My wee little pond-lette is now officially up and running. I cannot get enough of it. I have had the old water pump and washtub for three years, and have been waiting that long to put this together.
I also have plants that I installed yesterday. From here, you can see the water trickling from the spout. This is going to be a very addicting hobby. I have already decided that I need, oh yes, I need to have an uplight on the cherry tree; this way the entire area will be lit at night.
OOps, one of our little lion heads comitted suicide right in front of Nicholas and I tonight while we were feeding them. He was just swimming away, swimming away, with his little partner; oh and the shebunkle came out, but the poor little guy swam real fast right into a rock, bounced off and was just sort of partly swimming for a few minutes. He did this little swim here and there, then he'd sink to the bottom; wiggle his tail a bit, float to the top. Finally, after 20 minutes he just stopped altogether. It was really sad.
So Nicholas and I brought him in and offered our condolences - over the toilet. He was a real big boy over the entire ordeal, he insisted he be the one to both drop and flush the fish.
He's just growing up so fast. He was bird-watching in this pic lastnight. What a little man. When we said our prayers tonight, he prayed that the other three fish would be ok. So sweet.
I received some rather disturbing news today; one of the medications I take as a preventative for my Migraine disease will not be covered by my prescription plan from my insurance company. Therefore, I now need to be taken down off of the medication that has been making my life liveable for the past two years. Well, I started it two years ago; and I'm now able to live life without being confined to my bed, or a hospital bed. In reality, it has taken probably most of those two years to get to this point.
The drug is Namenda; and it is, of course, off-label. It is given to patients with Alzheimers, or early dementia. And this is the argument my carrier, Caremark is holding.
So now what happens? Hopefully, nothing. I'm seriously hoping that, maybe, just maybe I don't really need the drug anymore (hey, it can happen, right) and I'll be fine. But there is this scared twinge inside of me saying, "uh-oh, hope you enjoyed the vacation. It's going to be a bumpy ride home."
I'm usually the girl with the glass half-full, so I suppose I need to look at it as such. Hey, at least I can go veg with my pond and my fish when I'm stressed.
Aaaaaaand my bedroom was painted today. Just need to decorate. Tomorrow, Chrisarella will have her room done and the livingroom will be painted. Lot's of new color. Shopping tomorrow. ugh.
wishing you well, with pain-free days.