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I slept pretty badly last night. I was still sneezing and all that, so I couldn't use the c-PAP. I seem to be doing better in that regard this morning, but I woke when the Benadryl wore off in the middle of the night.

Our current best guess as to the problem is a combination of dust, ragweed, and the c-PAP. The dust and ragweed wouldn't normally give me this much trouble, not at the levels they've been at. I think that my sinuses have been irritated by the c-PAP and so are more reactive to other things. I haven't had a summer this bad for allergies since I was in high school.

All of my plans for the week, such as they were, have been shot to hell. They mainly consisted of writing and watching DVDs that can't be renewed (I have about fifty hours of lectures on DVD that can't be renewed) and more writing.

We have a very long day ahead of us as we'll be heading up to Interlochen to bring Cordelia home. (There are reasons for this that I'm not willing to go into in a public post.) It's been a hard decision, and I still need to make some phone calls about it. Part of me wants to go back to bed and to send Scott on his own, but that would be unfair to him. He could do it. He would, too, if it was necessary, but I can go.

We plan to get on the road as soon as we're both dressed and both have had breakfast.
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I'll be going to Medequip tomorrow to try on some different masks. The idea is to find something that won't irritate my sinuses to the point of days of sneezing. The current one doesn't provoke that all of the time.

I want to nap, but my sinuses are still in rebellion. I'm not sure if it's the c-PAP or the ragweed or the dust from cleaning. It might be all three. I used my neti pot (I don't very often, just when I'm worried that something like dust or pollen might be setting me off).

The orientation session last night was a bit overwhelming. Too many people, no AC, and lots of stairs.

All of the staff members specified their pronouns. None of them used anything but the he set or the she set, but I'm glad they did it because it's entirely possible that there were kids in the audience who needed reassurance that their pronouns will be respected.

We found someone who wants the Legos that I washed/bleached on Sunday. Scott's sister's SIL's church can use them. She's willing to pick them up. We still have a few other things to give away/donate.

My mother has sent me a url for the parts we need to repair the love seat and chair in the basement. I just need to measure the pieces of the support straps we've still got to make sure we order the right things. I don't know how long it will be before Scott has time to do the work, but getting the parts is the first step.

I'm really done in. If you've sent me something in last few days that requires thought, I might manage it tomorrow, but it's not going to happen today.
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I wore myself out completely yesterday, what with dealing with spraying Cordelia's clothes and sorting the crap from the basement. I had to ask Scott to go get me a Wendy's burger in order to be able to think and to stave off a headache that was heading migraine-wards. Two loads of laundry got done, too, but Scott and Cordelia did parts of that.

Scott went out to the Games Library Day in Ypsilanti. I had to ask him to leave early because I used up all of the anti-tick spray for Cordelia's clothing before I got the sweatshirt and the single pair of long pants she's taking. I got all of the t-shirts and shorts.

I started sneezing last night around 9 p.m. and haven't really stopped. I wasn't able to use the c-PAP because of it. I've got the AC cranked just in case it's a ragweed thing (which it might be because it's been cool enough recently for the AC not to run).

We have the meeting for Cordelia's camp orientation tonight at 6:00. I hope there will be signs because telling us to meet 'in the choir room' isn't actually much help with a building that size that none of us know. Cordelia and I have been searching desperately for a set of dress shoes that fit her. We have a single shoe from two different sets (one of which she swears had both shoes in her suitcase two days ago). The second available shoe is navy instead of the required black but will probably pass well enough if I can find the other.

I got a germ of an idea for my UCon game scenario last night, but I'm not sure yet what direction to take it. I'm going to call it a 'home rules' system, though, probably with a note that I'll be mostly using percentile dice.

I have my Darkest Night assignment. I'm going to have to think about it for a little while. I'm confident I can write the fandom and make it dark. I'm just not sure I can use more than one of the freeforms (this is a request that came in after I signed up and that I was sufficiently comfortable with not to run to change my sign up. If it had been there before, I might have tried to avoid it, but I also might not have). Strictly speaking, I only have to use one freeform, but... I like to do better than that.

