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Nov. 22nd, 2013 03:35 pm
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
I finished up my captivity eeg last night, and the tech came and took the equipment away so they can read the tape. I am left with a ring of surface burns around my forehead, and probably more on my scalp. I look like a plague victim, but I'm not contagious, honest, it's just that me and electricity have a very intense relationship. Fortunately, of all my vanity, little of it is reserved for my face. So that works out. And it will heal eventually, as long as I can keep from picking at it, which so far has been a moderately successful venture.

I don't think I had any seizures while they were watching, but I did have some dizzy spells, so we will see if that is worth anything from a diagnostic perspective. Otherwise, it will be like when you take your car into the mechanic because it's making a noise, and the shop keeps it for three days but can't get it to make the noise, so it's a lot of trouble and not a lot of use. But who knows? Maybe I have interesting neurological events in my sleep.

While awake, I mostly ended up watching television during the study, which is fine, because exposure to flashing lights and colors is one of the things they want to look at. I am now caught up on Sherlock, for example. And 98% of Henry IV part 1, except that my DVD player choked and died immediately after Hal killed Hotspur. I don't think that much happens thereafter except for reconciliations and wrap=ups, but still. Annoying. The DVD player on the laptop either is completely useless or is not very good and reading home-burned discs. I'm going to have to watch the end of the play on the real television, I guess. Which is fine. It's in a different room from the one I've been seeing too much of this week.

As far as useful things go, I did not have much hope of accomplishing any, once I grasped that I was only allowed to be in the living room for the bulk of the time. I did start a batch of cocoa brandy for the holidays, got the Longest Night Ball tickets page up and running, and worked on my gleeman's cloak a bit (that being the go-to project for pretty much any time I have with nothing pressing to do). But that was about it. Didn't even get to make my pie, after all that. I guess I will do that tomorrow. Something to look forward to. :)
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
Since I'm home with the sickness, I figured I'd do something useful with my day. I updated my Etsy shop with the new shinies. Anybody want to buy shinies? I'll wipe them down with sanitizer before I send them to you. :)
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
Since I'm home with the sickness, I figured I'd do something useful with my day. I updated my Etsy shop with the new shinies. Anybody want to buy shinies? I'll wipe them down with sanitizer before I send them to you. :)
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
After consuming all the fluids in the world, and a fair amount of hot-sauce-spiked cheese with garlic crackers, I am now feeling much more like a living human being. You probably still shouldn't kiss me, but that's because of the garlic crackers. My body temperature is still a bit higher than usual, but it's 98.3, compared to standard 97.9. Much better than the previous 99.8. Still don't know what the problem is/was. Not strep, despite having been exposed. Not pneumonia, despite feeling for the last few days as if I had iron bars wrapped around my chest. Probably something viral, said Dr. Younger-than-Me, rest, drink lots of fluids, have some chicken soup. Anyway. (I'm pretty sure Dr. Younger-than-Me is a med student. At least, she had to go talk to some other doctor before making any diagnoses or decisions. Still, neither x-rays nor strep cultures lie, so I'm pretty sure she's right about no strep or pneumonia.)

It's been nice to have a couple days of time off, even though I've spent most of it either napping or staring at the PC screen. I should be using it to prep EiR class. Maybe I'll get some of that in when I get done with this post, who knows?
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
After consuming all the fluids in the world, and a fair amount of hot-sauce-spiked cheese with garlic crackers, I am now feeling much more like a living human being. You probably still shouldn't kiss me, but that's because of the garlic crackers. My body temperature is still a bit higher than usual, but it's 98.3, compared to standard 97.9. Much better than the previous 99.8. Still don't know what the problem is/was. Not strep, despite having been exposed. Not pneumonia, despite feeling for the last few days as if I had iron bars wrapped around my chest. Probably something viral, said Dr. Younger-than-Me, rest, drink lots of fluids, have some chicken soup. Anyway. (I'm pretty sure Dr. Younger-than-Me is a med student. At least, she had to go talk to some other doctor before making any diagnoses or decisions. Still, neither x-rays nor strep cultures lie, so I'm pretty sure she's right about no strep or pneumonia.)

It's been nice to have a couple days of time off, even though I've spent most of it either napping or staring at the PC screen. I should be using it to prep EiR class. Maybe I'll get some of that in when I get done with this post, who knows?
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
I need a new doctor.

