I'm listening to the news now as I round up my computer time and prepare for bed. The strike is looking inevitable. The workers went on a "reduced work" schedule today, which means they are giving only the minimal requirements - taking all breaks, only working exactly the hours they are supposed to. The city has told them there is nothing to negotiate, because their demanded salaries are not possible to provide. So the official strike is set to start Monday morning. As it looks right now, we should have our building this Sunday, but after that, we have no idea. We're preparing to use our house as a church building for a bit. We've been praying about finding a storefront or other building to rent, but prices here are beyond what we can afford. We have to stick with the rec centre for right now.
In family news from today (which isn't on the airwaves, by the way!), Wes and Andrew had doctor appointments this afternoon. Andrew went back for a followup on the lymph nodes that were swollen. The doctor couldn't even feel one today. However, Andrew's jaw has been popping when he eats, chews gum, etc. so the doctor gave us a referral to an ear-nose-throat doctor to see if that can be remedied. He said Andrew is young enough that if this continues, it will wear out his jaw muscles and cause problems later in life.
Wes has had a sore shoulder for about a month, sort of like the pain when you sleep on your shoulder wrong, or wake up with a crick in your neck. Nothing was helping it, so he finally went to the doctor. He has tendonitis or bursitis. The doctor gave him some exercises to do to stretch/strengthen his shoulder and instructions to take more Advil for the pain. I felt kind of bad that he couldn't do anything more than that; Wes has been in pain every day for weeks! The doctor also trotted down a rabbit trail and found too many extra pounds hanging around and instructed Wes to leave them by the trail! ;) So now we both have to watch what we eat. I know from experience that Wes will be much more successful than I've been at losing weight. Seems like guys are like that, doesn't it? And they don't care about it as much as we do! LOL
I'll write more later. It's getting late, and I need to hop in bed. Tomorrow is the day for my quarterly bloodwork; then I can go to the doctor next week to get the ball rolling on seeing a diabetes educator!