Learned A Few Things

One, workout earlier in the day. If I workout before noon, I don't have as bad of an afternoon. If I start after noon, I spend time at the Y feeling carsick. I don't feel entirely pukey, but definitely nauseous and discombobulated.
Two, if I sit down in the middle of the day to check stuff out on my computer, this is usually what ends up happening. This is Mr. Dukie. We rescued him last year right before the hurricane. We joke that his 'sister' (fellow adoptee, no biological relation) is cat-dog. I think Dukie must be too. If you sit down for any time at all, he has to come and plop down. It's difficult to type when your arm is going numb. It's nice to have the company when I don't feel good, but I have to not make the mistake of petting him because his purr box does not help. I think he's much too needy to be a cat. His sister is much more aloof, like a normal cat. I used to have a cat named Rascal, who would plop down on my textbooks when I was trying to study in college, but he wasn't being needy, he was just showing his superiority.
It's been 7 pills and every other day has been bad. The other days are okay. I haven't had any of the other symptoms, thank heavens, knock on wood, except for the nausea.
I have been checking out nice beaches in Florida to run off too. TD and I can spend Father's Day and my birthday soaking our toes and the rest of us. TD is a little more reluctant, based on my recent issues, but I am okay for a good portion of the day and I think some sun and surf and lack of chores wouldn't hurt either. Of course, we will take the girls with us. They are at an age where it's just as fun to take them along. I am still working up to leaving Fiona. Her recent escapades haven't helped.