apollymi: Hicks holding Ripley as Ripley holds Newt, text reads "Family" (Aliens**Hicks/Ripley+Newt: Family)
So the doctor's appointment went fairly well. I'm pretty pleased with how it went.

I saw a temporary doctor today because my regular PCP is still on maternity leave. I kind of adore my temporary doctor, but she assures me that I will like the regular one once I get to meet her. Everyone at the office was super impressed with my record keeping and the fact I brought them in copies of some of my medical records. They all said it was a big help and gave them a good place to start, even if the records are four years out of date (because I haven't been to a doctor for more than a prescription top off or urgent care visit since then).

It did help that one of the records I found way a yearly summary, including medications I was taking at the time and what lab tests I had had done recently. Mostly those were checking and rechecking my A1C, my C-Reactive Protein, iron levels, and my thyroid levels. She expressed some concerns over the number of times they checked and rechecked my C-Reactive Proteins and thyroid levels. It seemed odd, she said, that they never managed to pin down the cause of my joint pain and just stopped at fibromyalgia without ever sending me to a rheumatologist. So she's not beating around the bush: she's sending me to one to try to pin down the problems with my joints.

Fibromyalgia is a diagnosis you only come to when you've exhausted all other possible diagnoses, apparently, and she was a little unhappy that they hung that diagnosis on me without those last few steps. If that makes sense.

So I'm back on some of my old medication: Albuterol (asthma), Maxalt (migraines), and Pantoprazole (gastroenteritis). I'm on a new antidepressant, Paxil. She's starting me on 10mg and will be building me up to 20mg in about a month. It's a chance to see if it's something that works better for me than some of the other things I've used over the years (Effexor, Zoloft, Wellbutrin, Zyprexa, and Elavil), since it might also help with my anxiety.

I'm just ready to start feeling more like who I used to be again. I'm sick and tired of feeling sick and tired.

I have to go back in three weeks, which is going to be fun, let me tell you, trying to get more time off work. I'll figure something out. I always do. (I always have to.)

Anyway, sleep now. It's an early, long day tomorrow, between [personal profile] katsuko's 6:00 IKEA shift, my 8:30 GSU shift, and [personal profile] katsuko's 5:00 Mirko shift. If nothing else, this visit has resulted in an admonition to try to take things easier... as well as a note to let me wear trainers to work, so that my plantar fasciitis has a chance to start trying to heal some.

And yeah, that's it. Later, all.

stuff

Sunday, 20 August 2017 06:48 pm
apollymi: Sarah reading a book, text reads "can't talk reading fanfic" (Labyrinth**Sarah: Can't talk - Fanfic!)
Of the past 75 days, I've been bleeding for 51 of them. I had a relatively blood-free day yesterday, just some light spotting, but it's back with a vengeance today. I haven't wanted to move at all, thanks to the cramps, and I feel like I've only barely choked down food all day. Big not fun, really.

And yeah, I've barely gotten any writing done. I've been trying. Gods know that I've been trying, but obviously, when I feel like shit, not a lot gets done. I'm trying to get caught up for the month, but that's looking sort of iffy.

So yeah, I'm tired. I'm bleeding again. I'm roasting. I'm cramping. I'm nauseated. I'm enjoying exactly none of this.

If I put all my symptoms into WebMD, it's convinced I'm in perimenopause. I... think I could live with this. Yeah, it's incredibly early. Yeah, I already asked Mum, and both she and Grandmother had hysterectomies in their 30s, so they don't feel like they're good examples of when women in our family have menopause. Granted, I'm now old enough to have a hysterectomy if I wanted to; Georgia state law says I have to be over 35 or have 3 kids... and have my husband's permission. But still... That's a topic for another day, after the doctor's appointment and whatever results I get from it.

And yeah, I think I'm going to try to make some words happen today. I'm not greatly hopeful, but I'm going to try. Later, all.

Writing

Sunday, 13 August 2017 11:31 pm
apollymi: Faraday in black and white, holding his gun, no text (Mag7**Faraday: Black and white)
I didn't get up to as much writing as I wanted to today. Gods know I tried, but the Nyquil and the headache and the lack of headphones didn't cooperate with this endeavor.

In further explanation, I took Nyquil to go to sleep last night. I slept the sleep of the well drugged, completely unconcerned for any spats the kitty girls might have been having. I barely woke up in time for [personal profile] katsuko to go to work, and I barely stayed awake long enough to get her text that she was arrived safely at work. At that point, I laid back down. Luci woke me up at 9:30 knocking stuff off the fridge, because her leaper is fantastic but her traction is in the negatives. I futzed about on the net for a bit, and then I fell asleep again rather than cook lunch. Yes, I literally decided to sleep rather than eat. I do this on the weekends. I don't care.