Given that my Captive Audience story is stalled, I'll be focusing on getting that moving again before I do anything else. I was right that I did almost no writing last week while Scott was home. I think it came to 700 words, all on Saturday right at bedtime.
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Okay, I have to make it clear to Scott that, no matter how cool it is outside, we are not opening the windows again until all of the ragweed is dead. He opened them around 6 last night and left them open when he went to work. I didn't try to close them because I have a very difficult time getting the windows to move. I'm now sneezing like crazy and have the worst sinus headache I've had in years. I've shut the windows as well as I can (Scott's asleep), and I think I'm going to have to force the AC to run in order to try to clear the air in here. I've taken all of the allergy medication that I can. The next step is a sinus wash. I just hate doing that.

I suppose I should consider it a win that it now takes several hours for ragweed to knock me on my ass? When I was a kid, I was miserable for months each year because of it. Seven years of allergy shots did something.

I wrote 1300 words last night. Sadly, none of it was for my Captive Audience story. I also worked a bit on my Darkest Night sign up. I think there are enough requests that I'd enjoy doing now to make signing up feasible. I will likely wait until the last minute to make sure that I'm not offering something that might match on something I can't or don't want to write. There are some things requested that I've looked at and realized that, while I could write for those requests, I wouldn't enjoy it. I think that part of my problem is that I don't much want to write anything sexually dark for this. I've written a lot of that this summer and would like to write something dark in a completely different way.

I'm trying to get myself to the point of being able to respond politely to a couple of comments on Auguries of Innocence (my Harry Potter darkfic AU). The comments are from someone who wants me to do terrible things to Harry and Hermione for having become ruthless people who sometimes do terrible things but to redeem Ron (who has done and continues to do equally horrible things) so that I can have an endgame with the commenter's OTP-- Ron/Draco-- living happily ever after.

I am hoping to take the story in a 'things get better' direction, but I really think that, in that story, Draco's idea of happily ever after won't involve being paired with anyone at all. I also think it likely that the current Harry/Ron/Hermione relationship isn't going to end during the course of the story because it's actually pretty stable, given the givens.

I ended up lying down for a while yesterday because I was so tired I could barely stay upright, but I didn't sleep because every position I tried lying in hurt. I ended up having Scott get me a Wendy's double with cheese (and the staff there screwed up the order and gave me one with everything instead of just cheese and meat and bun, so I had to throw out the top bun. At least the lettuce kept the ketchup, mayo, and mustard from getting on the burger itself). That got me through about four hours, up until Scott left for work. I was even able to do the dishes and run some laundry.

At that point, though, I was in that weird zone where I was nodding off but my body was too tense for me to feel like sleep was even remotely possible. I think I got about six hours of sleep before Scott came to bed. After that, I got another three, but it was all of the sort where my brain kept clawing for consciousness over my body's objections. I think that a big part of that was the sinus headache which felt, the whole time, like I needed to remove the front of my head from the eyeballs down.

I just feel like, every time I ought to be able to get a refreshing night of sleep, something else smacks me and makes it not happen.

I ended up ordering a bunch of not very expensive items ($3-$7) from my Amazon wishlist and from Cordelia's. I got nine items for about $50. I'm hoping to use the stuff for Cordelia as a well done gift after we actually do the blood draw on Monday.
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Drat. I finally got all the insurance claims ready to mail, and I missed today's pick up. It's so unpredictable when the mail carrier will come by, that it's easy to think I'm in time and not be. I'm going to try to get Scott to drop the envelopes at the post office on Green Road when he wakes up. If he wakes in time, we'll be going out that way anyway to visit the bank. (He thought I'd already done the bank trip. Which explains why he looked at me funny each time I mentioned that we needed to go. Except-- Why on earth would I mention it if I'd already been?)

I need to remember that kiwi lime scented VO5 conditioner is something I'm allergic to. I forgot to record the scent that was a problem last fall, so Scott bought it again, and I used it again. I smelled it before putting it on, several times, and it wasn't a problem like that, only after it was on my hair. The scent got stronger at that point.

Cordelia's giving me a hard time about getting DVDs of things that I could watch streaming. I keep pointing out that I just don't think to turn on the TV unless I've got a DVD in hand. She took that as me not knowing how to stream things and was quite patronizing about it. I know how. I just don't think to do it 90% of the time, and when I do, it's generally at a point when I can't use the TV. (Streaming on my laptop makes doing other things while I watch considerably harder.)
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Something Scott ate yesterday has given him an allergic reaction. He and I had lentil soup for dinner last night. I used chicken broth, water, and lemon juice which should all have been fine, so I suspect that the culprit is the sauce packet I added-- That looked safe when I read the ingredients, but either 'flavoring' or 'spice' must include something that's a problem as all of the known ingredients were things Scott eats normally. The thing was explicitly to go with chicken and mostly contained chicken derived stuff.

