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Nov. 24th, 2017 09:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
the_rckSomething I ate yesterday hit me this evening. At least, I assume it was something from last night because breakfast was normal and lunch didn't actually happen. 24 hours is rather a long time for such a thing, but I wouldn't expect not eating to cause IBS-D/gas. It never has before.
I was having hand pain yesterday, so I wore my thumb splints off and on. I noticed that they were a little stinky, so I tried washing them today, cold water and Woolite. I wasn't sure they'd survive because I wasn't sure what the rigid bits were made from, but if I didn't try washing them, I'd need to buy replacements anyway. The firm bits still seem fine. I'll see what happens when they've had time to dry. They do seem to smell better, though.
Scott's mother wanted all cell phones put on a table in the other room during dinner. Many of the adults (including me) didn't, but we also didn't pull them out while seated for the meal. I don't know that forbidding the teenagers to use electronics during family gatherings makes them suddenly enthusiastic about being with grandparents and aunts and uncles and cousins. The three kids have never been interested in the same things or particularly close.
I fulfilled my unofficial role as the person for Scott's sister's MIL to jabber at. She doesn't stop talking. On and on and on. She's a nice woman, but no one else is willing to listen to her (the pregnancy and labor horror stories don't help at all, I'm sure), but listening isn't actually necessary as long as I act like I'm paying attention. I can't do anything else during it, though, now that I can't crochet. She's 80-ish, and being able to talk to someone who seems to be paying attention seems to make her happy. Why not? Scott thinks I'm sacrificing myself, but his mother won't bother me while I'm doing it the way she would if I were on my phone or if I had a book open (crocheting was acceptable, though).
I was exhausted by 7 p.m., but we didn't head home until after 8 p.m., and somehow I didn't turn out my light until midnight. At least I did some writing at that point.
I also tried to uninstall Ingress so I could try reinstalling to see if that would help my issues with it. I'm quite sure I remember downloading the app, but apparently it was built in for my model of phone, so I must not have done that. That meant that I couldn't uninstall it entirely. I deleted the data and uninstalled all the updates. After I reinstalled them, I had a slight improvement, but it will still just go inert and taken ten minutes or more to process things I try to do without wifi.
This makes using bursters better than trying to do anything else because I can stack them. Deploying resonators, hacking portals, making links, etc. are harder because I can only have one hack and one deploy in process at one time. Linking sometimes can't be done when other things are still pending and also tends not to complete with the huge lag. The problem with stacking bursters is that I have no idea how much of my stored energy I will lose with each one (enemy portals often drain energy from the attacker). Recharging from power cubes also takes forever to process. That can be stacked with bursters, but if I time it wrong, I lose some power or some burster effects (misfires eat my time for no reward).
I was having hand pain yesterday, so I wore my thumb splints off and on. I noticed that they were a little stinky, so I tried washing them today, cold water and Woolite. I wasn't sure they'd survive because I wasn't sure what the rigid bits were made from, but if I didn't try washing them, I'd need to buy replacements anyway. The firm bits still seem fine. I'll see what happens when they've had time to dry. They do seem to smell better, though.
Scott's mother wanted all cell phones put on a table in the other room during dinner. Many of the adults (including me) didn't, but we also didn't pull them out while seated for the meal. I don't know that forbidding the teenagers to use electronics during family gatherings makes them suddenly enthusiastic about being with grandparents and aunts and uncles and cousins. The three kids have never been interested in the same things or particularly close.
I fulfilled my unofficial role as the person for Scott's sister's MIL to jabber at. She doesn't stop talking. On and on and on. She's a nice woman, but no one else is willing to listen to her (the pregnancy and labor horror stories don't help at all, I'm sure), but listening isn't actually necessary as long as I act like I'm paying attention. I can't do anything else during it, though, now that I can't crochet. She's 80-ish, and being able to talk to someone who seems to be paying attention seems to make her happy. Why not? Scott thinks I'm sacrificing myself, but his mother won't bother me while I'm doing it the way she would if I were on my phone or if I had a book open (crocheting was acceptable, though).
I was exhausted by 7 p.m., but we didn't head home until after 8 p.m., and somehow I didn't turn out my light until midnight. At least I did some writing at that point.
I also tried to uninstall Ingress so I could try reinstalling to see if that would help my issues with it. I'm quite sure I remember downloading the app, but apparently it was built in for my model of phone, so I must not have done that. That meant that I couldn't uninstall it entirely. I deleted the data and uninstalled all the updates. After I reinstalled them, I had a slight improvement, but it will still just go inert and taken ten minutes or more to process things I try to do without wifi.
This makes using bursters better than trying to do anything else because I can stack them. Deploying resonators, hacking portals, making links, etc. are harder because I can only have one hack and one deploy in process at one time. Linking sometimes can't be done when other things are still pending and also tends not to complete with the huge lag. The problem with stacking bursters is that I have no idea how much of my stored energy I will lose with each one (enemy portals often drain energy from the attacker). Recharging from power cubes also takes forever to process. That can be stacked with bursters, but if I time it wrong, I lose some power or some burster effects (misfires eat my time for no reward).
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Date: 2017-11-25 04:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-11-25 04:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-11-25 04:23 pm (UTC)Is anyone else affected? Symptoms of food poisoning can show up as long as a week after consuming the offending food.
Scott's mother wanted all cell phones put on a table in the other room during dinner. Many of the adults (including me) didn't, but we also didn't pull them out while seated for the meal. I don't know that forbidding the teenagers to use electronics during family gatherings makes them suddenly enthusiastic about being with grandparents and aunts and uncles and cousins. The three kids have never been interested in the same things or particularly close.
It's her house, her rules. (shrugs) Personally, I find the use of phones and so on at the table when you're with company to be rude, and I'm guessing she feels the same way. Making children enthusiastic about being with their cousins is beside the point.
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Date: 2017-11-25 04:41 pm (UTC)I'd be okay delaying good news, for some reason. Maybe because it feels less urgent to share with my mother even though she can't do anything either way. She likes my uncle and his wife, but they're the only ones on that side of the family who would talk to her. Well, I doubt my cousins have anything against her, but they've only met her in passing. If they know her name, I'd be surprised.
I think, also, bad news might have made me want to drag Scott and Cordelia off to the hospital before going home. It's about the same distance to get there from Fenton as to get back to Ann Arbor and then an additional forty minutes to get home from the hospital.
Somehow, keeping the phone in my pocket also felt like some sort of ward against getting bad news. That is, I could so I wouldn't. Superstition at its best.
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Date: 2017-11-25 04:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2017-11-25 04:55 pm (UTC)