Mark's not feeling well. He laid down to take a nap. He NEVER naps. His color isn't good.
I'm worried...
He napped for 2 hours - his face was grey. I gave him Tylenol when he got up and made him something to eat. He had the chills really bad and a headache across his forehead. Vitals were all good. I told him to take Nyquil at bedtime. I fell asleep on the couch around 8.
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He went to bed at 10. I've been up since 11. Peeked in on him, he was sleeping soundly. He got up at 1, I had him drink water and he took some more Tylenol. He seemed a little perkier. He's sleeping again. It is 1:45am. I'm wide awake. I haven't heard him coughing anymore.
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He's sleeping peacefully. No more coughing since after his nap. His breathing sounds good. Hopefully we got lucky and it was just a little bug. I think it's safe to go to bed and catch a couple of hours of zzzzs. 4:30am.
Good night part 2!
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I encourage both of my communities to join hands across the ideological divide to pursue our common cause of combatting illness and saving lives by preventing tobacco use by young people and helping adult smokers quit smoking. #SRNT2022#Preconference #ChangeTheConversation
3/ Most scientists would agree that balancing the risks and benefits of e-cigarettes for the individual cigarette smoker is critically important. Most would also agree that tobacco-naive youths should not start using e-cigs... #SRNT2022#Preconference ajph.aphapublications.org/doi/10.2105/AJ…
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Our Love story: Mark & Skip
March 14, 1984
He is my "happily ever after".
Besides being "unique" and not one to belong 100% to any tribe, I was also a hard-core tomboy. I didn't date much as a teen or young adult. Most of the time, I was "one of the guys". I spent more time in the garage working on cars, than hanging in the house doing my nails.
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I remember the night before Senior Prom, Ron crying on my shoulder because he didn't have a date. Shit, I didn't even get asked. A friend suggested that Ron and I go, but I helped him save face by quickly saying I didn't have a dress and no time or money to get one.
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I remember how excited I was a year ago when @cdoug Tweeted his statement about how we need to #ChangeTheConversation about #THR and #Smoking. His latest tweet reminds me that his voice is one of many. This gives me hope.
"The debate is heated, driven as much by emotions and philosophies as by facts. One hopes that the debate will move to an evidence-based discussion as research fleshes out the factual basis for evaluating the roles of these novel products."
“We must not focus our efforts so narrowly on preventing tobacco use by youth that we send smokers the message that we have abandoned them -- that their addiction is their own fault and that we don't care about them.”
45 minutes to go. The last time we had this high of sales was March of 2019. Thanks to all of you and your amazing tweets I have emotionally kept it together all day. I have been able to greet every customer in a cheerful way and express confidence they will be ok.
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I gave all the regulars plenty of notice and gave them a very sweet deal on preordering a months of supplies. I then doubled each order at no extra charge.
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Each one also had a pod device and a supply of pods in their bag so if they ever have a late night emergency, they have a backup device. Most of them never new what was in the bag until they got home. SURPISE!
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Brains are weird. I sure can't figure mine out. The depression has been a challenge the last few days. I was so low yesterday and cried for hours. I sat and cried at work this morning. But a picture of a t-shirt made me think of a very kind person, and it made me laugh.
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It amused me so much, I had to send a link to it to the person it made me think of.
And that one silly little thing, and the giggle it causes was enough to lesson the depression by several degrees.
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Tonight I succeeded at being the nice wife, instead of the bitchy one I keep turning into each evening for the past several days.
And yet, at random times, I bust out in tears. It's like I crawl 1/2 out of the dark hole and then slide back in.
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It has taken me months, but the good news is I've finally moved past denial. 1/
The bad news is I woke up in full blown anger and I'm a hot mess. I've never handled anger well. Not other people's and not mine. Other people's anger makes me feel fear. I know pain is coming, be it physical or emotional, I know angry people are going to hurt me.
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You'd think after so much experience on the receiving end of people's anger, I'd be better at dealing with my own. Nope, it is a source of failure for me. I either bottle it up and cry, lash out at people, or do and say really stupid things.
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