Maybe he ate something while he was out at his doctor appointments yesterday? We only talked for about two minutes this morning between me and Cordelia getting up and him going to bed. He said he didn't know what was causing the problem, and I didn't want to keep him just to ask more questions.

Cordelia decided to stay home today in order to see her grandparents and uncle who will be arriving around 11:30 to take us to lunch. The main complication of this is that I now don't have anywhere to put the junk that I need to move out of the living room so that people can sit down. Scott's asleep in our room, and Cordelia's asleep in her room. That pretty much leaves the basement.

Scott won't join us for lunch. We decided that it made more sense for him to keep sleeping. We have our biweekly game session tonight, and he's supposed to GM. I kind of think it might be better for us to play board games, but I guess it will depend on he's doing at 7 tonight. We'll also need to stop a bit early because he needs to leave shortly after 10 in order to get to work by 10:45.

I got a lot of chores done yesterday-- Five loads of laundry; filling, running, and emptying the dishwasher; making dinner; cooking two packages of breakfast sausages; breaking down some boxes for recycling; getting the recycling and trash to the curb for pick up; changing the sheets on our bed; rearranging and dusting my bedroom bookshelves; and moving two shopping bags of books from our bedroom down to the basement plus shelving about a third of them.

Oh, and I sprayed a set of clothing for Cordelia to wear at camp. We bought some prometherin (sp?) which is a spray on tick repellent that's specifically for clothing. She's only wearing a t-shirt and long shorts plus underwear and footie socks, so it only helps a very little bit, but a little bit is better than nothing. We're not spraying her underwear or socks (footie socks don't come up past the top of the shoe). The spray bottle doesn't work very well. The only way to get anything out is to hold it sideways, and the stuff is very bad to breathe, so the spraying has to be done outside and then the clothes left hanging outside to dry for a few hours (how long depends on the humidity).

Needless to say, I was ready to sleep pretty early. I didn't end up doing so, but I should have, could have. Part of not going to bed early was that I had trouble making myself stand up to deal with getting ready to sleep.

Scott sleeping during the day really disrupts my routine because I can't really listen to music or watch anything due to noise. I dug up some earbuds, but they turned out not to work well because one gave no sound at all. We'd had them for years without ever opening the package, so either they were defective when we bought them or they deteriorated in storage. I can watch things with the sound off if there's captioning, but I like to be able to hear the dialogue, too.

I also have to be sure that I have all of the things I need out of the bedroom before Scott goes to bed. If I go in there for something, it will wake him. Tomorrow, when the cleaning lady comes, will be interesting.

I'm thinking that I might move the bags of stuff we want to get rid of to the garage. If that stuff gets stolen, well, at that point, we wouldn't have to haul it anywhere to donate it. But I kind of think that someone looking for quick cash isn't going to dig through garbage bags full of old clothing, not when there are things like the snowblower and Cordelia's bike. I'll shut the door, but Scott tends to forget, and he's the one who mostly opens the door (lawn mowing, grilling, etc.).
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I did a little poking around online yesterday and discovered that the sneezing and runny nose issues I've been having are anecdotally common. Sadly, about one third of the people got relief by upping the humidity on their c-PAP, one third by decreasing it, and one third by sticking lanolin soaked q-tips up their noses every night right before putting on their c-PAP gear. (Lanolin is not an option for me, sadly.) A few people never found a solution at all. Almost everyone said that their medical team told them that nobody ever has this sort of problem, and yet... Dozens of different people talking about how terrible it is. I tend to assume, with things that have that many stories, that there are other people who just never comment about having the problem or never thought to tell anyone it was an issue.

A number of people talked about cleaning everything, hose and filter included, thoroughly every single day and then letting it all air dry completely before bedtime. None of them thought that it helped with anything except getting medical people to stop telling them they weren't cleaning their gear often enough.

At any rate, I guess I'll be playing around with the humidity on my c-PAP. Hopefully I can find a balance between how I feel when I'm wearing it and how I feel when I take it off.

