beowabbit: (Me: on Ferris wheel 2012-09-09)
Apologies for the fact that I haven’t been reading LJ any more, but this thing I just posted on Facebook was important enough, and enough like the longer-form writing that my social media life used to be about, that I wanted to post it here too.

I am doing so well just a day after getting my wisdom teeth out. I can tell there’s a little aching if I pay attention to it, but (as long as I don’t have Grape Nuts for breakfast and nachos for lunch) if I didn’t know I’d had my wisdom teeth out yesterday, I wouldn’t realize anything was wrong.

Thanks so very much to [livejournal.com profile] cathijosephine and [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom for taking such epically good care of me. And special thanks to [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom for representing at the Davis Square equal marriage celebration; I wish I could have been there. [livejournal.com profile] cathijosephine came with me to the procedure, brought me home afterwards, took my slight mania in stride, and showed me entertaining stuff on Netflix. Then [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom came over with epic quantities of ice cream and we all watched most of The Wizard of Oz until we got sleepy.

This morning, we tried out [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom’s wonderful idea of taking prepackaged biscuit dough, putting dimples in the top, and spooning in preserves before baking them. Best breakfast ever! Then [livejournal.com profile] cathijosephine and I finished The Wizard of Oz while [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom (who has it completely memorized) planted beans on the mounds with our corn (already knee high before the Fourth of July) and pumpkins.

[livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom and I are shortly headed out to the hardware store to get some screws of an appropriate length to put our “The Wuzzles” sign up on the house, and ceramic pots to put the basil and the blueberry bush I got last weekend in. (Our experiment with pesto from homegrown basil last year was a huge success, and we intend to repeat it.)

If you have a phobia about aspects of surgery or injury, don’t read further. Short version: Everything’s fine! )
beowabbit: (Me: brain MRI)
Many thanks to [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom for keeping folks back here in civilization in the loop. And many thanks to those of you who commented with well-wishes.

After a tweak to my Flexeril dosage I’m getting the relief without the scary side effect (although it still makes me a little slow and groggy — or maybe that’s not being able to use my CPAP masks, all of which still hurt too much), and I’m feeling much better. Slow steady improvement. I went in to work today, and was reasonably productive, and I have noticeably more range of motion in my neck this evening than I did this morning.

With any luck, I’ll be all better by Friday afternoon — just in time to have three wisdom teeth out!

And on that cheery note, it’s off to try to do a little bit of catching up on what’s happened here on LJ in the months since I last checked in.
beowabbit: (Animals: baby squirrel sleeping)
This is [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom cross-posting to [livejournal.com profile] beowabbit's LJ, since our f'lists are not the same.

[livejournal.com profile] beowabbit is unwell right now. It began with increasing pain at the base of his skull over the past few days, limiting is mobility and and eventually eliminating his ability to drive or lay down comfortably in any position for long. When pain with swallowing became a thing yesterday morning, it was time to go to MIT Urgent Care to see a doctor.

A seed of fear had been planted in us about menengitis or other spinal/brain stem infection, but he examining doctor at MIT Medical ruled that out for now. It seems to be a serious muscle issue, possibly brought on by a too-tight CPAP mask strap, but we really just don't know how it came about. He has a bad reaction to the muscle relaxant he was prescribed (Cyclobenzaprine). It was as if he had been "roofied." A call to MIT Medical took him off that drug and onto regular Ibuprophen. Itwas a rough night, and I slept downstairs so that he could have the whole bed to find (semi) comfortable positions to lay in.

He's not well enough for visitors, but I know he would love to get messages and comments from friends. We're doing what we can to get him through this.
beowabbit: (Travel: 1933 Ford)
After the fabulous closing night of Lysistrata and a wonderful birthday party for [livejournal.com profile] surrealestate and DD's darling Tadpole, [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom and I were crossing the street this evening when we were hit by a car. It was making a left turn into the street we were crossing; the driver had probably slowed for the turn but didn't seem to slow at all to avoid hitting us; he did pull over a ways down the block and come back. There were lots of witnesses, among them [livejournal.com profile] anomie666 who happened to be on a bus that was passing and who stayed with us through the whole evening. He is a wonderful person and he deserves a medal and some really good Scotch.

