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Scott came up with a fic idea that amuses me but that I won't write because it's a crossover between a fandom with a huge canon (Stargate) and a semi-RPF canon (Fetch with Ruff Ruffman). RPF simply feels too wrong to me, and RPF about kids feels ickier.

Of course, Scott actually wrote a paragraph of the fic. It may not need any more.

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Scott came up with a fic idea that amuses me but that I won't write because it's a crossover between a fandom with a huge canon (Stargate) and a semi-RPF canon (Fetch with Ruff Ruffman). RPF simply feels too wrong to me, and RPF about kids feels ickier.

Of course, Scott actually wrote a paragraph of the fic. It may not need any more.

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My thyroid tests as normal, so it appears that my hair loss is just one of those things. My doctor says that it can happen. I'm glad I checked, though.

Today I go to the spine clinic (leaving in about half an hour). I'm very nervous. The clinic is in an awkward location for me to get to it, so I'm hoping not to have to go back very often or very soon, but I'm also hoping desperately for help. I want life that isn't constantly colored by the pain in my leg. I want to be able to sit down.

My initial plans for getting to the clinic fell through when my nephew came home yesterday quite ill. My sister-in-law, quite reasonably, doesn't want to leave him. Fortunately, there's another mother in our neighborhood who's able to help. I hated to ask her because she's got an eighteen month old to keep track of, but she says she can get me there and back again.

I'm a little less concerned about the 'back again' part because there's only one real possibility for that by bus. It's a longish walk with two major streets to cross (Eisenhower and State), but the bus comes every fifteen minutes. I can take that bus to get to the clinic, too, but it's a long way. I wish the A-Ride didn't count the Briarwood stops on the wrong side of Eisenhower when determining how far the clinic is from the bus. Those are near as the crow flies, but it's a long way to a crosswalk.

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My thyroid tests as normal, so it appears that my hair loss is just one of those things. My doctor says that it can happen. I'm glad I checked, though.

Today I go to the spine clinic (leaving in about half an hour). I'm very nervous. The clinic is in an awkward location for me to get to it, so I'm hoping not to have to go back very often or very soon, but I'm also hoping desperately for help. I want life that isn't constantly colored by the pain in my leg. I want to be able to sit down.

My initial plans for getting to the clinic fell through when my nephew came home yesterday quite ill. My sister-in-law, quite reasonably, doesn't want to leave him. Fortunately, there's another mother in our neighborhood who's able to help. I hated to ask her because she's got an eighteen month old to keep track of, but she says she can get me there and back again.

I'm a little less concerned about the 'back again' part because there's only one real possibility for that by bus. It's a longish walk with two major streets to cross (Eisenhower and State), but the bus comes every fifteen minutes. I can take that bus to get to the clinic, too, but it's a long way. I wish the A-Ride didn't count the Briarwood stops on the wrong side of Eisenhower when determining how far the clinic is from the bus. Those are near as the crow flies, but it's a long way to a crosswalk.

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The specialist says that my leg trouble is due to a muscle called the piriformis that goes across the back of my leg and is probably pressing on the sciatic nerve and all sorts of other things. It's common enough to be known as piriformis syndrome and therefore has standard treatment-- Physical therapy.

She also said that the 'arthritic deterioration' noted by the radiologist isn't much of anything and isn't actually in a place where it would affect my hip and/or leg. It's a teeny bone spur on part of my tailbone.

Unfortunately, the couch is a likely culprit. The clinician suggested that we get some heavy plywood to put under the cushions. I've already tried a hardcover book under the spot where I sit. It helps a little, but I can feel the edges through the cushion.

After the appointment, I took my friend M and her eighteen month old daughter out for lunch as a thank you for the transportation. It was good to be social, and the meal was cheaper than a cab would have been. I had vegetable tempura and a little bit of M's sushi (she had that and some yakisoba that she shared with her daughter). I feel quite nicely full.

I'm now waiting for the call from PT at the UM hospital so that we can schedule me to see somebody. I'm also trying to decide whether or not I'm up to working on household chores. The next couple of days promise to be insane, so I probably should, but I'd love a chance to rest, too.

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The specialist says that my leg trouble is due to a muscle called the piriformis that goes across the back of my leg and is probably pressing on the sciatic nerve and all sorts of other things. It's common enough to be known as piriformis syndrome and therefore has standard treatment-- Physical therapy.

She also said that the 'arthritic deterioration' noted by the radiologist isn't much of anything and isn't actually in a place where it would affect my hip and/or leg. It's a teeny bone spur on part of my tailbone.

Unfortunately, the couch is a likely culprit. The clinician suggested that we get some heavy plywood to put under the cushions. I've already tried a hardcover book under the spot where I sit. It helps a little, but I can feel the edges through the cushion.

After the appointment, I took my friend M and her eighteen month old daughter out for lunch as a thank you for the transportation. It was good to be social, and the meal was cheaper than a cab would have been. I had vegetable tempura and a little bit of M's sushi (she had that and some yakisoba that she shared with her daughter). I feel quite nicely full.

I'm now waiting for the call from PT at the UM hospital so that we can schedule me to see somebody. I'm also trying to decide whether or not I'm up to working on household chores. The next couple of days promise to be insane, so I probably should, but I'd love a chance to rest, too.