I've been trying to get a prescription refilled for four days now. I am out of meds. This is not like my viagra prescription, kids. I do not take medication for the sheer joy of taking medication. I take medication because I am ill. The doctor's office staff does not seem to be able to get his signature on the refill sheet, or does not seem to be able to get the refills sheet to the pharmacy, or something. Four days. No meds. Two messages for the office staff. No meds. Three faxes from the pharmacy. No meds.

You may recall similar outrage on my part when they failed to get any lab reports from my emergency room visit, Not Very Long Ago. But now, now I am done. I will require a new primary care person. Does anybody locally have any recommendations?
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
I need a new doctor.

I've been trying to get a prescription refilled for four days now. I am out of meds. This is not like my viagra prescription, kids. I do not take medication for the sheer joy of taking medication. I take medication because I am ill. The doctor's office staff does not seem to be able to get his signature on the refill sheet, or does not seem to be able to get the refills sheet to the pharmacy, or something. Four days. No meds. Two messages for the office staff. No meds. Three faxes from the pharmacy. No meds.

You may recall similar outrage on my part when they failed to get any lab reports from my emergency room visit, Not Very Long Ago. But now, now I am done. I will require a new primary care person. Does anybody locally have any recommendations?
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
I got my air purifier about two days ago. Set it up next to the bed, which drops the sexiness of my bedroom setup significantly. On the other hand, I can now breathe, and I have pretty much stopped coughing, so I've stopped losing sexy points based on snot and hacking. I'm calling it good. The air purifier is not the Tesla Roadster of air purifiers, but it might be the Infiniti G Coupe. It has a remote control, which is necessary to switch between several different operating modes. There is an owner's manual which is not as large as the one for my car, but larger than the one on the last audio equipment I bought. It has an automatic mode, in which it senses concentration of crap in the air and responds. Like most people probably would be, I said "Yeah right" about this. But lo, if you stand next to the machine while it's on auto and fart, it spins up to a higher mode. Little things impress me.

In other news, I still have no test results. I do, however, have an appointment with my doctor on Friday. Perhaps by then, they will have resolved the records problem. Or, you know, not. Since my initial episode, I've had about three more, though none were nearly as severe as the first one. I have some remaining concern about whether I'm having small strokes, or perhaps a brain tumor, or something similarly awful that will either kill me soon or render me some sort of vegetable. I'm particularly concerned about the vegetable part. [livejournal.com profile] triadruid offered to take me in to have "DNR" tattooed on my chest, if it would make me feel better about things. Which, of course, it bloody well would.

Other than that, I'm just freaking busy all the time. I get to go to Nebraska next week, woo hoo. Actually, I am pretty excited about that. I've never been to Nebraska, so I get to mark it off the list of states I've never been to. And, if that weren't enough, the Omaha zoo has the world's largest indoor swamp. I absolutely must see that. Strangely, though, it's not generating much interest in my traveling companions.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
I got my air purifier about two days ago. Set it up next to the bed, which drops the sexiness of my bedroom setup significantly. On the other hand, I can now breathe, and I have pretty much stopped coughing, so I've stopped losing sexy points based on snot and hacking. I'm calling it good. The air purifier is not the Tesla Roadster of air purifiers, but it might be the Infiniti G Coupe. It has a remote control, which is necessary to switch between several different operating modes. There is an owner's manual which is not as large as the one for my car, but larger than the one on the last audio equipment I bought. It has an automatic mode, in which it senses concentration of crap in the air and responds. Like most people probably would be, I said "Yeah right" about this. But lo, if you stand next to the machine while it's on auto and fart, it spins up to a higher mode. Little things impress me.

In other news, I still have no test results. I do, however, have an appointment with my doctor on Friday. Perhaps by then, they will have resolved the records problem. Or, you know, not. Since my initial episode, I've had about three more, though none were nearly as severe as the first one. I have some remaining concern about whether I'm having small strokes, or perhaps a brain tumor, or something similarly awful that will either kill me soon or render me some sort of vegetable. I'm particularly concerned about the vegetable part. [livejournal.com profile] triadruid offered to take me in to have "DNR" tattooed on my chest, if it would make me feel better about things. Which, of course, it bloody well would.

