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Stuff I haven't really talked about lately:

1. Crooked Cerebral Palsy Compensated Fake Yoga, aka Modified Zen Meditation Stretching, for ten minutes, because what my body attempts to do is not any kind of traditional yoga, although it is hilarious and laughing at myself is good. (Which is also why I rarely discuss it - half my friends list is full of actual yoga enthusiasts who practice actual modern yoga. And since I don't believe yoga actually truly cures anything, let alone cures me, I stay quiet. It's like medical cannabis. If people would stop saying it's a panacea for every illness ever, I'll talk about it.)

2. Allergies. Soreness. Stiffness. Burninating. Did I say that loudly enough? And, naturally, fibromyalgia means everything GOES TO ELEVEN. And oh, yes, that's a thing. I've started feeling embarrassed about the word Fibromyalgia, since so many people associate it with whining and inability to "slap a band-aid on it and walk it off weakling" so I've started just calling it Myalgia, which is literally what it says on my neurologist's paperwork. Like, when she sent me for bloodwork, the paperwork said that my active illnesses included Intractable Epilepsy; Insomnia Not Otherwise Specified; and Moderate To Severe Myalgia, Connective Tissues. Apparently there are other paperworks that list not only the Cerebral Palsy, but the Periventricular Leukomalacia, the Autism Spectrum Disorder, the ADHD-Inattentive, the Clinical Major Depressive Disorder, the Multiple Anxiety Disorders, the Social Phobia, even the Tokophobia. Plus, there's a note saying that the Myalgia is causing gradual destruction of gray matter, except in medicalese. My neurologist and my pain management doctor are genuinely stunned and impressed that I'm living quite well on the "small doses of drugs that rarely need changing." I've been called Fascinating and Fun To Work With (I make doctor laugh a lot).

3. Dietary Stuff. I have cheerfully denied everyone throwing fad diets at me, even if they feel that those fad diets might actually be real illnesses and food allergies. The only food components that bother me are large amounts of pure soy and kiwi fruit. Plus, I just plain don't like corn or maize. Going gluten-free did nothing, I adore dairy, I crave red meat, and bread is good. And I dislike kale. I love seaweed.

4. Pharmaceutical drugs, dietary supplements holistic treatments. They are all saving my life, and everything is both poison and magic. Shut up.

5. Lifestyles. I like my solitude. After watching MLP's "Maude Pie" I have concluded that I have Maude moments as much as I have Pinkie moments, in my head, and my Fluttershy moments and Twilight moments are balanced. My friends by now understand that I'm good at switching back and forth quickly. Currently, I am both Maude and Fluttershy. Deadpan and flat affect, shy and soft, desperate to keep the peace and remain stable.

And now, I shall write a thousand poems about rocks.

Seriously. Maude. This is a stand alone episode, so anyone who has missed the new season will be able to watch.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=48kyeZ02RAk
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Also, I think I had a seizure before waking up this morning. When I spoke with my mother, she said I sounded like I'd had a seizure. I am starting to... remember things. My brain feels haunted and full of kaleidoscope wilderness. I vaguely recall seeing Alicia. I vaguely recall seeing Amara, the way they struggled to keep my neurology stable. Amara, pale like alabaster, kept changing her eye and hair colors so I knew she was emotional.
I need to go do... the... you know, the post-seizure, the postictal things, the management, the getting better procedures. It has been a long long mind day. I did not know why I have been so tired. Luna in particular has been following me around, meowling like a queen calling her kitten. She has been licking me whenever she gets close. In that same vein, Rose has been trilling for my attention when I come into the bedroom, staring at me with very wide eyes. She begs me to pet and hug her, and now I realize why. Even Jupiter has been yowing at me when he sees me.
Luna is curled up at my feet now. When I go to have a shower, I will leave the bathroom door open just enough for her to come in, in case she wants to watch me.
Cats know. Cats always know.

