Friday, July 25, 2014

Ocular

After three hours in the office doing a bunch of organizing and other stuff (including schlepping cases of paper from our storage building to our offices....never let it be said that I'm not a full service CBO.  Thank goodness for the rolling cart we have in the storage room.  I can lift a case of paper up and put it on a cart.  I cannot carry it to a building and then repeat that multiple times.  We are well stocked for paper now and when the person who orders paper returns from her two week vacation Monday, she's going to be stunned that the extra cases of paper are gone.  Apparently, no one else wants to schlep paper either - so everyone waits until we are completely out), I headed home to load up the car and head to Jackson.

It was a nice night - sort of.  First, the hotel did not honor my requested room - so that bugged me.  The room I had was fine.  Except it was on the back side of the hotel and had really bad Internet connectivity. Couldn't respond to any work emails or even begin to do anything else Internet related.  Then,  I returned to my room around 8:30PM and realized there was an odd sound emanating from the room next door.  I phoned the front desk, initially thinking it was a child.  They told me there wasn't much they could do until it was 10PM.  After another half hour, it dawned on me:  it wasn't a child. There was no talking; no laughing; nothing.  Just whining.  I went down to the front desk to complain again - and to say 'I think it's an animal and it's in Rm. (one away from mine)'.  And the front desk clerk said 'oh, yes - the couple in that room have a service dog'.  I said 'well, it's been whining for hours and I'm not exactly having the restful evening I'd hoped for'.  She said 'They said if there was any problem with the dog, I should page them in the casino and they will come and quiet him'.

OK...let me get this straight.  First, it's a 'service dog'.  But the person it is serving apparently doesn't need to have the animal with them.  And they apparently knew the dog would whine and cry - she specifically said 'they said they will come and quiet him'.  They had a towel wadded up and placed outside the door to cover the crack under the door.  (Like that's really going to keep the sound from emanating down a hallway and/or down a floor).

I decided to go back to the casino to avoid the whining.  Bad decision 'cuz I lost.  But oh well.  I heard a couple being paged and wondered if that was them.  Killed time for about 40 minutes and then went back up.  Room was quiet.

The other interesting thing that happened was I got my first ocular migraine.  This happened in the afternoon.  I had talked to J. on the phone briefly and realized that my vision was strangely 'off'.  I saw a 'field' of vision that had rough, 'shards' on the edges.  Nothing I did changed it.  It followed wherever I looked.  I didn't feel off or bad in any way - no pain of any kind.  I've had a dull ear/throat thing for a couple days but that's 'usual' for me.  The vision issue continued for about 25 minutes - and then it went away.  I don't even know how I knew it was an ocular migraine - or where I even heard that term.  But I Googled it and sure enough - that's what it was.

Sadly, I also developed a full blown migraine-like headache in the night and didn't feel all that great this morning.  I did win a $370 jackpot this morning which put me back to being only down $100.  But then, of course, I got re-obsessed with the Titanic slots and lost a lot.  Oh well.  Still brought money home so while I lost, I didn't lose everything I took to lose.  So I'm still ahead!

Looking forward to a nice weekend with the fam.  H. starts radiation on Monday - he's ready to get on with it.  I'm sure the daily appointments 35 miles away are going to get old very quickly - but that's OK.  He's OK for now - and in decent spirits.

I'm heading to bed pretty early tonight, hoping for better sleep.  My headache is 'dull' and the nausea isn't too bad - I ate a cheese enchilada for dinner (thanks to J. for getting us takeout!) and at the moment, my main complaint is the terrible heartburn Mexican food always leads to.  It never stops me from eating it - but I pay for it.


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