All the emergency vehicles (at least two police cars, a fire truck, an ambulance, and eventually the tow truck to take away the driver's car since he left in other accommodation) had enough flashing colored lights for a Somerville Christmas. We declined the ambulance since we were just a few blocks from the hospital and the paramedics wanted to put us in back and neck braces and that seemed over the top (neither of us had hit our heads or had spine pain). [livejournal.com profile] anomie666 walked with us to the hospital.

The ER experience was quite good; everybody was very nice and we were treated very well. We both got lots of X-rays. I got the brunt of the impact, but I'm just banged up a lot and swollen and bruised. [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom has a small fracture in her elbow (a radial head fracture), probably from when she landed. (I was thrown over the hood of the car, into [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom who was also clipped by the car.) They gave her a splint and a sling, which is going to be a hassle for a while. We're both on industrial-strength ibuprofen and I'll be icing for a while. (Fortunately, [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom had some bags of edamame in the freezer. :-)

Well, it wasn't the evening we were expecting, but at least we spent it together. [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom, I love you through thick and thin.
beowabbit: (Me: on Ferris wheel 2012-09-09)
(Brief because I really should be in bed.)

So [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom and I had lovely plans scheduled for this weekend. Unfortunately, they were incompatible with the amount of coughing I’m still doing. (Was out 2½ days last week; ran out of the good cough syrup Thursday night, got a refill sent to the pharmacy at work on Friday, but didn’t know that it closes early on Fridays and didn’t get there in time. Otherwise I’d probably already be over my Terrible Lingering Cough.)

What we did instead was laze around the house in Quincy yesterday and today watching episodes of Slings and Arrows, which we’d wanted to see since hearing about it, sleeping a lot, and occasionally getting out of bed to eat. ([livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom observed that it was a bit strange that we were eating cheese dogs with our croissants for breakfast; I pointed out that since it was 1pm it was really a bit strange that we were eating croissants with our cheese dogs for lunch.) I slept a hair over twelve hours last night, and I’m still coughing a bit but feeling a lot better.

And now to bed. Well, after moving my laundry to the dryer so I have socks and underwear tomorrow morning.
beowabbit: (Default)
I had a mild cold for some of the show two-and-three weekends ago, but I thought I was solidly over it by the end of the run. Unfortunately, it came back, with new symptoms, early last week. (Or perhaps I picked up something new to replace it in the green room — a bunch of the cast were sick, some of them pretty badly.)

Anyway, that got worse over the course of the week, and I ended up going home early on Thursday, and staying home on Friday.

Friday night [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom came over to take care of me. (We’d already had a date planned, but we decided that with my hacking cough a nice dinner at a restaurant with lots of other diners was maybe not the best idea, so we picked up some take-out.)

After eating, we looked for something to watch on Netflix. [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom said she was interested in something historical, and I asked if Shakespeare counted as historical. She said it did, and we ended up watching Great Performances2010 production of Macbeth, with Patrick Stewart as Macbeth. The text was all Shakespeare, but the setting evoked a mid-20th-century fascist state with Macbeth as mad dictator. It was just spectacular. Although clearly done on a pretty low budget, it was visually stunning. The cinematography was wonderful. The acting was amazing — Stewart’s, of course, but also that of the other actors, none of whom we recognized. I felt like you could subtract the Shakespeare play and still be left with a great work of art. [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom posted her own review of it here. See it if you can. It’s available on Netflix streaming and Amazon Instant Video.

This morning, we had a social event planned that we were supposed to be hosting, but I was clearly too sick, and unfortunately it was clear that [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom was coming down with this too. :-/ So we scrambled in the morning to get in touch with some of the other attendees, and we hope it went off all right without us. [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom went home, and I’ve had a quiet day at home watching more Netflix with my kitty and puttering around on the internet. I’m generally feeling better, but the coughing fits have gotten more violent (although less frequent). I really want to just wash my lungs out with warm water. (The vaporizer seems to be helping quite a bit.)
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Had a wonderful and very social weekend, mostly with [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom. Friday night was Cards Against Humanity with a wonderful group of awful people. Saturday I slept very late (if a bit fitfully), and Saturday evening we went to a fabulous huge joint birthday party where we both had a blast. I got a bunch of enjoyable conversations on a bunch of enjoyable topics with a bunch of enjoyable people. Sunday morning we didn’t get as early a start as we’d intended, but [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom and I still had a lovely morning together, even if most of it was in the afternoon.

