Aug. 31st, 2011

Gah.

Aug. 31st, 2011 04:35 pm
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Ohhhhhhkay. I totally forgot to even post for like...what, 42 weeks I think? FAIL. Let's see if I can sum up how my life's been going since last November, since that's when it seems I was last active...

November: NaNo wasn't a thing that happened, sadly. Work got RIDICULOUSLY chaotic around mid-November and just didn't stop. Which is sad! I was definitely enjoying the write-ins, and plan to give it another shot this year. Hopefully things will be calmer, though what really happens is as usual anyone's guess. I did have a nice trip home for Thanksgiving to see my family, and missed my girlfriend terribly while I was gone. And then we got back to an unfinished bathroom, in which we could not actually wash, and a dead furnace. There was some living in a motel and several wailing breakdowns. Fucking November.

December: At least it wasn't November. My girlfriend's family learned of my existence and didn't flip their shit like we were afraid they might. Work was even more intense. I think I ended up working open to close (11 hours, no breaks) three days that month. But tips were pretty good and overtime was awesome, and at least for the time, I could handle it. This was about to change drastically.

January: The start of the new year found me sniffling back tears at work because my hands and arms and legs and back and feet and head and neck and everything hurt so much, and I was so tired I would get stuck on the floor any time I crouched to get things off the bottom shelves. My boss practically shouted at me, several times, for how slow I had suddenly become. (Don't even get me started about the hypoglycemia episode. She STILL brings it up for some damn reason. I have been exercising my right to get angry about that. Someday she might get the point.)

February: Lacking insurance, I went to a doc-in-the-box and got some blood tests done. They revealed...nothing. Nothing at all. I was fine. My boss strongly suggested I take some time off work starting in April, which I wasn't looking forward to, and then again I sort of was. Seeing a chiropractor at least took the edge off.

April: Two weeks off work very quickly became two months. I was so tired I had to nap in the middle of the day just to get by, and I had a really difficult time standing up and walking. This pretty much sums up May as well.

May: My moved-to-Californiaversary came and went, and was celebrated with delicious, delicious curry. I also applied for and received insurance, since the urgent care doc suggested I see a rheumatologist and that is just not a thing you want to do completely uninsured.

June: Insurance get! I redid the battery of blood tests. Not fun. Not fun at all, given my incredible phobia of all things needley. Ehru was totally awesome and went with me to every one and hugged the crazy out of me while they poked me. I'd probably have flipped a table if it weren't for her. I worked out a plan with my boss to be her assistant at the other, much calmer teahouse she runs. It pays like total crap and I can't work many hours, but eh, what can you do, when you can't even guarantee from day to day that you will be able to walk like a 'normal' person? Also my brother visited, which was cool.

July: I've always read that the average time it takes to diagnose fibromyalgia is five years, but I seem to have lucked out and done it in six months. If you can call that luck? I'm not so sure...at any rate that's mostly what I remember of July. Oh yeah and I have sleep apnea too. Y'know, on top of the chronic condition that generally entails a lot of sleep disturbances by itself.

August: Is still a thing, barely. I've had even less work to do at work and it seems like my good days are better than they were, but my bad days can be even worse than before, except for the first month or so, which was nothing but one long, awful, initial flare-up. On the bright side, though, I'm vaguely job-hunting-ish (not nearly as hard as I should be...) for something that involves a lot of sitting and hopefully writing, which I can do just fine even on bad days, and I decided that I should really do something useful with all this spare time so I am going to start volunteering at a senior activity center nearby.

I thiiiiiiink that sums it up well enough. ...Maybe.

In other news briefs:

I only just now realized that [profile] everysecondtues and [personal profile] azurelunatic know each other, at least on DW. WHAT ARE THE ODDS OF THAT YOU GUYS, THE WORLD, SHE IS VERY SMALL.

CPAP machines are a pain in the hiney, and I seem to be endowed with the super power of taking the mask off while still mostly asleep. Ehru has taken to calling it my 'elephant nose' and insists that it is cute. SO CONFUSING. (I sort of prefer her other name for it, the CRAP machine.)

I will be much happier when my TENS unit arrives. It really should hurry up. I AM SUCH AN OLD LADY, SERIOUSLY, WHAT IS UP WITH ALL THESE WEIRD MEDICAL DEVICES.

Speaking of, there is a cane that I want so hardcore. Ehru says I do not need a cane. I dunno. I definitely have wobbly moments when I could use an extra point with which to balance.

My hair is at that super awkward length because Ehru convinced me to grow it long enough for pigtails, using such sneaky mind-control phrases as "you should totally do it" and "it'd be so cute eeeee" and "I think it'd be awesome."

We have a big stack of Dungeons & Dragons 4th Edition books, which baffle me terribly and make me want to run back to the lovely, green pastures of 3.5e, but I have a specific plan in mind for them anyway.

Somehow I have kicked the caffeine habit entirely. I am so proud of myself, you have no idea. Technically I am still getting a tiny bit through decaf coffee, but I generally only have one cup a day, if that.

...I have been feeling dabbley and have been cleaning the house with white sage smoke, among other more complicated things. My old gemstone collection seems happy that I remembered they exist. It's definitely improved the general atmosphere of the apartment, at least. I kind of feel like I could go a lot farther in this direction, but I'm not sure how to proceed. Slowly I suppose. (In related news, 'more complicated things' are more tiring than I initially gave them credit for. From past dabbling, I should probably not be as surprised as I am. (Also related, the cat dislikes all this smudging and incense, and sits on top of his tree giving me the stinkeye something fierce when I do it. It's hilarious.))

So that is pretty much it. tl;dr version, Afniel is an old creaky lady before her time but is dealing with it, more or lessish. Now, on to the next 42 weeks of forgetting to post~

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