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We had three friends over last night. Two were coming off of a twelve hour drive and so weren't 100% there. I also wasn't 100% there, and Scott had had a miserable day with essential things breaking for lengths of time that can't easily be made up between now and deadline.
We played a four player co-op game involving a haunted house and trying to retrieve magical gems. The guy who'd driven all day sat out and just managed the deck that determined where ghosts would turn up. We played two games, one at the easiest level and one with another level of difficulty. At the easy level, this would be a good learning game for kids. It is one of those games where the loss can arrive abruptly and rapidly. One moment, everything's good, and then, everything that you've been ignoring bite you all at once.
I've broken 80K words on the Sky High monstrosity of a fic series. I've also found another plot thread (focused on different characters) that might also get long.
It's a little late in the day to do it now, but I should probably call my doctor. She put me on a new medication earlier this month, and I've been feeling unexpectedly and pretty consistently terrible since them. The first week, I blamed the shingles vaccination (which did make me sick). Then we had a crazy schedule with a lot of things that spiked my anxiety but still had to be done. My A1c was up this most recent set of blood tests, still not in diabetes range but enough that we decided to try metformin at 500mg a day because changing my diet and activity levels isn't currently feasible.
I'm concerned because my energy levels crash, consistently, at about 1:00 every afternoon. My eyes start not being willing to read or to focus in general. They ache terribly. I really, really want to sleep starting at about 2:30 which is exactly the point in the day when it becomes impossible for me to do so because Cordelia gets home right before 3:00 and then I have to have my dinner prepared and eaten by 6:00 with more meds at 8:00 (which require a 2 hour water only fast beforehand).
At that point, I can't safely eat most things unless I'm planning to stay up after midnight. (My safe-to-eat options for this are all on the really-no-don't-eat-that-because-blood-sugar list because it's things like white rice or boiled potatoes or dry bread or vanilla ice cream. Vanilla ice cream actually stops reflux for me, so I occasionally use it medicinally, but I try not to do that.)
At any rate, I've been feeling worse and less able to think since I started the new medication. Cordelia keeps saying, "Mama, go to bed!" but I really can't lie down any time after dinner without getting sick. I can do it after breakfast and, sometimes, after lunch but not that late in the day.
The thing is that all of the problems I've got are symptoms of both high blood sugar and low. What we've got to go on is my A1c and the fact that I keep crashing and having to eat in order to make my brain work enough to think about things like eating.
We played a four player co-op game involving a haunted house and trying to retrieve magical gems. The guy who'd driven all day sat out and just managed the deck that determined where ghosts would turn up. We played two games, one at the easiest level and one with another level of difficulty. At the easy level, this would be a good learning game for kids. It is one of those games where the loss can arrive abruptly and rapidly. One moment, everything's good, and then, everything that you've been ignoring bite you all at once.
I've broken 80K words on the Sky High monstrosity of a fic series. I've also found another plot thread (focused on different characters) that might also get long.
It's a little late in the day to do it now, but I should probably call my doctor. She put me on a new medication earlier this month, and I've been feeling unexpectedly and pretty consistently terrible since them. The first week, I blamed the shingles vaccination (which did make me sick). Then we had a crazy schedule with a lot of things that spiked my anxiety but still had to be done. My A1c was up this most recent set of blood tests, still not in diabetes range but enough that we decided to try metformin at 500mg a day because changing my diet and activity levels isn't currently feasible.
I'm concerned because my energy levels crash, consistently, at about 1:00 every afternoon. My eyes start not being willing to read or to focus in general. They ache terribly. I really, really want to sleep starting at about 2:30 which is exactly the point in the day when it becomes impossible for me to do so because Cordelia gets home right before 3:00 and then I have to have my dinner prepared and eaten by 6:00 with more meds at 8:00 (which require a 2 hour water only fast beforehand).
At that point, I can't safely eat most things unless I'm planning to stay up after midnight. (My safe-to-eat options for this are all on the really-no-don't-eat-that-because-blood-sugar list because it's things like white rice or boiled potatoes or dry bread or vanilla ice cream. Vanilla ice cream actually stops reflux for me, so I occasionally use it medicinally, but I try not to do that.)
At any rate, I've been feeling worse and less able to think since I started the new medication. Cordelia keeps saying, "Mama, go to bed!" but I really can't lie down any time after dinner without getting sick. I can do it after breakfast and, sometimes, after lunch but not that late in the day.
The thing is that all of the problems I've got are symptoms of both high blood sugar and low. What we've got to go on is my A1c and the fact that I keep crashing and having to eat in order to make my brain work enough to think about things like eating.