And on my way home I got a flu shot, which was the start to a fairly productive (if relaxing) Sunday evening. And soon, blessedly, I sleep!
beowabbit: (Me: brain MRI)
(1) My neck is all better. My chest is almost all better. I felt fine yesterday morning and went in to work. Unfortunately a cough on the train on the way in made me feel not fine, but I was basically OK most of the day. This morning I feel fine and coughing has not made the pain come back! (Although I’m trying to do it as little as possible so whatever it is can continue to heal.)

(2) I had an interesting couple of dreams last night. In the first dream, “we” (where “we” was some ill-defined mish-mash of my coworkers and my social circle, but mostly my co-workers) were having some sort of event where people would get taken up in a plane and jump out. Evidently somehow they were supposed not to die, although in my mind this was not the same thing as parachute jumping. I dunno, maybe you were supposed to aim for the pile of mattresses or something. The dream took place during the preparation phase. The police were not happy about us doing this (because they thought it was too dangerous). In the dream, First Amendment jurisprudence prevented them from actually stopping us (apparently, in the dream universe, sending planes up so people can fall out of them is purely a First Amendment issue and the FAA justly recognizes it’s not their problem), but they could set up alongside us and warn people how dangerous this was and try to get them not to sign up. But they were also coöperating with us about security and venue set-up and permits and stuff.

Then I had another dream in which I was telling somebody else about that first dream I had had (which was a dream in the second dream). That dream was odd, because I was living in the house I had grown up in in Illinois (permanently, but sleeping on an air mattress in the dining room), but I still had my Boston work and social life.
beowabbit: (Me: brain MRI)
Was looking forward to a date overnight on the 3d with [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom and fireworks on the 4th with [livejournal.com profile] cathijosephine and Drreamer (and perhaps other folks).

The date happened (complete with amazing pancakes chock full of fruit in the morning, courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom and her yummy food imagination), but the fireworks didn’t. And I stayed home sick from work today. Also, I spent much of the night of the 3d not slumbering peacefully next to my wuzzle, but dealing (along with my officemate, who went in) with a major work crisis. So I’m more than a little out of it.

Details of a thoracic nature. )

I am very disappointed to have missed fireworks with [livejournal.com profile] cathijosephine, which was an unbroken tradition with us for many years, but I really would not have been sufficiently mobile, and staying home has helped a lot, and I’m clearly on the mend now (although still puzzled about what this was).
beowabbit: (Astro: Venus transit 2012)
The rest of our trip to the Cape was great. On our way back, we spent a few hours at the Edward Gorey House, which was great. It’s a fascinating place celebrating a fascinatingly weird person. (He let raccoons live in one of his rooms for quite a while, for instance. Whether that was because he didn’t want to inconvenience them or because he just couldn’t be bothered to do anything about them, I didn’t quite gather. Either one seems entirely plausible.)

I finished Asleep: The Forgotten Epidemic That Remains One of Medicine’s Greatest Mysteries, by Molly Caldwell Crosby. As I wrote earlier, it was fascinating, and I think the novelistic style that rubbed me a bit the wrong way towards the beginning ended up working for me (especially when I read the notes at the end and realized that a lot of the suspiciously detailed descriptions were in fact properly sourced). Very highly recommended for anybody who likes historical nonfiction, medical nonfiction, or both. Looking forward to reading (and perhaps watching) Awakenings at some point. (Crosby says she was inspired to write Asleep in part because after reading Awakenings she wanted to learn more about the epidemic, and couldn’t find anything else written since the 30s or so.)