The headache, I think, is pretty self-explanatory. I took some ibuprofen, and that seemed to help.

The lack of headphones, however, requires some story time. Probably not much, but some. See, I loaned [personal profile] katsuko my headphones. They're not a great pair. In fact, I didn't even buy them: I found them at Panera about 10 months ago. Which is funny, because it was at Panera that I needed them. And I didn't have them. And oh gods, but the children in Panera today made me want to scream.

I have never before met so many children in one place that made me want birth control. Like, "ladies, I know they're your special snowflake of love and all, but they're making me wish for my uterus to spontaneously jump out of my body and flee to the hills". And "I see someone sitting by themselves trying to get work done... I must sit my three children next to them in the empty restaurant". Fucking Buckhead, man. Fucking Buckhead. It made me want to create a Tumblr just to bitch about it, with the subtitle being Buckhead: Where Southern Hospitality Goes To Die.

And Luci has decided today that she loves Roo's old Purple Mouse. Unlike Roo, though, she does not roll over on her back and put it on her head. She lays sedately next to it and sort of snuggles up to it, like it's her best homie. All love should be as pure as Luci and Purple Mouse.

And yeah, I'm deeply out of it, I think, so I'm going to go throw myself at my bed in hopes that sleep will happen. Or something. But hopefully sleep.
apollymi: Kaiba looking pissed, purple overtones, text reads "Cursed" (YGO**Kaiba: Cursed)
This is going to just be a quickie post while I'm working on getting tonight's episode of Game of Thrones to cooperate.

I feel like this whole week has been a very "one thing after another after another" kind of week. (Yes, I'm counting Sunday as part of last week.) I had the jury duty on Monday. I had a long week at work. I keep getting headaches out of nowhere, unconnected to whether I'm wearing my contacts or my glasses. I had someone complain about me on Friday at work (because I wouldn't let her skip line to go to the bathroom). Yesterday, I ended up wasting a good chunk of the morning waiting to get my contacts... and then most of the rest of the day hunched up in an uncomfortable chair at IKEA. Today I spent bouncing between Panera Breads while [personal profile] katsuko was at first IKEA then Mirko.

I've had a screaming headache since around lunchtime. Unfortunately, I had nothing to take for it until I got home around 10 this evening.

And now we have a flat tire on the car from running over a nail. Because fuck my life.

Honestly.

still tired

Wednesday, 2 August 2017 10:42 pm
apollymi: Vasquez firing two guns, flames behind him, no text (Mag7**Vasquez: Fire)
I'm still so damn tired. I tried to take a nap when we got home from GSU today, but that just didn't seem to work. Mostly my brain wouldn't shut off, despite the massive headache I've been rocking since around lunchtime today.

I think I'm going to try again with laying down soon. To hell with the number of words I get done today. I don't even care that it's fairly low. I'm just tired and feeling like hell.

Sleep sounds more appealing than words.
apollymi: Stitch looking shocked and dismayed, text reads "Oh noes!" (L&S**Stitch: Oh Noes!)
It's only Wednesday, and I'm already starting the 'ready for the weekend' song and dance routine. But it's true. I am ready for the weekend.

I'm hoping to get by the eye doctor this weekend, me and [personal profile] katsuko both. I need new contact lenses like months ago, and she's sadly in need of new glasses. If we can at least get prescriptions for them both, then we can start shopping around for good prices on them.

I'm still working on [community profile] 15kinks. I finished the "Fisting" prompt, and now I'm working on both "Spanking" and "Role Playing" at the same time. Because I'm crazy, apparently. [personal profile] katsuko is trying to make her way through the rest of the stuff at Rose Creek, so that we can start getting to the juicier bits, where they're starting a relationship, not just... you know... fucking.

And I guess I'm going to apply myself towards these two prompts.

Goodnight, all.
apollymi: Manic look Ninth Doctor, text reads "I solemnly swear I'm up to no good" (DW**9th Doctor: Up to no good)
I'm still kicking with the headache. It dimmed a bit earlier in the day, but it's back again full force now. I am not digging it, not in the least.

[personal profile] sharpest_asp, I fully intend to give your suggestion a try, but I have to buy both a hot back and s new cold pack before I can do anything like that.

In the meanwhile, I've already taken my Nyquil for the evening, so I'm going to try to go on to bed a bit early, see if that helps. I'm going to take my own advice and haul my pitiful ass on to bed.

Goodnight, all.