Scott's parents have decided that the fireworks are just too much to try to manage this year. I think it's mostly that Cordelia's the youngest local grandchild and that none of the three kids are actually interested in going. Scott says that it's also that Tuesday is a bad time to stay up that late. I thought about pointing out that that never mattered before, but I thought it might be impolitic.

Griping about the heat )

I did no writing yesterday. I was exhausted in between about 11 a.m. and 4 p.m. for no reason that I could figure out. Getting a 'polar mocha' at Espresso Royale helped even though black tea and caffeinated soda hadn't. Maybe it being an icy slush made a difference? I hope not because I can't spare the spoons to duplicate that at home.

I spent my evening writing time trying to come up with requests for an exchange I hope to participate in. I'm usually pretty generic with those, but I have prompts and such this time for pretty much everything. I'm also thinking I need to ask the moderators-- The FAQ lists a minimum number of requests and offers but not a maximum. Capping requests, at the very least, seems like a good idea. Capping offers... Well, a lot of people have trouble meeting those minimums for most exchanges, so it's likely to be self-limiting in most cases. And this isn't Yuletide with thousands of fandoms that one could offer.

We were going to watch a Netflix DVD but it turned out to have a very carefully glued together crack. Those really make me angry because doing that doesn't make the DVD playable. It just makes it pass a cursory visual inspection and then go out to someone who's actually hoping to see the movie/show. Sadly, I expect it will take a long time for us to get a replacement copy because I'm pretty sure this one had a 'very long wait' label to begin with.

Today's most important to do is some paperwork that I've been putting off. Oh, and a phone call that I've also been putting off. Scott's main goal is paying the bills. We kind of vaguely want to go to Target, but I don't know that we want it enough to justify leaving the house. It's mainly that the part of the 4th that Cordelia and I both like is the picking up snacks at Target before watching the fireworks part. That made the fireworks part bearable. But we're not actually doing fireworks, and it seems silly to drive across town for junk food.
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I used the c-PAP for a bit more than four hours last night. When I took it off, I had issues with my sinuses freaking out. They itched, and my nose ran a bit. I eventually managed to get back to sleep, and I've been okay during the hour and a half since I got up for the day. I was pretty worried that I was going to end up with another couple of days of sneezing, runny nose, etc. I keep turning down the humidity setting in hopes that that will help given that the higher settings make me feel like I desperately need to blow my nose.

The story I was working on went off in a direction that didn't work, so I'm having to go back and figure out the right point to snip things and start over. There are a few specific sentences after that that I really like, but... They're almost certainly going. I've also introduced a huge plot question that I really have to address in order for the story to end. I think that will require a second chapter. I also have to make some decisions about the answer and have no idea what should happen. I'm stalling on that by trying to select a title for the story.

I retrieved the two books that I need to review from the basement, but I haven't actually opened either yet. I'm thinking I might work on them on Tuesday because we're going to spend a good bit of time in the car and with Scott's family. I don't think they'll mind if I sit and read. Cordelia saw the books and tried to talk me into loaning one of them to her best friend. I don't inherently object as long as it can wait until after I'm done writing this story.

I realized that I had the deadline wrong for those treats I was writing, so I have a few more days than I expected. Now I'm trying to find a beta reader for one of the stories. There are a few people who offered beta reading for the exchange; it's just that this weekend is a terrible time to try to reach anyone in the US (and I can't tell which of them are in the US).

The buses are letting people ride for free on Saturdays this summer if they show a district library card. Cordelia was very pleased about that when she decided to go downtown to the library yesterday. She remarked on the fact that she's going to the library a lot so far this summer. I told her that she doesn't have to if she's willing to wait for her holds until the family trip on Sundays.

Scott and I are both disappointed that the fireworks where his parents live are on Tuesday. That means that Scott will get less sleep than usual before going to work Wednesday. We were kind of hoping the fireworks would be today or Monday instead. They're always on the 4th there, though, so I'm not sure why we hoped. I'm also wondering what we'll all end up eating now that the traditional stuff is toxic for Scott.

Scott's parents have been back from Europe for about three days. We haven't heard from them about plans for the 4th. That has brought out the fact that both Cordelia and I would rather stay home. Neither of us are fireworks fans. The only bit that we like is that we usually watch from a Target parking lot and go inside to buy snacks (mostly candy) before the fireworks start. Scott actually enjoys fireworks, so he wants that bit. He just hates the lost sleep.