Got an unexpected impromptu dinner date with [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom this evening. I was kept late at work, and she had her class schedule change unexpectedly, which meant we were both in Cambridge and free at around 7:30. So we met in Central Square for dinner. We first tried Mary Chung’s, but they’re closed on Tuesdays, so we ended up having a delicious Indian meal at Shalimar. Yay!

Oh, and it was very cloudy here all day, so no chance of seeing the transit of Venus around sunset EDT. (The new userpic is from the Solar Dynamics Observatory satellite.) But as I was walking home from the T station the clouds had cleared a bit, and I got to see the International Space Station pass overhead.

PS — Huge thanks to [livejournal.com profile] surrealestate and DD for inviting us to join them and Julian on the Cape!
beowabbit: (Misc: antique stopwatch)
  1. Had a nice evening with [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom, involving dinner at Martsa on Elm (the Tibetan place in Davis Square), trying out for a show, watching the first cable or broadcast TV either of us had seen in a good long time, thanks to [livejournal.com profile] vanguardcdk setting up the TV for us, and hanging out and chatting with [livejournal.com profile] vanguardcdk, which is always fun.
  2. Had a good meeting with a potential renter. I hope she decides to take the room.
  3. Crazy day at work today, involving two meetings (one of which I’d forgotten about, so it came as a surprise, and one of which was called last-minute while I wasn’t checking my email because I was in the other one) and leaving work a bit early due to feeling ill. (Better now; I will spare you the details.)
  4. Had a nice relaxed time with [livejournal.com profile] cathijosephine on Wednesday, with a lot of mutual squeeing over the cute babies in our lives. She’s been doing huge amounts of walking lately; she walked from her place in Malden to my office in Kendall Square to meet me. I wish I had the time to do that kind of walking.
  5. I ordered a pair of Vibram Five Fingers toe-shoes when I saw them on sale recently. They arrived today, and I’ve got them on now, and so far I think I’m going to like them. The on-sale ones were not particularly a colour I liked, but I figured it would be an opportunity to see how they felt. The answer is pretty good. I may get another pair, now that I know how they fit me.
  6. [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom and I have a busy and fun weekend scheduled, with two brunches, a burlesque show, and a birthday party. Yay!
  7. EDIT: Also, very productive appointment with my endocrinologist a few days ago, despite me not being quite as prepared as I would have liked.

Ow!

2012-01-23 22:18
beowabbit: (Me: brain MRI)
Well, the hip was much improved by the time I went to bed last night. It was much worse this morning. And it was a lot worse after I got into my car. [EDIT: Drove it to the T station and took the T to work, which was at least three mistakes.]

Had to take a taxi to tonight’s Poly Boston dinner (which was lovely; I treated the haze of pain I was in with a haze of wine) and from there to [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom’s place, but I’m done having to move very far for a while. And with some luck, I’ll be able to walk tomorrow, and without some luck, at least I have a doctor’s appointment scheduled for Thursday.

‘Codeine... bourbon.’ —reported last words of Tallulah Bankhead
beowabbit: (People: me with plumtreeblossom May 2007)
Great weekend with my darling [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom, despite my body not coöperating. Cut for length. )

And I’m going to sleep well tonight!

PS — If you didn’t follow the cut, you missed my recommendation of the movie Moon. We thought it was great and we both encourage you to see it. Not available on Netflix video-on-demand any more, but available from Amazon.
beowabbit: (Me: brain MRI)
Hunh. I thought I’d been on-and-off sick for the past two months, but checking email and previous LJ posts it looks like it hasn’t been that long. But it sure feels like a long time.

Was in for a very partial day of work yesterday; stayed home sick today (and slept till 1pm, which I needed, and then dozed on and off the rest of the day). I think this is my third respiratory infection in five weeks. (And no, it’s not just allergies, although I’m sure the pollen is not helping things.)