Screamer

Sunday, 18 June 2017 11:14 pm
apollymi: Vasquez firing his gun, no text (Mag7**Vasquez: Out of focus)
I've had a screaming headache since yesterday. Consequently, I did a lot of sleeping today to try to get rid of it.

Sadly, it didn't help me nearly as much as I would have liked it to. Neither did all the Excedrin I've taken today. I would hate to think that the Excedrin is stopping to work, because it's been one of the only non-prescription medicines that work on my headaches.

Consequently, it's been a very bad set of days for writing for me. *sad face* All weekend has been bad writing days. Friday, I had just over 400 words, and Saturday I had just over 300 words. Today isn't shaping up to be too good either. But I'll take what I can get, and maybe tomorrow will be better. I'll be back on my usual schedule, and that usually helps me with the writing.

And that's about it. Later, all.

Visit

Saturday, 17 June 2017 10:36 pm
apollymi: Kyo and Yuya back to back, red background, no text (SDK**Kyo/Yuya: The red strokes)
Mum and I had a very nice visit today. We went to see Mamma Mia at the (fabulous) Fox. And yeah, I'm going to have to remember that, because it is a pretty fabulous theater. Supposedly it's an old silent movie house that's been converted fo using with plays and so forth.

What I do have is a nasty headache. I'm not sure I"ll be able to get fully to sleep with it, but the little catnaps I've been grabbing aren't exactly dissuading me from my bed. In fact, they're really rather tempting me that way.

It's taken me thirty minutes to type out this much. I don't think today's going to be a particularly good day for writing. writing. i'll just have to make it up tomorrow. I'm usually pretty good for that.

And besides, Roo is making a point of making a huge mess, so I need to deal with that first. And sleep sounds so damn good right now that even I can't talk myself into staying up to write instead. Plus it might help with the headache I've been kicking since halfway through the play.

So... yeah... sleep.

Felined

Thursday, 15 June 2017 10:32 pm
apollymi: Doujinshi art of Sirius Black, no text (HP**Sirius: Do not approve)
My lap has been pretty thoroughly felined. In other words, Roo has taken over my lap and is using it as his secret base from which to launch sneak attacks on the keyboard. This means either trying to lift the keyboard cover off the keys themselves or bite at my fingers. He's fine with either one, even if I'm not.

The interesting thing about trying to do collaborate writing in Google Documents is being able to see the words someone else is writing go into the the file in almost real time. It gets funnier when you get to see the typos that go along with the writing live as well.

Reading-wise, my life has been pretty damn good. Two of my favorite The Magnificent Seven stories updated in the last two days: Luck of the Draw and Melt the Elements. These are actually two of my very favorite Mag7 stories, so it kinda makes my day to see them both updated. It would be lovely if one of the other Mag7 stories I love updates tomorrow to keep the trend going. (I'm hoping for "Shifting Through the Ashes" by [archiveofourown.org profile] SnubbingApollo. It hasn't updated in months, and I need more STAT.)

I spent nearly 6 weeks without a period. I finally got it last Monday after spotting all the weekend before. I've had it since last Monday. Let me repeat that: I have had my period ongoing since 05 June. It's showing no signs of stopping. Or easing. Or even slowing down. And I'm now googling veggie foods that are high in iron, because I actually came pretty close to passing out at work today. Obviously this was no fun (or else I wouldn't be trying so hard to find something to take or eat to counter it), but it would have been the ideal day for it: we had a bunch of doctors in today getting recertified.

And yeah, that's about it for me for today. I'm going to go lay down and try to see if some rest will make me feel better. Later, all.

Lazy day

Thursday, 16 March 2017 10:45 pm
apollymi: Hicks holding Ripley back, text reads "Together" (Aliens**Hicks/Ripley: Together)
I did a whole lot of nothing today. I feel vaguely more human than I did yesterday or the day before, but I also feel like I could use two or three more days of this to be in a better place mentally. I'm still working on it, and mostly it involves sleeping a lot. But I'm getting there. I'm trying.

I still have moments where I just want to go jump off a bridge. I'm not exaggerating. I want to jump off a bridge. I'm afraid of heights. But no, my brain has decided that the 400-to-85N overpass looks really fucking appealing. I drive over it once a week, and I drive under it three or four times a week. It's a constant thought. I tell myself that rush hour traffic is bad enough without a body to contend with too. Some days it even helps.

What I haven't done yet today is write. I've answered questions about writing. I've read other people's writing. But I have done very little of my own.

I need Wicked Ones to talk to me. I need to know what the hell is going on in Joshua's head, post-confrontation with Goody. I know he's working his own way to a better mental place, but he's not 100% there yet.