We currently have no plans for tomorrow. I'm sure we'll figure out something to do with the time. Maybe some Ingress? I don't know. Possibly just Scott playing games online with his brother in Seattle.

I'm having issues with my left foot/ankle, not the tendinitis but something else. About a third of the time, as I put weight on the foot to walk, I get a sharp pain in the front of the joint that feels like something's being pinched/compressed. I'm unlikely to try to see my doctor about it because it's the sort of thing that will absolutely be blamed on my weight. Also, I'm not sure I have any PT sessions left this year under our insurance.
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Cordelia's appointment went fine yesterday. Scott was running late, so Cordelia and I ended up waiting about half an hour after the appointment for him to pick us up. Since we were there already, I made an appointment for Cordelia's physical. The logistics of that were challenging because it has to be August 4th or after due to insurance requirements. We need it to be before school starts, too, because the logistics of me retrieving Cordelia from Skyline are... difficult. August is the month when Cordelia's most busy, too. I wanted to get her in before camp, but that didn't work. We also won't be seeing her usual doctor. Cordelia said she didn't care about that.

We played Scott's Firefly game last night. I was beyond groggy and just really couldn't manage to engage. I ended up trying to write on my phone. I say 'trying' because Gdocs was so incredibly slow that I got frustrated. It could take twenty seconds to get a single word in.

I tried the c-PAP for about an hour and a half last night but didn't manage to fall asleep in spite of being exhausted. I ended up taking it off because my nose was hurting a lot. I think I forgot to take an Ativan the way I should have. Sadly, I didn't sleep at all well after that. I feel like I didn't sleep at all, but I think I dreamed-- bits and pieces about out of date phone numbers that I had to figure out in order to find a comfortable position to sleep in and to actually sleep. Right now, my plan is to get the things I absolutely have to do done and then go back to bed.

The cleaning lady comes this afternoon, but I really don't think I'll make it through that. I'll write a check for her and leave a note explaining that I'm trying to sleep. Cordelia has training for volunteering at the food bank this afternoon from 1:00 to 3:00. After that, she plans to go to the downtown library and, maybe, get some food downtown. I'll have to explain tipping to her, just in case she goes somewhere where that's appropriate. She and her friends plan to do a movie night tonight.

I have one story I want to finish by the 3rd (it's a treat, so it's not absolutely a drop dead date) and two stories I need to start. The latter two, I still have to decide what I'm going to write. They're both due much sooner than I expected, so I'm a bit stressed over them. I don't usually get those dates wrong. There's another treat I started that I think I'm abandoning because I've been stuck for several days. If I was juggling fewer stories, I'd probably keep at it, but I need those brain cells for other things right now.

Fortunately, my allergies seem to have subsided for now. I feel like I should knock wood when I say that.
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I'm having less allergy trouble today, but I slept very, very badly last night. I kept choking on post nasal drip, and my sinuses ached pretty horribly. I hope that Scott slept better than I did, but I don't know for sure. I didn't even try the c-PAP. I'm hoping that I can get back to that tonight.

I have to take Cordelia out to Domino Farms for a doctor's appointment. That means taking a cab, and given construction, I'm wondering if I ought to allow more time for the trip. Then again, maybe the cabbie will be sensible and get around that bit by taking 14 to 23 to Plymouth Rd instead of Plymouth Rd straight through. It wouldn't normally be faster, but right now, I think it is, especially in the middle of the day when the highway isn't backed up.

Scott will likely be able to pick us up after the appointment. He has PT at 5:00, so he's not likely to work late.

The appointment is the only thing we absolutely have to do today. We might have people over this evening for either Scott's Firefly game or board games, but I'm worried that I won't be up to it. I'm not sure if Scott would want to run without me. I feel bad because it's been a while since we got together, but I really do feel like crap.

I very much want to do some writing. I posted my Not Prime Time story yesterday, but I have something else, a treat for a different exchange, almost done. I also need to start two other stories for something else entirely.

Scott took Cordelia to Traverwood yesterday to renew her library card. The timing was bad, so the road he'd normally take was backed up for about three blocks from the four way stop sign at the bottom of the hill. He tried another route only to discover that that road doesn't currently go through, due to construction. Cordelia knew that but didn't understand what he was trying to do, so they got all the way out there and then had to come all the way back. I had wondered why I had time to shower and then sit around for another half an hour while they were gone, and that all explains it.

