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Aug. 25th, 2013 12:28 amthree things, maybe 4.
1. I still see myself as hugely obese, even if I know I'm not. I am having a hard time with this new body. Not that I think I need to starve myself, hell, the nutritionist at the high risk clinic always acted like I was deliberately starving myself.
2. In a month Stirling gets a whackload of vaccinations and I think I dread how miserable he'll be after but it'll be good, I do kind of worry a bit when we take him out. Vaccines good. The way the clinic brought that up i'm thinking they were expecting resistance to them, but we're all for it. bug is going thru a growth spurt it seems that is making him one epic crab ass. Oh my god.
3. Got some housecleaning done, missing 8 necklaces for merch and I hope I can find them. Other than that we're partly packed and ready to roll.
4.Recovery: doing ok, really. Sore some days but recovering.
5.the doc's office gave us a call bitching that we have only Stirling's temp health card not the permanent one, and we're "well, its in the mail, we haven't got it yet" and they griefed us again at the office too. Same clerk R thinks and I wanted to tell her if we had his permanent card we'd use it and NO, i don't know why its taking so long to process. Ask OHIP. ( mental note, leave the temp card with mom incase of emergency)
6. feeling less and less thrown in the deep end parenthood wise. Fortunately the bug is generally easy to deal with but today, like I said, epic crab.
7. the missing stuff...I'm so frustrated that my brain got so spaced on starvation and anti nausea meds and how much SHIT I just completely seemed to have erased from memory. Like where things are.
8. R let me sleep extra long yesterday and that helped the recovery some. I expect getting solid rest at Dcon ( hahaha, yes) will really make a difference too. I normally sleep well because I can't be up all night partying and still run my booth all day either.
OK. time for the sleeping. Brunch in the AM, do some cleaning and packing, and hunt anew for missing merch. Lalala.
1. I still see myself as hugely obese, even if I know I'm not. I am having a hard time with this new body. Not that I think I need to starve myself, hell, the nutritionist at the high risk clinic always acted like I was deliberately starving myself.
2. In a month Stirling gets a whackload of vaccinations and I think I dread how miserable he'll be after but it'll be good, I do kind of worry a bit when we take him out. Vaccines good. The way the clinic brought that up i'm thinking they were expecting resistance to them, but we're all for it. bug is going thru a growth spurt it seems that is making him one epic crab ass. Oh my god.
3. Got some housecleaning done, missing 8 necklaces for merch and I hope I can find them. Other than that we're partly packed and ready to roll.
4.Recovery: doing ok, really. Sore some days but recovering.
5.the doc's office gave us a call bitching that we have only Stirling's temp health card not the permanent one, and we're "well, its in the mail, we haven't got it yet" and they griefed us again at the office too. Same clerk R thinks and I wanted to tell her if we had his permanent card we'd use it and NO, i don't know why its taking so long to process. Ask OHIP. ( mental note, leave the temp card with mom incase of emergency)
6. feeling less and less thrown in the deep end parenthood wise. Fortunately the bug is generally easy to deal with but today, like I said, epic crab.
7. the missing stuff...I'm so frustrated that my brain got so spaced on starvation and anti nausea meds and how much SHIT I just completely seemed to have erased from memory. Like where things are.
8. R let me sleep extra long yesterday and that helped the recovery some. I expect getting solid rest at Dcon ( hahaha, yes) will really make a difference too. I normally sleep well because I can't be up all night partying and still run my booth all day either.
OK. time for the sleeping. Brunch in the AM, do some cleaning and packing, and hunt anew for missing merch. Lalala.