Damn, I wish all my friends from all my fandoms would watch this movie. I appreciate all the reviews and such I've been getting, but there are just times I want to see what [personal profile] desolate03 or [personal profile] daimeryan_rei think of some of the crap I'm writing right now. Granted, some of the stories are so AU that you almost don't need to have seen the movie. But sometimes we just flat out skip scenes that we didn't change from the movie, so that doesn't actually work.

The cut on my hand is looking a little closer to healed. I almost think the part across the meat is nearly there. It's the part that's closer to the side and the nail that is still lingering. The butterfly bandages have done a great job of keeping it from moving and all, so it is getting a chance to heal up nicely. It ain't gonna be pretty, but hopefully sooner or later, it'll be healed up.

What little I have written today has been on Monstrous: After Midnight. I'm working on the final battle in chunks and pieces. I have a whole mess of things that have to happen. I need to get through the Gatling gun, Fae-raday being shot, Jack Horne turning wendigo, blowing up the Gatling gun, and the aftermath. I don't know what [personal profile] katsuko's plans are, if she's going to try to get us to the point I'm writing, if she's going to tackle the Bogue takedown, or what's happening.

And that's enough whinging for today. I've been working on this for well over an hour now. That's longer than any journal post of any length should take.

Later, all.

Sniffles

Friday, 16 December 2016 11:26 pm
apollymi: Hatter with a cuppa, text reads "Tea?" (Alice**Hatter: Tea?)
Okay, I have a bad case of the sniffles. It's almost embarrassing. But it also seems to be a case of I'm slowly getting better, so that's a good thing, yeah?

On the downside, though, the living room light hurts my eyes, and I am just ready to collapse.

But I also want to be writing. FML. Just FML.

another headache

Wednesday, 14 December 2016 11:32 pm
apollymi: Hicks holding Ripley as Ripley holds Newt, text reads "Family" (Aliens**Hicks/Ripley+Newt: Family)
I'm rocking another headache today, and I'd really like to not be.

I finished making the second pass over that manga and got it sent off to Seven Seas. This one was a fun one called Magia the Ninth. It reminded me of Yami no Matsuei, in a few weird ways.

I wrote a little bit on Main Verse while I was helping [personal profile] katsuko with the laundry today.

But mostly I rocked this headache.
apollymi: Zack holding Cloud, doujinshi art, text reads "Dream of me" (FF7**Zack/Cloud: Dream of me)
I've got a bad case of the headaches, one of those screamers right behind my forehead. Those are the ones that I tend to blame on being lazy during the day and not getting up and doing enough. You know, the "I've rested too much" kind of headaches. Which I fucking hate, because I needed some relaxing today, not a headache.

Also, I fell at work yesterday taking a dirty napkin to the kitchen, so I have a bad case of the all over aches. I didn't damage anything, but I'm certainly sore from it today. It's been me and the kitties and the heating pad most of the day today... and that's been quite fine.

NaNoWriMo Day 16

Wednesday, 16 November 2016 11:07 pm
apollymi: Hotaru skipping happily, text reads "The Hotaru-verse is a shiny and fluffy place with skipping" (SDK**Hotaru: It's a skipping happy unive)
We did Roo's vet visit. We had the same technician and doctor as our last visit, so that was good. They both commented on how much better he looked. His temperature was up a bit, closer to where it should be, at 100.3°F. His weight was also up, from 8.3 to 10.5 pounds. The doctor did say that he felt a lot better with how Roo was acting and with his vitals, but he still had some concerns and so did some blood work that we'll hear back on from tomorrow. He did decide to keep him on the antibiotics another couple of weeks, so we ended up having to buy some pill pockets to see that wouldn't be an easier solution for pilling this cat.

I did point out how he grinds his teeth when he's eating, and the vet said that's something some cats just do as they get older and wear them down. He didn't see any infection in the teeth just visually looking, though there was some plaque. He did say that he would like to see some of that new weight distribute to somewhere other than his belly but agreed that it would take a little bit of time for that to happen. He was also pleased with how his gums are starting to pinken up a bit.

He did say for us to keep giving him the rest of the medicine, and he did also decide to keep him on the Predisolone for another two more weeks or until we run out. Sadly, that's the one that's twice a day, so it's a huge hassle. Again, we go some pill pockets to see if that make a difference in the relative ease of the whole procedure.

Grandmother's in the hospital right now with a low hemoglobin count. It's not the first time, but we're taking no chances. So obviously Mum didn't come today, and now the rescheduled date of Saturday is looking a bit iffy.

I've not got as many words today as I would have hoped, given everything going on, so I'll just make content with this, since I do have a bit of a surplus.

