Post-Alice Odd Thoughts and oh my, I'm still upright, good.

I'm just going to put the masks back on and pretend that I'm a functioning human being today. We've got the migraine, the spastic hemiparesis, the hypertonia, the true muscle weakness, the chondromalacia, the joint pains, the fatigue, the brain fog, the pure exhaustion, the mild anomia, and the focus trouble - all from the postictal state. I've got all the remedies, but they will take a while, so I won't be going anywhere for a few hours. We'll see.
(NAC, DMAE, Tyrosine, CoQ10, Alpha Lipoic Acid, Yerba Mate, Sea Buckthorn, Moringa, MSM, Royal Jelly - alongside certain pharmaceuticals, of course.)

But I have dark chocolate containing crushed coffee beans, and many books, and Futurama whenever I want, and a word count to meet, and cats who love me; so things will get done. Even if I probably won't remember later.

Yay!

I am trying to be nice and sweet, truly.

"Dear entire body: I hate you right now.
It has been suggested that I get angry at my pain and fog, in order to keep shoving and pushing through, and believe me, I am angry. I will not lie down, body, just because you are too foggy and drowsy and drained to do anything, go anywhere, or work properly. You suck. No love.
The postictal state is still happening and has combined with the fibromyalgia fog and the spastic hemiplegic hypertonia, and it is turning my world into a mess of convoluted, creepy, nightmarish, spinning reality, where I can barely think of proper words without struggling. Typing works better, because I can at least pause during the thought process while I type with two fingers.
I am exhausted and angry and shaky and irritated. If I start snapping and snarling and turning that pain and anger on you, friends, I apologize in advance, as I am currently in absolutely no mood for jokes of any kind. My very drained brain will not take it well and I cannot do anything about that at the moment. Maybe later, but not now. So if you are going to tease me, mock me, joke at me, or poke me, save it for tomorrow."

-Me, on Facebook, because there are several friends there guaranteed to poke and joke. Luckily, on Livejournal, there are not. I love all my friends, even though some of them need to be punched occasionally.
Also, this is me venting and rambling, because I need to make a record of this kind of thing.