Blah. Anyway, time for a long bath and then back to bed. We now return you to your regularly scheduled Friends list, already in progress.
beowabbit: (People: me with plumtreeblossom May 2007)
Huge thanks to [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom, who’s been over a lot this weekend feeding me and taking care of me and keeping me company. Not sure what I would have done without her; fortunately, I didn’t need to find out.
beowabbit: (Me: brain MRI)
So after lots and lots of sleep and getting sicker and sicker and groggier and groggier, I called [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom and asked her to come over, because I didn’t feel entirely safe being alone. I was more or less OK at the time, but I was sufficiently out of it that I was afraid if I got a lot worse I wouldn’t be able to take care of myself or get myself to the hospital. (Thanks by the way to [livejournal.com profile] vanguardcdk for helping me get in touch with her.)

Over the couple hours it took her to get down to Quincy, I got worse and worse. I was drenched and broiling and dizzy and uncoordinated and could sort of stagger to the bathroom but not without holding onto walls on the way. And the most worrisome thing was that I was so groggy; I couldn’t think clearly, and was just going over this vague notion that maybe [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom would want to take me to the hospital when she got there. Which I thought every few seconds, and it was new every time.

Then, about 20min before she got here, it all went away, within five minutes or so. I was still soaked, of course, but was no longer broiling and the breeze from the window felt cool. I could think clearly (which is a really wild sensation when it comes back so quickly). And when I sat up, I was completely coordinated. So by the time [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom got here, I was able to sit on the porch with her and have a perfectly normal conversation.

I’m definitely not well — I’m still achey and exhausted and a bit nauseous and very stuffy — but I am so, so much better than I was yesterday evening. That was the sickest I’ve been in about ten years.
beowabbit: (Me: brain MRI)
There’s something wrong with feeling this crummy when it’s this gorgeous out. Went home early from work yesterday because I was clearly coming down with something, slept over 11 hours, felt a bit better when I got up but realized I was too uncomfortable and groggy to be useful at work (or terribly safe driving in, and the T didn’t feel like an option) and went back to bed. Have been dozing on and off most of the day. Sleep helps a lot.

At least the awful nose-and-sinus pressure and sense of having my skull filled with soggy cotton seems to have completely replaced the cough I hadn’t quite gotten over yet since the last time I was sick. (Last night I had them both at once.)
beowabbit: (Scenery: wildflower blossom)
Behind the cut, why you should always wear safety goggles when using a weed whacker.

Why you should always wear safety goggles when using a weed whacker. )

That’s something analogous to a bruise or a blood blister on my eyeball, from a piece of grit getting thrown into my eye at high speed. Whee! It hurt right when it happened, but almost immediately felt completely fine (and still feels fine now several hours later). If it had been a couple millimeters over, though, that might have been a very different story.

Don’t try this at home, kids! Wear eye protection!

PS — And of course after this happened (and I’d taken a look and satisfied myself that the damage wasn’t too serious), I went and found the safety goggles I’d been too lazy to look for before starting.
beowabbit: (Default)
No time for a full update, but:
  • On Friday, got together with [livejournal.com profile] ifuonlyknew, who is at home recuperating from surgery. Was great to hang out with her.
  • On Saturday, my beloved [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom and I saw the circus and had a wonderful time. This was also my first opportunity to see her awesome new hairdo! Then we went over to [livejournal.com profile] surrealestate's and DD's and got to hang out with them and their adorable month-old baby Julian. That was so fabulous!
  • On Sunday, after a lovely morning with [livejournal.com profile] plumtreeblossom, I got together with [livejournal.com profile] eisa for dinner. Our plans were slightly altered by the fact that the Brazilian barbecue place we were aiming for was closed "by order of the court-appointed receiver". Sad! But we found yummy Indian food in Union Square and got to do a lot of catching up. Always great seeing her.
Must hurry off to work now, but wanted to let you all know I'm still here.

Sick

2011-02-22 19:13
beowabbit: (Me: brain MRI)
I'm guessing this is probably norovirus, gathering from what y'all seem to be up to. Got very suddenly sick at about 1:00pm at work (after PT appt I should post about), went home w/ a box and a roll of paper towels on the seat next to me just in case but managed not to lose lunch until after I got home; have been sleeping since then. Not on deathbed, but not very happy. But even this ill, I can still use "lose" and "loose" properly, so I'm ahead of 90% of the English-speaking Internet.

I hope cats can't get norovirus, because Chickenfinger is being her usual cuddly demanding self.
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