I've been feeling randomly ill all day with fibromyalgia flares and allergies. And, now that I remember, seizure aftereffects.
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I forgot to take the morning Ultram and Soma before we went to Adam's doctor check up appointment and it was raining and my rhinitis was flaring and my knees were aching stabbily and blah blah blah everything was horrible. But we got our flu shots and there was a CVS Extra Bucks coupon for 18.50 when I scanned my card, so we got a bunch of stuff and saved a bunch.
And when we got home, I went upstairs and prepared to sit on my couch and turn on my laptop, which meant I rapidly got a Luna in my lap kissing me and purring, as usual, which happens every time I sit down at my laptop on my couch; it's almost Pavlovian. OMG, Mama is going to the couch! Run run run! Jump on the lap! Get hugs! Yay!
Cats are fun.
Every time I marathon 'Futurama' I feel better. I'm not sure why. Actually I am sure why, but you don't need to know, because I'm always watching that damn show and you don't need to hear about it.
I have so, so, so many books to finish reading. I shall begin that forthwith. The painkillers have been actively and nicely painkilling since four this afternoon.
Also, I have weird pains in my right abdominal area near the bladder and surrounding muscles, so I am on a UTI watch and taking cranberry juice and extra extra ascorbic acid. So far, so good. But things happen. It is most likely just fibromyalgia being a bitch, plus gas bubbles, since I've been belching all day and the pain feels slightly better after each belch, but the spot is still tender and annoyingly stabby.

I have no idea why, but I love the shit out of this Wikipedia explanation.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Speculative_fiction
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These seasonal allergies are making me want to throw tantrums. I am doing every single thing I can think of to soothe, combat, and destroy.

Also, I am in a fibromyalgia flare and a spastic hypertona flare, and I am experiencing spastic hemiparesis to the point where my entire left side feels like a shaky ghost or a burning dream. Spastic hemiparesis is one of the most bizarre things ever, if you've never experienced it. Suddenly I am very glad the neurologist increased the dosage my epilepsy medication. Experiencing nerve freak-outs during a complex partial seizure that already throws me into a Wonderland dimension is reality-altering enough. Augh, sensory processing disorder sucks.

Dear Asclepius, Greek god of healing and medicine, son of Apollo, father of Panacea and Hygieia: Get your glorious golden ass over here and give me a boost, will you?
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These seasonal allergies are making me want to throw tantrums. I am doing every single thing I can think of to soothe, combat, and destroy.

Also, I am in a fibromyalgia flare and a spastic hypertona flare, and I am experiencing spastic hemiparesis to the point where my entire left side feels like a shaky ghost or a burning dream. Spastic hemiparesis is one of the most bizarre things ever, if you've never experienced it. Suddenly I am very glad the neurologist increased the dosage my epilepsy medication. Experiencing nerve freak-outs during a complex partial seizure that already throws me into a Wonderland dimension is reality-altering enough. Augh, sensory processing disorder sucks.

Dear Asclepius, Greek god of healing and medicine, son of Apollo, father of Panacea and Hygieia: Get your glorious golden ass over here and give me a boost, will you?
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These seasonal allergies are making me want to throw tantrums. I am doing every single thing I can think of to soothe, combat, and destroy.

Also, I am in a fibromyalgia flare and a spastic hypertona flare, and I am experiencing spastic hemiparesis to the point where my entire left side feels like a shaky ghost or a burning dream. Spastic hemiparesis is one of the most bizarre things ever, if you've never experienced it. Suddenly I am very glad the neurologist increased the dosage my epilepsy medication. Experiencing nerve freak-outs during a complex partial seizure that already throws me into a Wonderland dimension is reality-altering enough. Augh, sensory processing disorder sucks.

Dear Asclepius, Greek god of healing and medicine, son of Apollo, father of Panacea and Hygieia: Get your glorious golden ass over here and give me a boost, will you?
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These seasonal allergies are making me want to throw tantrums. I am doing every single thing I can think of to soothe, combat, and destroy.

Also, I am in a fibromyalgia flare and a spastic hypertona flare, and I am experiencing spastic hemiparesis to the point where my entire left side feels like a shaky ghost or a burning dream. Spastic hemiparesis is one of the most bizarre things ever, if you've never experienced it. Suddenly I am very glad the neurologist increased the dosage my epilepsy medication. Experiencing nerve freak-outs during a complex partial seizure that already throws me into a Wonderland dimension is reality-altering enough. Augh, sensory processing disorder sucks.