Scott is going to be working Saturday. His company wants full production then in the hope that they'll be able to give everyone Sunday through Tuesday off. I'm keeping my fingers crossed because three days would be really, really nice. Also, given that he took Monday off this week, Saturday only makes a five day work week for him as opposed to a six day.

Okay, half an hour to come up with food for me and Cordelia and get everything ready to go...
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We ended up at Palm Palace for dinner last night. The food and service were good, but even though I was conservative about what I ate, I ended up not feeling well due to a combination of gas and reflux. I think that the reflux was partly due to the gas and such, possibly even mainly due to it.

I slept badly last night. I never used the c-PAP at all because it seemed unwise with reflux and with me getting up repeatedly during the first couple of hours. I woke up with the sneezing and runny nose again, so apparently the c-PAP doesn't relate to that. Damned if I have any clue what's going on.

I guess I'll keep the extra appointment I have with my doctor next month (I was supposed to cancel it in favor of the scheduled follow up in August, but I held onto it in case something came up). My chances of getting in to see her any earlier are almost zero. I didn't want to keep that appointment because it Thursday during Art Fair. That week is pretty much the worst time to go to UHS all year long as all the buses will be both detoured and packed. My dentist appointment, in the same general area, is the Monday of that week, but that should be before the detours start. Official Art Fair is usually Thursday, Friday, and Saturday with set up on Wednesday.

The technician came today to do the tune up on the air conditioner. He says it all looks good (which isn't surprising given that the unit is only two or three years old). The woman from their office who called to let me know that he was on his way kind of freaked me out because she insisted that all of our windows had to be closed in order for him to work. Scott declined to shut the windows last night because the predicted high for today was 73F, and I can't shut most of the dratted things on my own (and Cordelia was still asleep). She assured me that the technician could close them for me. He was puzzled as to why she'd think it would be necessary. He said that that requirement is for when it's actually cold outside. That is, if the windows are open and it's 50F outside, it's kind of hard to get the AC to do anything so that he can see how it's working.

Anyway, that's done until the furnace tune up in the fall. We get the same guy each time, and I like him.

I've gotten the trash out. I'm holding out on the recycling in hopes that I can break down some of the boxes in the basement and get rid of them. I like keeping a few boxes in case of wanting to send a package, but we've probably got thirty Amazon boxes down there. We don't need that many, and I know there's room in the bin for at least some of them to go.
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I used the c-PAP for three and a half hours last night. Right now, I'm sniffling and sneezing. I fear the two are connected. I washed the reservoir and nasal pillows pretty thoroughly on Friday. I didn't want to try to wash out the hose, but I think I'm going to have to because this makes three occasions when I've had severe allergies starting the morning after using the c-PAP.

I finished two fics yesterday. Well, one is certainly done, barring a thorough proofread. It's gen, so that's not nearly as hard to arrange as it might otherwise be. The other needs a second opinion if I can find someone willing given the moderately obscure fandom and the explicit and potentially squicky content. I've got a couple of people I can ask, but I was a little too fried last night to do it.

We went out for frozen lemonade at Sweetwaters last night. Sweetwaters gives coupons to the middle schools to hand out to every child who gets at least three A's on their final report card, and the school put the coupons in the envelopes with the report cards. Cordelia got hers and got a cinnamon roll. I got a frozen lemonade and a chocolate croissant. Scott got a ginger tea.

We finished that up a little after 8:00, and as we were just across the street from Plum Market, we went over there for the half price bakery goods.

It's been very cool, in the low 70s, so Scott opened a lot of our windows early yesterday afternoon. They stayed open all night and are still open. I don't think this relates to my sneezing because that didn't start until the windows had been open for about twenty hours.

Cordelia has been doing movie marathons. She's currently got about a dozen DVDs from the library. Of course, mostly what she's been doing is listening to her Hamilton CDs over and over (those were a gift from Scott's brother and his family). We listened to a little of that in the car last night, on the way to and from Sweetwaters. I still can't say that it does anything for me, but I'm glad Cordelia has something she's really passionate about.

Both of our Time Capsule storage drives are insisting that they're too full to allow backups. The program is supposed to delete old backups as needed in order to keep making current backups, and we have backups going back at least two years. At this point, anything from 2015 can absolutely go. One of the drives has a terabyte of storage, and the other has three. We have no idea what's going on to make them say they only have a few megabytes of space left. Scott thinks that wiping them is probably going to be necessary. We'll start with just one in case we need the backups on the other before we have clean backups on the first. Scott keeps saying that he needs a lot of time to do this and then getting cranky with me when I mention that it needs to be done (and later today he will be more cranky because I didn't make him do it while he had time).

