deathpixie: (storms ahead)
I'm not sure why, but I find myself in an incredibly foul mood today. So rather than risk inflicting on people, I'm off to do the scads of laundry that have accrued from Dexcon and write up the Genosha plotting session. See you in several hours, perhaps. Yay cleaning therapy.
deathpixie: (one day I'll fly away)
And I'm gone for the weekend. Hope you made in okay, Aisy, see you after my appointment.

AFK again

May. 3rd, 2007 09:49 pm
deathpixie: (who am I?)
Right, going offline - I'll be around at work tomorrow until 1:30, then I have my doctor's appointment and I'll be gone being social after that. With the exception of a brief post to let people know how the doctor's went, since there's people wondering.

After that, I'll be pretty absent until Tuesday. I'm thinking this is a good thing right now.
deathpixie: (grease in the wheels of justice)
Mostly for the XP people, but yeah, I've got a work conference thing tomorrow, so I'll be offline all day. Normal service resumes Tuesday, for a few hours before Band Night.
deathpixie: (storms ahead)
It's been over two weeks. It's getting to the point that I have a point of about fifteen minutes in the morning where I feel less-crappy, and then I make myself have a glass of juice and maybe eat something, and the feeling of being on the brink of vomiting (but never actually doing it, that would actually be welcome right now) comes back and lasts with me for the rest of the day. I'm eating, but small amounts. I'm staggering through my work days like a zombie, I'm dropping weight in a disturbing way and I can't focus on things for terribly long, as I either forget what I'm doing, can't think what it is I'm supposed to do or don't have the energy to do it. I'm depressed and teary most of the time because my blood sugar's in the toilet. And the roomie's had to shuffle me to bed a few times this week since I haven't had the energy to get off the couch.

Never have I felt so crappy for so long a time. No, it hasn't gotten better. But neither has it gotten worse, which would justify going to the ER and having something drastic done.

I called the medical clinic. My ultrasound results are there, and it's walk-in until 2:30pm. I've called in at work - three day work week, it's going to hurt the pay, but I can't really do much else - I'm going to go have a shower, try and eat some cereal, and then go down and find out what the deal is. I'm going to be asking about medication for the nausea, about prospects for this ever going away, about surgery even if there's no actual stones in there.

And until I actually come out and say otherwise, assume that no, I'm not feeling any better. I'm tired of feeling like shit, I'm tired of it being the only thing I can focus on and I'm tired of being boring and whining about it. So whilst I've been interacting as per normal, I also have little to no coping or management skills at the moment. Don't be surprised if I just fold up if there's something I can't deal with. Which, considering my current state, would be anything more than the basics. And I'm not even managing those terribly well.
deathpixie: (grr)
I've had a craptastic day at work (yes, it would be Gnish-related, but I won't bore you with the details), I'm still sick (charming hacking cough, voice fading in and out, headache and stomachache from the cough) and I have my first counselling appointment tomorrow. Strangely enough, I'm a bit on the cranky side. Feeling sidelined and irritable and just generally lacking in patience for anyone's crap, including mine. So, I'm going to drink the nice drug-filled lemony thing Disa left for me, keep well away from chat and not answer any emails or posts that require anything more of me than the basics. Maybe some Wiki, depending on whether I can be productive beyond wanting to send people rude emails telling them they're lazy bastards.

*wry* Yeah, not in the good headplace today.

And hopefully the nice drug-filled lemony drink will knock me so unconscious I can't hear the roommate and Disa coming back from band night (which, yes, I'm missing), since ear plugs + stuffy nose = SINUS PAIN BEYOND BELIEF.

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