Dear Asclepius, Greek god of healing and medicine, son of Apollo, father of Panacea and Hygieia: Get your glorious golden ass over here and give me a boost, will you?
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Except the trees can go fuck themselves. Oh, wait. They did. They keep doing it. Get a room, trees.
Bless you, allergy treatmnets.
And migraine treatments.
And musculoskeletal pain treatments.
And arthralgia treatments.
Yes, that's enough outside-being for right now.
I think I shall watch some Mystery Science Theater 3000 on Netflix. Preferably with a cat on my lap.
I also have "Soft Kitty" going through my head. Why isn't "The Big Bang Theory" on Netflix yet?
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Except the trees can go fuck themselves. Oh, wait. They did. They keep doing it. Get a room, trees.
Bless you, allergy treatmnets.
And migraine treatments.
And musculoskeletal pain treatments.
And arthralgia treatments.
Yes, that's enough outside-being for right now.
I think I shall watch some Mystery Science Theater 3000 on Netflix. Preferably with a cat on my lap.
I also have "Soft Kitty" going through my head. Why isn't "The Big Bang Theory" on Netflix yet?
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Except the trees can go fuck themselves. Oh, wait. They did. They keep doing it. Get a room, trees.
Bless you, allergy treatmnets.
And migraine treatments.
And musculoskeletal pain treatments.
And arthralgia treatments.
Yes, that's enough outside-being for right now.
I think I shall watch some Mystery Science Theater 3000 on Netflix. Preferably with a cat on my lap.
I also have "Soft Kitty" going through my head. Why isn't "The Big Bang Theory" on Netflix yet?
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Except the trees can go fuck themselves. Oh, wait. They did. They keep doing it. Get a room, trees.
Bless you, allergy treatmnets.
And migraine treatments.
And musculoskeletal pain treatments.
And arthralgia treatments.
Yes, that's enough outside-being for right now.
I think I shall watch some Mystery Science Theater 3000 on Netflix. Preferably with a cat on my lap.
I also have "Soft Kitty" going through my head. Why isn't "The Big Bang Theory" on Netflix yet?
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Feeling like crap again. Opened all the windows, turned off the central air conditioning, turned on all the fans. Allergies are destroying me. No, that's too huge a word. Kicking ass, there we go. Took mangosteen, noni, and goji along with allergy pill. Eyes are burning less.

I just want a court date for my SSDI hearing so I can get this lingering anxiety over with. I don't know if I'll be approved but I just want to keep moving. I wish I were a stronger psychic.

Adam is safely in San Francisco. He'll be home by Wednesday. I'm watching random television shows and eating Terra Kettles Pesto & Smoked Mozzarella Potato Chips. I find the young actress Jane Levy, the main character of "Suburgatory," really beautiful.

One of the books I've been reading is "The Other Brain" by R. Douglas Fields, PhD. Holy shit, it's incredible.
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Feeling like crap again. Opened all the windows, turned off the central air conditioning, turned on all the fans. Allergies are destroying me. No, that's too huge a word. Kicking ass, there we go. Took mangosteen, noni, and goji along with allergy pill. Eyes are burning less.

I just want a court date for my SSDI hearing so I can get this lingering anxiety over with. I don't know if I'll be approved but I just want to keep moving. I wish I were a stronger psychic.

Adam is safely in San Francisco. He'll be home by Wednesday. I'm watching random television shows and eating Terra Kettles Pesto & Smoked Mozzarella Potato Chips. I find the young actress Jane Levy, the main character of "Suburgatory," really beautiful.

One of the books I've been reading is "The Other Brain" by R. Douglas Fields, PhD. Holy shit, it's incredible.
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Feeling like crap again. Opened all the windows, turned off the central air conditioning, turned on all the fans. Allergies are destroying me. No, that's too huge a word. Kicking ass, there we go. Took mangosteen, noni, and goji along with allergy pill. Eyes are burning less.

I just want a court date for my SSDI hearing so I can get this lingering anxiety over with. I don't know if I'll be approved but I just want to keep moving. I wish I were a stronger psychic.

Adam is safely in San Francisco. He'll be home by Wednesday. I'm watching random television shows and eating Terra Kettles Pesto & Smoked Mozzarella Potato Chips. I find the young actress Jane Levy, the main character of "Suburgatory," really beautiful.

