TUESDAY
SEPTEMBER 8 2026
I was up at MIDNIGHT and sweating. Hubby was snoring. Extensive pain in right hand - burning neuropathy. I wrapped it in the heating pad, but it did not help.
I went potty in the front spare bathroom.
Then I went to sleep on the sofa. Heard Hubby snoring again.
I had restless sleep. Hand burning - neuropathy pain. I finally fell asleep. Had restless sleep. Nightmares.
Hubby was up at 6AM and let the dogs out for potty. He put shredded cheese and tuna out for cats.
I slept until 6:30AM. I got up and took a shower. Washed my hair. Turn on bathroom fans. Got dressed.
Put dirty clothes in washer.
I picked up dog poop.
Hubby made burrito. I made hot latte for Hubby, hot tea for myself. I warmed up chicken/apple sausage for myself. Hubby gave Tater his morning pill.
Hubby sat down to eat his burrito and drink his latte. Then he vacuumed the floor and changed cat litter. He took it out to the garbage and then took the garbage can out to the street for collection today.
Hubby put on PBJR's pink collar. Hubby & PBJR left for the shop in the Dually at 8:30AM. She RAN out to the truck.
I called Hubby to ask how to turn on the hot tub heater.
I put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher and washed them. Then I put away clean clothes.
I tried to take a nap, but there were noises everywhere. I unplugged the ice maker.
I called the Desert Pain Clinic to make an appointment. I am TOTALLY sure that they are using an INDIAN service to make appointments. The stupid person kept putting me on hold without telling me.
It took FOREVER for her to make the appointment. I have to wait another week to get the Prednisone injections in my hands.
Hubby & Oscar brought PBJR home. They came at 4PM. They were SUPPOSED to be in Vegas picking up a truck that I arranged on Facebook Marketplace.
I gave PBJR a shower. Got her all clean from being at the shop today. She ran outside and dug around in the dog beds.
They grabbed some drinks and left. They still had to go get the trailer. I checked at 5PM and they still were not even in Vegas yet.
PBJR kept walking to the garage door because she was upset that Hubby had left her behind. I kept telling her that Daddy would be back.
I did bookwork.