Other than that, I'm just freaking busy all the time. I get to go to Nebraska next week, woo hoo. Actually, I am pretty excited about that. I've never been to Nebraska, so I get to mark it off the list of states I've never been to. And, if that weren't enough, the Omaha zoo has the world's largest indoor swamp. I absolutely must see that. Strangely, though, it's not generating much interest in my traveling companions.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
So, yesterday, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I were partaking of a late night Applebees dinner (because it's Kansas. If it's after 9 p.m., you pretty much have Applebees or Denny's), when I had some sort of neurological event.

I'd had a headache for a while, which was not alarming particularly, because I've also had sinus problems for the last lifetime, and I figured that was what that was about. When we got to the restaurant, I noticed that I was having a hard time reading the menu. I attributed that to the fact that the overhead light in our booth was out, but there was a street-light right outside the window that was all orange sodium and obnoxious. I assumed the halos and whatnot were artifacts of glare. But then, I started to fail at speaking. If you know me, you know I'm pretty good with words, so when I was consistently unable to pull up the word to describe a thing, and began to use the wrong small words, and slur my speaking, I was sort of alarmed. Then, pieces of my right side began to go numb.

At that point, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid, who had been trying to keep my brain engaged as I was fumbling, offered to take me in for medical attention. We spent ten minutes short of five hours in the Emergency Room. I had bloodwork and a CAT scan, all of which came back normal. So I really don't know what happened. By the time I had been in the waiting room about an hour, I was able to do all of the word puzzles in the newspaper without difficulty. I seem to be fine today.

The whole episode was very bizarre and I hope not to repeat it any time soon.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
So, yesterday, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid and I were partaking of a late night Applebees dinner (because it's Kansas. If it's after 9 p.m., you pretty much have Applebees or Denny's), when I had some sort of neurological event.

I'd had a headache for a while, which was not alarming particularly, because I've also had sinus problems for the last lifetime, and I figured that was what that was about. When we got to the restaurant, I noticed that I was having a hard time reading the menu. I attributed that to the fact that the overhead light in our booth was out, but there was a street-light right outside the window that was all orange sodium and obnoxious. I assumed the halos and whatnot were artifacts of glare. But then, I started to fail at speaking. If you know me, you know I'm pretty good with words, so when I was consistently unable to pull up the word to describe a thing, and began to use the wrong small words, and slur my speaking, I was sort of alarmed. Then, pieces of my right side began to go numb.

At that point, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid, who had been trying to keep my brain engaged as I was fumbling, offered to take me in for medical attention. We spent ten minutes short of five hours in the Emergency Room. I had bloodwork and a CAT scan, all of which came back normal. So I really don't know what happened. By the time I had been in the waiting room about an hour, I was able to do all of the word puzzles in the newspaper without difficulty. I seem to be fine today.

The whole episode was very bizarre and I hope not to repeat it any time soon.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
I sold my car today. I am spending the money on a HEPA air purifier for my bedroom.

This is the kind of exciting life I lead.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
I sold my car today. I am spending the money on a HEPA air purifier for my bedroom.

This is the kind of exciting life I lead.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
I know it's spring because:
- I have a persistent chest cough.
- The dog broke off his line and toured the neighborhood yesterday for the first time since last fall.
- It snowed yesterday, even though it was about 40 degrees out.
- I went clothes shopping the other day and discovered that there will be no full-length pants available for female-bodied people this year, either.
- The seasonal shipment of Peeps in spring colors arrived in the mail from Mom. (Along with two cards - one was from Grandma and Grandpa and contained a sermon. The other was from Mom and Dad and contained an infidelity joke.)
- I think 50 degrees is warm.
- I see people dressed in shorts and t-shirts and people dressed in long coats with scarf and earmuff, on the same day, in the same block.

