Checking In

[twistedchick]

This is your check-in post for today. The poll will be open from midnight Universal or Zulu Time (8pm Eastern Time on Friday) now to midnight UT (8pm Saturday Eastern Time).

Poll #24460 Daily poll

This poll is closed.
Open to: Access List, detailed results viewable to: Access List, participants: 52

How are you doing?

I am OK
46 (88.5%)

I am not OK but I don't need help right now
4 (7.7%)

I could use some help
2 (3.8%)

How many other humans live with you?

I am living single
23 (44.2%)

One other person
21 (40.4%)

More than one other person
8 (15.4%)

Please, talk about how things are going for you in the comments, ask for advice or help if you need it, or just discuss whatever you feel like.

Comments

[twistedchick]

Good: I found out that the place from which I get vitamins and supplements (including the iron pill that doesn't make me ill) delivers by UPS, not US Mail.

Bad: The recent slowdown in postal delivery, the idea of the new Postmaster General who has no clue, means that I may be able to order my prescription meds by computer as I have been, but I will have to go to the clinic to pick them up, because I cannot risk *those* getting stuck in some warehouse along the way.

[rose_griffes]

*virtual hugs on offer if acceptable*

The USPS situation is a nightmare scenario; I can only imagine how much worse it would be if part of what they deliver is an essential part of one's state of health.

[twistedchick]

Virtual hugs are always acceptable.

I am not super-concerned about going to the clinic to pick up meds--they check people before they're allowed in, and everyone is masked, and they have hand sanitizer everywhere -- but it's tiring and tedious to stand in line if I get there at the wrong time.

[hitokage]

Apparently my health is now at the point where I get enough spoons to tackle one Major Project a day ... and dealing with the "lawn" keeps getting pushed down the list. To be fair, the fridge has needed a good cleaning out for awhile, but it's still a bit frustrating to have to pick and choose from a To Do list that's forever growing longer and longer. And nothing to do but keep struggling against it because even if we had the money, my anxiety wouldn't let us hire anyone in this hellfest of denial that is the state of this fucking state.