mousme: A turquoise twenty-sided die that has landed on "1." The caption reads: "Shit." (Natural One)

I spent five years terrified that I would accidentally give Covid to my parents, so the irony is not lost on me that they're the ones who gave it to me.

This is basically a placeholder post, because I'm now in the stage of Covid infection where every symptom and the kitchen sink have come home to roost, and I feel like utter garbage.

I will attempt a longer post tomorrow when I will hopefully be feeling a bit better. I've had a very long day.

Catch you on the flip side, friends! 

mousme: A picture of Darth Vader, captioned My Fandom Destroys Planets. (My Fandom Destroys Planets)
This stretch of night shifts is brutal. It doesn't help that I basically haven't been sleeping more than a handful of hours per day because everyone keeps wanting me to phone them about stuff. Normally I make a point of scheduling nothing during my night shifts for precisely this reason, but of course I can't afford to ignore my mortgage specialist nor the moving company, among others.

Today's call was with my biological father, Brian. We ended up chatting for nearly two hours. He was pleasant to talk to, but I got a weird vibe off him, I won't lie. He also tap-danced around a lot of my questions surrounding the decision to proceed with adoption, and kept trying to give me a linear narrative of his life without telling me about his feelings at the time or really getting into it at all. He tried to pass off the failure of his marriage as simply two incompatible people, and mentioned that he had been "lost" and "trying to find [himself]," which I can believe, but I don't for a second think it's the full story. We're going to chat again on Tuesday, and hopefully he'll have some better answers for me by then.

KK was kind enough to pick up some Covid tests, and so far I am testing negative, but I do appear to have picked up some sort of bug. At first I thought it was the CPAP drying out my throat combined with sleep deprivation, but I'm still fighting off the headache and sore throat, and now congestion is settling in. I am deeply unhappy about this. I hate being sick, and I haven't had a virus in close to six years, so I didn't exactly want to start now. I don't want to call in sick tomorrow, either, because I would be the third person calling in sick over the weekend, but I also feel like absolute garbage.  

Anyway, I think that's it for now. Catch you on the flip side, friends!
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (To Be)
Not necessarily in that order. Come to think of it, when all the craziness has died down I may well do a Sergio Leone rewatch. It's been a while since I enjoyed a good Spaghetti Western. :)


Nattering about the week that just went by and the week to come )
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Get all that?)
This isn't even one of those times when I thought "Ugh, I'm tired, maybe I'll just post another day." I have not had more than thirty minutes to myself at a stretch since... um... *thinks* I think last week, maybe? Possibly? I don't quite remember. In order to get a proper LJ entry done, I generally need a minimum of thirty minutes, and those entries are usually not particularly long or in-depth.

My life for the past two and a half days )
mousme: A view of a woman's legs from behind, wearing knee-high rainbow socks. The rest of the picture is black and white. (Carpet Ship)
*points to icon*

So I haven't been into the vodka, but it looks like I have. After two very unpleasant bouts of vertigo/puking/badness in the past five days, [livejournal.com profile] pdaughter was kind enough to accompany me to the clinic after she dropped off Bean at daycare.

The verdict is benign paroxysmal positional vertigo, coupled with an ear infection. So now I have happy anti-vertigo meds and Gravol. I am also banned from work for a week and, more inconveniently, banned from driving for a week. Good times.

The first time I didn't feel quite as crappy the next day as I do now, but I will say that given the world's propensity to refuse to stay still, as all good and decent worlds ought, I am grateful for the opportunity to remain mostly horizontal for a while. I'm just feeling guilty that about 90% of the work is now falling to [livejournal.com profile] pdaughter because I am a useless, vertigo-ridden lump.

Apart from that, life is pretty good, financial worries aside. Garden is coming along, we're cooking and baking and generally enjoying domestic bliss. Maybe when I'm not as dizzy I'll update properly, but by then I'll likely be too busy again.

Love to all!

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