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But my car is not.

So there we were, minding our own business, driving straight and at a slow pace headed for the freeway on-ramp, when this white Corvette exits the freeway too fast and loses control. We didn’t see that at first. What we saw was the car in front of us do this funny little swerve that we couldn’t figure out. Then there was the one second of “Oh No!” And then…Bam! We managed to get to the side of the road, but now my poor baby car won’t start. (I dunno how fast the guy was going, but he hit us quite hard.)

We’re okay (mostly), just banged up a bit from the seat belts and what not. I can tell, however, that tomorrow will be distinctly un-fun already. Sigh.

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You know, at work I often say that I want to change the name of the “Information desk” to the “Too Much Information desk.” This is due to our habit of giving people much more information than they came for. It’s a librarian thing, apparently.

Knowing this I will try to keep my results report from the HSG short.

Everything is fine. Rather a lot of fuss to discover this really, and I am so glad I took the day off as there is no way I could have worked today. No blockages and everything looks fine. I know this, ’cause I could see the monitor. It’s weird to see one’s innards like that, but also kind of interesting. As I expected I did not like the process at all. It was very uncomfortable, and I was moving very slowly once it was all done.

Well, now that much is checked off of my list. Not sure what the next step will be at this point, but…there you are.

Friday.

The test that I’ve been trying to get done for months now? Friday.

On the one hand I’m thinking. “Finally!”

On the other hand…I’m terrified. Not only do I have to deal with this test, but then the news that follows. I’ve taken Friday off of work. Like I’d be of any use there on Friday. Can you say Stress Monkey?

And Koshvader’s new job begins on Thursday.

Please pray/keep your fingers crossed for me.

4 July in Pacifica - by Celticangel

It would seem that the eternal smoke in the air problem here in California affects my singing ability. You all remember how intrinsic music is to me, yes? Well, last week the best I could hope for was about one line of a song before I developed a pain behind my sternum and had to stop.

No, I don’t have an inhaler. Why do you ask?

This weekend it’s a wee bit better, but I hope that we get some nice clean rain soon.

Speaking of air quality, on 4 July I was down at the beach in Pacifica with Koshvader, as you can see in the pic above, and the air was like soup. I think that the pic is the visual representation of what my lungs think about the air these days.

Think that the atmosphere in the pic above is a trick or a momentary thing? Try this one…

Yep. That is a photograph. Scary, eh? For more pics from 4 July, go here.

Happy Bastille Day folks!

I haven’t done this in a while, so here we go…

Today:
The Good: I’m finally feeling better! (Not quite back to normal, but close…which is good, as I’m going back to work tomorrow.)

The Bad: We got the notice that says they are upping our rent by $200 if we want to re-up the apartment. So, I called to see of that included the pet rent this time. (Last year there was quite the to-do about that.) They have to look it up and get back to me. I don’t want to move. Also, we can’t afford to. And this is the cheapest we’ll find for what we have. Sigh. So, we’re staying, but we’ll be complaining about it a lot.

Also, may I just say, I spent less time recovering from Gall Bladder surgery than I have on this flu. Influenza Type A is really sucky.

Today was…interesting. My temperture is a yo-yo, apparently. It went all the way up to 102.6 before dropping back down again.

I’m still alive, just so you know. My sweetie went to the store and got me much juice and soup. I’m gonna keep him.

And now, off to sleep with me. Night all.

I woke up this morning, and I felt like someone had dropped a ton of bricks on me. I felt fine last night. Just a bit of a tickle in my nose and some coughing. Now I have a fever of 102. (I’m hot blooded, check it and see…almost.) Usually, I feel bad in the morning, feel a bit better during the day, and the bad again in the evening.

Not this time. I keep feeling worse. Apparently, I have “what’s going around.” Sigh. I called and whined at my Dad and then my Mummy called to be whined at, so I feel a bit better mentally.

Now I just need to find some soup with no MSG in it, and some tea. (Koshvader was kind enough to fetch me some Indian food so I could have some Chai.)

Bitch. Moan. Complain. I want my brain to go back to working properly.

Today I came home from work slightly before 10pm, discovered that we needed cat food, and then…my blood sugar suddenly dropped through the floor.

Like: Boom! No blood sugar! Instant Grizzly.

It was not comfortable. At all. I hate the shaking and inability to concentrate. And worse yet? The mood swing and the lack of quick consumables in the fridge. Well, ones that I could comprehend anyway.

Did you know that I had no pickles? Pickle relish, yes. Branston Pickle, yes. Pickles, no. This fact was very important to me for some reason as I stood staring into the fridge. How was I supposed to eat I toasted cheese sandwich with no sweet pickles? That’s just barbaric!

Well…I did. And then I went to the grocery store with my Mother-in-law. Bless the woman for a saint. The eating didn’t quite fix everything (weirdly enough) but I was human enough to get stuff at the store. Once we returned home, I had a sweet pickle. Oh, and a bit of chocolate. And then? Things looked a lot better.

Sometimes I wonder about my body.

My sinus pressure is back. In despair (and…silliness, really) I tried one last thing. It would seem that eating really high end fondue helps…but only while you’re there eating.

Mind you…it could have been the wine, coffee, and/or the garlic.

Results inconclusive. Obviously we must run the test again.

(Lets hope that the Nyquil Sinus has more long reaching effects for all that it lacks atmosphere and garlic.)

Over the past few days I have discovered some entertaining things about the ways that my body interacts with certain substances. I knew that my family has some entertaining reactions to things, but seriously….

If I take Benadryl in the evening, I am a bit of a Zombie in the morning (without the craving for brains). Not as bad as the infamous NyQuil Sinus incident, but still quite noticeable.

If I don’t take Benadryl in the evening, I wake up with really unhappy sinuses and dry eyes. Eyes so dry that I have trouble seeing for a couple of hours. Bleh. And here I thought that I needed to go buy eye drops. Hello interesting new allergy symptom! What happened to the watery eye thing? I wish I knew what I’m allergic to. Le Sigh. (Mind you, the Benadryl in the evenings doesn’t preclude sinus problems/the constant popping of the ears thing in the afternoon. Anyone have a magic bullet? Or…maybe some local honey?)

If I am in a particularly Zombified state in the morning, and decide that the only thing that will snap me out if it is some caffeine…a Soy Pumpkin Spice Latte will only help a little, before turning me into a jittery mess. I was vibrating like a plucked harp string in a high wind at work today. Boy howdy. At about 3pm I had to go for a walk, because I simply couldn’t sit still any more. I hope that I remember this next time, and stick with a cup of tea. (Note to self: The Tea is Free.)

So, if y’all happen to encounter Zombie-Me in the morning, you might just hand me a cup of tea and back away slowly. If you do, I promise that I will eat the gummy brains I have in the cupboard instead of trying yours. Especially since I’ll bet your brains aren’t watermelon flavored.

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