What a year it's been. I kept hoping I joked when I'd say, "Year Two of the pandemic" while I feared I was not joking. And sure enough, it was not a joke, just a faint hope, swiftly disproved.
Friday, December 24, 2021
Almost to 2022!
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Wednesday, May 5, 2021
New allergic reactions...
Last Friday I found a long red blotch on my left wrist. It seemed a bit rawer by evening, but didn't hurt, and reminded me of a scrape. On Saturday, it looked more like bug bites. Applied Benadryl cream...
That didn't appear to help much.
Not bug bites. Hives. Swapped today's chiro appointment -- which I needed, I had a really bad muscle spasm on Saturday, dammit -- for allergist instead.
Thursday, December 31, 2020
Cogan's and my health.
Was noodling around, found out today that Cogan's syndrome -- my corneal dystrophy -- also affects hearing. That's likely why I've had hearing loss since '90. Cogan's is a rare autoimmune disorder; bet you that the ENTs I saw never thought of it.
I didn't know that diagnosis before I saw either of 'em -- one in 2014, one last year.
The bad news is that the hearing loss is not fixable. I'm in the unlucky 15% who has both ocular and hearing troubles.
Apparently I wanted a full suite of problems when I chose genetically, eh? :p
Tuesday, July 7, 2020
Sneaky muscle spasm. -_-
I am so tired. Makes sense, I had a major system shock. Muscle spasms are awful.
Apparently this was a slow spasm, so I didn't figure it out until the nausea hit. A really slow one. I hate those. They're all bad, but some spasms are worse'n others.
This morning putting on a hair tie hurt, and that didn't clue me either. Just thought I'd a really bad headache. I was also really congested, which I put down to not sleeping so well.
A couple weeks ago, I popped part of my left knee somehow. Hyperextended maybe? Last night, I'd had to put a lot of Tiger Balm (the arthritis version) on my knee to sleep. Once that wore off, I knew I'd be restless if I stayed asleep.
Apparently I did stay asleep overnight...
Friday, June 26, 2020
Message from MK: 2020 mythos antho.
MK sent me an email about doing a 2020 anthology. It's a theme antho -- he wants Lovecraftian mythos stories. Before 31-July-2020, ideally.
I created a page for it here on my blog, so you could see most of the info he wrote.
I created a page for it here on my blog, so you could see most of the info he wrote.
Sunday, June 7, 2020
Adventure kittens!
In recent weeks, Digger has become addicted to eating everyday grass* and to simply going outside. He wears his harness, so he can inspect things, sit on the grass or the patio, and just hang out. I always pick a handful of grass; that way I can let both kittens enjoy it when he's done perambulating.
Hell, yesterday I dumped a few handfuls of dried grass out. It was on a towel, and Digger likes snuggling up in that box. I suspect he likes knowing he can just nibble the grass at any time. He finds it comforting, having that on his towel. 8)
Hell, yesterday I dumped a few handfuls of dried grass out. It was on a towel, and Digger likes snuggling up in that box. I suspect he likes knowing he can just nibble the grass at any time. He finds it comforting, having that on his towel. 8)
Thursday, April 30, 2020
Monday, O Monday...
Monday was an exciting day. First, the furnace guy returned. From last Thursday [starting sometime Wed. evening] through Monday, we had no heat. Again.
Furnace got repaired maybe 2 weeks ago?
The kittens and I got shut into our BR so he could work. HRM was upset; the heat came on near instantly, but the imprisonment didn't end!
Queen Misty wanted to dig her way out from under the door. This was also the opposite of fun.
The plus was that I wasn't sitting there, sans socks, in a cold room in a cold house, trying to calm two kittens. Unlike the previous furnace repair!
Furnace got repaired maybe 2 weeks ago?
The kittens and I got shut into our BR so he could work. HRM was upset; the heat came on near instantly, but the imprisonment didn't end!
Queen Misty wanted to dig her way out from under the door. This was also the opposite of fun.
The plus was that I wasn't sitting there, sans socks, in a cold room in a cold house, trying to calm two kittens. Unlike the previous furnace repair!
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