In other news, since I was ill this weekend, I finished up the second season of Doctor Who. I can probably manage to watch season 3 by the time season 4 is finished... (But I may never catch up to Torchwood.)
Things I have learned from watching Doctor Who:
- Any plan is a good plan if it is communicated enthusiastically enough.
- Evil robots are part of the collective unconscious. Similarly, zombies exist in every civilization worthy of the name.
- If something is part of the problem, it's likely to be part of the solution.
- Nothing, no matter how horrible it seems, is irreversible.
- The quality that makes the human race worthy of protection is primarily a drive to mess with things we don't understand. This is also the quality that makes the human race most in need of protection.
- As a writer, you only get to use any given deus ex machina explanation once. After that, you have to think of a new one.
- The more likely you are to say something is impossible, the more likely it is to exist somewhere.
- If you are a female traveler, you should make an attempt to dress to blend in with the locals anywhere you go. If you are a male traveler, the same outfit works for you everywhere.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
I know it's spring because:
- I have a persistent chest cough.
- The dog broke off his line and toured the neighborhood yesterday for the first time since last fall.
- It snowed yesterday, even though it was about 40 degrees out.
- I went clothes shopping the other day and discovered that there will be no full-length pants available for female-bodied people this year, either.
- The seasonal shipment of Peeps in spring colors arrived in the mail from Mom. (Along with two cards - one was from Grandma and Grandpa and contained a sermon. The other was from Mom and Dad and contained an infidelity joke.)
- I think 50 degrees is warm.
- I see people dressed in shorts and t-shirts and people dressed in long coats with scarf and earmuff, on the same day, in the same block.

In other news, since I was ill this weekend, I finished up the second season of Doctor Who. I can probably manage to watch season 3 by the time season 4 is finished... (But I may never catch up to Torchwood.)
Things I have learned from watching Doctor Who:
- Any plan is a good plan if it is communicated enthusiastically enough.
- Evil robots are part of the collective unconscious. Similarly, zombies exist in every civilization worthy of the name.
- If something is part of the problem, it's likely to be part of the solution.
- Nothing, no matter how horrible it seems, is irreversible.
- The quality that makes the human race worthy of protection is primarily a drive to mess with things we don't understand. This is also the quality that makes the human race most in need of protection.
- As a writer, you only get to use any given deus ex machina explanation once. After that, you have to think of a new one.
- The more likely you are to say something is impossible, the more likely it is to exist somewhere.
- If you are a female traveler, you should make an attempt to dress to blend in with the locals anywhere you go. If you are a male traveler, the same outfit works for you everywhere.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (amazing isn't it)
I don't usually like to journal about bodily functions other than the occasional declaration that I have become a plague zombie, which I think is necessary because it lets you know why I haven't been journalling and because it alerts people to the possible necessity to keep weaponry on hand in case my brain runs out my ears and I decide to go visiting. Anyway. I don't usually go there, but this is kinda neat. Read more... )
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
I don't usually like to journal about bodily functions other than the occasional declaration that I have become a plague zombie, which I think is necessary because it lets you know why I haven't been journalling and because it alerts people to the possible necessity to keep weaponry on hand in case my brain runs out my ears and I decide to go visiting. Anyway. I don't usually go there, but this is kinda neat. Read more... )
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
Apparently, I'm not going to recover from the flu, I'm just going to turn into some sort of shambling plague zombie, and wander about a post-apocalyptic wasteland groaning and searching for fresh brains, warm tea, and tylenol. You will know that I have become a plague zombie because I'll be out of the house but still in my bathrobe. So, if you see me lurching down your street in a bathrobe making imploring pill-bottle gestures, just go ahead and knock off my head with a cricket bat. Don't hesitate, don't recall the friend you once had, just go ahead and dispatch me. It's always the sentimentality that does them in in the movies.
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
Apparently, I'm not going to recover from the flu, I'm just going to turn into some sort of shambling plague zombie, and wander about a post-apocalyptic wasteland groaning and searching for fresh brains, warm tea, and tylenol. You will know that I have become a plague zombie because I'll be out of the house but still in my bathrobe. So, if you see me lurching down your street in a bathrobe making imploring pill-bottle gestures, just go ahead and knock off my head with a cricket bat. Don't hesitate, don't recall the friend you once had, just go ahead and dispatch me. It's always the sentimentality that does them in in the movies.

Bleh.

Feb. 11th, 2008 10:15 am
featherynscale: Schmendrick the magician from The Last Unicorn (Default)
I have, in my usual helpful manner, managed to make myself ill. I will spare you the details of the ill, but will say it pretty much means I'm at the house, trying to lay low for today. Maybe try to get some work done on the media for the Spring Bazaar. Maybe try to clean the house a bit.

On the other hand, [livejournal.com profile] triadruid has left me alone in the house with 1/4 mile of heavy-gauge wire. I find this to be unreasonably interesting. There could be sculpture. It could happen.

Anyway, I'll mostly be around today, looking for a distraction. Feel free to IM me, or something.

Also, feel free to send me a Valentine, if you're the sort of person who participates in Valentines. I could use the love. :)
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