usually go to bed at 9:00 on a school night. My son has a hard time staying up past 9 on most nights, while my daughter is a night owl (like I used to be at her age). She would stay up until midnight every night if I let her. The peak of the eclipse was supposed to happen at 10:47 pm here. My son was so excited about it; they talked about it in school, and how this won't happen again until 2030-something.
Around 8:45, they asked if they could stay up until the eclipse peaked. I said they could because this was such a rare event (AND we had clear skies-double rarity). We went to look at it around 9:00 or so, and my son said he thought it was supposed to be red. I told him it would be red, but not until later. He went inside and promptly fell asleep on the couch.
My daughter and I would periodically look at, and see the changes. At 10:45, I got my daughter and tried to wake up my son. And I tried to wake up my son. And finally, at 10:47 exactly, my son woke up. We all went out to see the eclipse, and the moon was red.
My son was happy, and he went back to sleep. My daughter went to bed. I, however, caught my second wind and was up until after midnight.
I usually get up around 5:30 so I'm properly caffeinated to be close to human when speaking to the other people in the house. Today, my husband let me sleep until 6:30, and I still wasn't ready to get out of bed. Coffee didn't seem to help, and I debated whether to take a nap. I tried to take a nap, but I couldn't fall asleep.
I figured today would have been a perfect napping day. It's drizzly and dark outside. I'm tired. I really had nowhere to be. Good napping day, right? [buzzer sounds] Try again. So I went from thing to thing, not really doing much except trying to stay awake, and fighting the weather headache that inevitably visits on days like today. Then the itching started.
It seems 36 hours (ish) after my injection, the site turns red, swells, and gets itchy. My nurse, Jeremy, has wanted to come to take a look at the reactions to see if they're normal, but we can't seem to coincide with times. Today would have worked great for me, but he wasn't available. He wanted to come Friday, but I wasn't available.
We'll get it sorted eventually. Hopefully before the next Supermoon lunar eclipse.



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