One of the books I've been reading is "The Other Brain" by R. Douglas Fields, PhD. Holy shit, it's incredible.
brightrosefox: (Default)
Feeling like crap again. Opened all the windows, turned off the central air conditioning, turned on all the fans. Allergies are destroying me. No, that's too huge a word. Kicking ass, there we go. Took mangosteen, noni, and goji along with allergy pill. Eyes are burning less.

I just want a court date for my SSDI hearing so I can get this lingering anxiety over with. I don't know if I'll be approved but I just want to keep moving. I wish I were a stronger psychic.

Adam is safely in San Francisco. He'll be home by Wednesday. I'm watching random television shows and eating Terra Kettles Pesto & Smoked Mozzarella Potato Chips. I find the young actress Jane Levy, the main character of "Suburgatory," really beautiful.

One of the books I've been reading is "The Other Brain" by R. Douglas Fields, PhD. Holy shit, it's incredible.

Hmph

Mar. 30th, 2010 12:42 pm
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Fuck, I don't even want to move today.
But my hands move, and they fly across the keyboard. I am writing about cosmic dragons and cosmic unicorns and the psychics who have to live with them.
I've decided that yes, dammit, if you are psychotic and reality-bending enough, you can drag people physically into the astral plane for a little while, with enough shielding. Don't deny me this, I'm the author and my antagonist bends realities. So there. Also, dragons have eagle-like eyes (birds and reptiles share common ancestors, damn it), unicorns are any color they want to be, telekinesis can help heal fractures, and my main protagonist is about to have a very very bad day with no way out.
Maybe I just need to vent through characters.
Also, I am having a bad day. I feel like shit. Everything aches and burns. My sinuses throb. I took my vitamin D, my vitamin C, my magnesium, my MSM, my neem, my oregano and hemp oils. I stretched, I exercised, I meditated, I thought positive thoughts until my brain was leaking rainbows. I feel like shit. But that's okay. There are no miracles.
I'll feel better soon.

Hmph

Mar. 30th, 2010 12:42 pm
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Fuck, I don't even want to move today.
But my hands move, and they fly across the keyboard. I am writing about cosmic dragons and cosmic unicorns and the psychics who have to live with them.
I've decided that yes, dammit, if you are psychotic and reality-bending enough, you can drag people physically into the astral plane for a little while, with enough shielding. Don't deny me this, I'm the author and my antagonist bends realities. So there. Also, dragons have eagle-like eyes (birds and reptiles share common ancestors, damn it), unicorns are any color they want to be, telekinesis can help heal fractures, and my main protagonist is about to have a very very bad day with no way out.
Maybe I just need to vent through characters.
Also, I am having a bad day. I feel like shit. Everything aches and burns. My sinuses throb. I took my vitamin D, my vitamin C, my magnesium, my MSM, my neem, my oregano and hemp oils. I stretched, I exercised, I meditated, I thought positive thoughts until my brain was leaking rainbows. I feel like shit. But that's okay. There are no miracles.
I'll feel better soon.

Hmph

Mar. 30th, 2010 12:42 pm
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Fuck, I don't even want to move today.
But my hands move, and they fly across the keyboard. I am writing about cosmic dragons and cosmic unicorns and the psychics who have to live with them.
I've decided that yes, dammit, if you are psychotic and reality-bending enough, you can drag people physically into the astral plane for a little while, with enough shielding. Don't deny me this, I'm the author and my antagonist bends realities. So there. Also, dragons have eagle-like eyes (birds and reptiles share common ancestors, damn it), unicorns are any color they want to be, telekinesis can help heal fractures, and my main protagonist is about to have a very very bad day with no way out.
Maybe I just need to vent through characters.
Also, I am having a bad day. I feel like shit. Everything aches and burns. My sinuses throb. I took my vitamin D, my vitamin C, my magnesium, my MSM, my neem, my oregano and hemp oils. I stretched, I exercised, I meditated, I thought positive thoughts until my brain was leaking rainbows. I feel like shit. But that's okay. There are no miracles.
I'll feel better soon.

throb

Aug. 3rd, 2007 02:03 pm
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Dear sinuses,
Knock it off, or I will slaughter you.
Quit it. Seriously.
No love,
Jo

throb

Aug. 3rd, 2007 02:03 pm
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Dear sinuses,
Knock it off, or I will slaughter you.
Quit it. Seriously.
No love,
Jo

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