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I did end up getting out yesterday to deposit a cheque and pay a bit on our phone bill. Afterwards George met me at the post office at the local PharmaPlus drug mart and we picked up the iMac we bought on eBay for Lee. An hour's wait for a cab later, we actually got the damned thing home -- and upon cutting open the brown cardboard box discovered an iMac... and nothing else. No keyboard. No mouse. No discs of any kind.
Checked the auction. Well, damn -- the iMac IS all that was promised. >.< *beats head against nearest wall* Boy, did George and I feel like the biggest lunkheads in the universe...
So we cannibalized the power cord, keyboard, and mouse from the G4 and fired up the iMac, which, as it turns out, is in perfect working order and came with Mac OS 10.3 installed. Woot! It's not too big a deal to pick up a power cord/keyboard/mouse elsewhere, so in a few days Lee should have a wonderful little iMac package ready for delivery. Such a pretty little machine, too...
While I was in Osborne Village paying the phone bill I also rented two more DVDs, from the Educational Archives series -- one on Sex & Drugs, the other on Religion. Absolutely hysterical material, and highly recommended.
And then there's today... *sigh*. Yesterday evening I almost had George take me to the hospital, I felt that close to hurting myself badly. Today a ray of light shone down into that inner darkness and I actually WANTED to get out and do things. This consisted of walking four blocks to the bus stop, catching a bus to the Health Sciences Centre, attending an appointment at their Diabetes Education Centre, and coming home again. Two good things happened while I was there: first, the nurse gave me 20 free testing strips (usually they cost about a buck a pop), and second, I got weighed and found out I've dropped about 13 pounds. YES! The bad news: the nurse did a spot test of my blood sugar (fasting for 14 hours) and found it at 9.2. Gah. MUCH too high, but then again, I haven't been keeping up with my diet and exercise since I've been so depressed.
On the Emmie front, she gobbled up the soft cat food with a couple of drops of anti-inflammatory medicine in it, and kept it down. Go, Emmie!
Coming up this weekend: movie night with Corey and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cockatiel_art tomorrow evening, followed by Jeff's game on Sunday night, then an appointment with my psychiatrist on Monday. George will be coming with me to see the psych doc, to lend support as I talk to him about whether I really AM at the end of the road in terms of medication options. But that's not really the weekend, is it? ;-)
Let's just get through the next two-and-a-bit days first.
Checked the auction. Well, damn -- the iMac IS all that was promised. >.< *beats head against nearest wall* Boy, did George and I feel like the biggest lunkheads in the universe...
So we cannibalized the power cord, keyboard, and mouse from the G4 and fired up the iMac, which, as it turns out, is in perfect working order and came with Mac OS 10.3 installed. Woot! It's not too big a deal to pick up a power cord/keyboard/mouse elsewhere, so in a few days Lee should have a wonderful little iMac package ready for delivery. Such a pretty little machine, too...
While I was in Osborne Village paying the phone bill I also rented two more DVDs, from the Educational Archives series -- one on Sex & Drugs, the other on Religion. Absolutely hysterical material, and highly recommended.
And then there's today... *sigh*. Yesterday evening I almost had George take me to the hospital, I felt that close to hurting myself badly. Today a ray of light shone down into that inner darkness and I actually WANTED to get out and do things. This consisted of walking four blocks to the bus stop, catching a bus to the Health Sciences Centre, attending an appointment at their Diabetes Education Centre, and coming home again. Two good things happened while I was there: first, the nurse gave me 20 free testing strips (usually they cost about a buck a pop), and second, I got weighed and found out I've dropped about 13 pounds. YES! The bad news: the nurse did a spot test of my blood sugar (fasting for 14 hours) and found it at 9.2. Gah. MUCH too high, but then again, I haven't been keeping up with my diet and exercise since I've been so depressed.
On the Emmie front, she gobbled up the soft cat food with a couple of drops of anti-inflammatory medicine in it, and kept it down. Go, Emmie!
Coming up this weekend: movie night with Corey and
cockatiel_art tomorrow evening, followed by Jeff's game on Sunday night, then an appointment with my psychiatrist on Monday. George will be coming with me to see the psych doc, to lend support as I talk to him about whether I really AM at the end of the road in terms of medication options. But that's not really the weekend, is it? ;-)Let's just get through the next two-and-a-bit days first.