Either way, I'll break off here and get back to my writings. Here's the most up to date word count:


33833 / 50000 words. 68% done!

NaNoWriMo Day 12

Saturday, 12 November 2016 09:37 pm
apollymi: Bakura & Kaiba fanart commission, text reads "Apollymi" (Mag7**Vasquez/Faraday: Faded memories)
I'm still managing to stay a bit ahead on NaNoWriMo, though I'm not sure that I'll continue growing my lead as I have been being. I'm trying to fight off a sinus infection before it starts, and I'm none too sure how well the attempt is going. I can't bend over without getting a horrible smell in my right nostril, and it's driving me nuts. Couple that with the cough and headache, and I figure it's another sinus infection trying to slip up on me.

Roo's still doing much better. He won't let me have a look at his gums, but he's definitely eating better. I'm not sure if he's put on weight, but he does feel a bit heavier when he's laying on me, so... maybe? We'll need to take him back to the doctor on Wednesday to see if he's doing better and if his anemia is being helped by all his medications and such. We've run out of his high calorie cat food from the vet, but we've got him on a grain-free wet and dry food for now. It seems to be helping.

I'm just so tired, even though today was my day off and I did purposefully did very little. Part of it is, I'm sure, the not feeling well. Part of it is likely the depression. And part of is just how much everything, especially work and money issues, is wearing down on me. I need a new job, some place that is hopefully less stress than the restaurant and pays decently, so I can starting working on getting myself out of crippling debt.

In the meanwhile, though, I am going to try to continue to make myself focus on making the words keep coming for these stories. I might wish I had some talent for writing the sexy time bits, but alas, that doesn't come easily for me. I have a few stories that toe the line, but they were a lot of work and I can't say I'm overly proud of those parts of them. Can I blame this on the whole ace thing? I love reading and writing romance-type things, but teh sex? Trying to write it makes my brain freeze up.

And that's a whole lot of babble for a small amount of actual content. I'm gonna leave off here and try to make these damn idiot boys give me my full word count for the day. Here's where I'm at right now, though:


22495 / 50000 words. 45% done!

Meh

Saturday, 29 October 2016 03:49 pm
apollymi: Jensen playing with the homemade monsters,  text reads "I am sane-ish" (Losers**Jensen: Sane-ish)
I'm nursing a powerful headache (as usual), a stiff neck, and a powerful bout of exhaustion. All I keep thinking about is how much I'd like to go home and go back to bed. But alas, I cannot do that.

There's an aging goth sitting at the table in front of me, so close I can see a stray hair sitting at the top of the back of her shirt. It's making me nuts; I want to get the stray hair.

We had a couple come in the restaurant last night in costume. He was a male Harley Quinn, while she was Little Red Riding Hood. They were seriously adorable. He had been worried that people might react negatively to them in costume, but apparently my reaction (pretty much, gushing over how cute they looked) reassured him.

And that's all I've got for today. Later, all.

Wiped

Tuesday, 11 October 2016 10:20 pm
apollymi: 3 sections, 1st close up of Nick's lower face, 2nd Nick & Cassie at table, 3rd Cassie holding head in pain, no text (Push**Nick+Cassie: Watcher Mover)
Damn, I'm tired. I got up this morning with fairly easily -- sort of -- and [personal profile] katsuko got the catering handled all right enough. We got Chipotle for lunch, hit up an art store in the same shopping center. (She got drawing supplies, while I bought a truly impressive number of pens, so help with my writer's block issues, because weirdly changing pens -- especially for a purple or teal one -- does seem to help.) And I got her dropped off at IKEA all right. It took forever to get home, but once I was there, I hung out with the kitties and even managed a brief nap. So I have no idea why I'm still tired.

But now I'm at the MARTA station waiting for her. We're going to go ahead and do the laundry tonight (and maybe hit the gym while the clothes are in dryer) because we have some thoughts of hitting the factory outlet stores in Dawsonville tomorrow. We've both killed our most comfortable shoes, after all.

Something

Monday, 10 October 2016 11:41 pm
apollymi: Ginji in taro/chibi mode with teary eyes (GB**Ginji: *wibble eyes*)
I'm tired. I hurt. My feet are killing me, and I nearly brained myself on my break today.

I guess mostly I'm just ready to collapse in my bed.

Survival

Friday, 30 September 2016 11:45 pm
apollymi: Close up of Hicks' face, text reads "Save your life" (Aliens**Hicks: Save your life)
Well, I made it through the day and all that. Without homicide too! Go me!

Interview today went... okay, I guess.

And yeah, that's about it. Later!