Maybe he can figure out how to get Cordelia's laptop to backup via Time Machine, too. We've never managed that, and at this point, she's actually got stuff she'd be devastated to lose. It wasn't so important when she was seven.
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I slept better last night than I did the night before, and the sneezing and such seem to be gone. I will likely keep taking the various allergy medications for a few days in case what I'm seeing is them working rather than the trigger being gone. I'm still pretty tired, so I will likely try to nap later on. Cordelia and I don't have anything planned today, so I think it will be feasible.

I'm debating Camp NaNo. The main thing against it is that it doesn't tend to motivate me to write more or more often. The social aspect only works for me if I know the people I'm interacting with. Then again, signing up costs me nothing (except a lot of emails from the website).

I realized yesterday that the first two pages of a side project I was working on didn't belong in the story at all. They were necessary world building/scene setting for me but would probably bore readers. I can work in a lot of the details that matter later in the story and in small chunks.

Does anyone know anything about the folks running [personal profile] captiveaudience? The maintainers on the AO3 collection are [archiveofourown.org profile] nonx and [archiveofourown.org profile] CaramelShadows. The former looks like a sock, and I don't recognize the latter. The exchange theme, captivity with either Stockholm Syndrome or Lima Syndrome, sounds like something I'd have fun with, but I suspect it's not likely to be a large exchange. At the moment, it looks more appealing than Fic Corner simply because there's nothing in the Fic Corner tagset that I'd be really enthusiastic about writing. There are a number of things I could write and/or request, but I don't know if I'd enjoy writing any of them.

I suspect that part of the problem is that the things I'd be comfortable offering to write are all kind of old and not necessarily the sorts of things that people think of first when signing up for exchanges. There are often specific requests that are things I'd be comfortable writing, but without the specifics, I don't dare offer because there's a lot of those canons that I don't feel I know well enough or have time/access to review properly. The things I can generally offer always have way more offers than requests.
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I think I'm having allergy problems right now. I started sneezing mid-afternoon yesterday, and by evening, my nose was running, and my left eye was watering constantly. No idea at all why my right eye is clear, but I'm glad of that much. I got about three hours of sleep last night because, any time I moved, I'd start sneezing and/or desperately need to blow my nose. (I'm not sure Scott got much sleep either.) Basically, shifting around makes me feel an itching burn in my sinuses that's really unpleasant. I've gone through an entire box of tissues so far.

I may have to take my box of tissues and a bag to throw the used ones into and vacate the house this afternoon because I'm pretty sure that the stuff the cleaning lady uses will make things much, much worse. But I can't imagine what I'd do with myself for five hours, especially if it's raining.

I'm trying to think of anything that changed in the house yesterday, and I'm coming up completely empty. I also didn't eat or drink anything different or use different toiletries.

My anniversary present for Scott has arrived. I got him some bluetooth earbuds. His old ones died, and he needs them for listening to podcasts and audiobooks while doing things like mowing the lawn.

Cordelia has her volunteer training for working at the library this afternoon. I need to prod her a bit to make sure she actually eats something before she goes. She'll also have to leave earlier than she wants to be because of the bus detour (the training is at the Traverwood branch).

Scott will be going to bed early tonight because he'll need to get up around midnight to go to Top of the Park and get Cordelia. She has asked the friends she's going with if any of them can give her a ride home but hasn't gotten any answers yet. I offered to spring for a cab, but Cordelia balked at the expense. I don't know, though, $11 for Scott not to have to get up in the middle of the night? Sounds like a bargain to me.

I managed nearly 700 words on my NPT story yesterday. I still don't know exactly where it's going, though, and I'm a bit over 3000 words. This does not bode well. Then again, endings often come up unexpectedly and smack me in the face, so maybe I'll find the end soon.
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Our nephew has graduated. There were more than four hundred kids in his class, so it took a long time for them all to cross the stage. As we were driving away after, I asked if anyone had seen a single student who wasn't white. Cordelia said she saw one and that she was glad she wasn't the only one who noticed.

The EMU Convocation Center was not a pleasant place. The seats were painfully small, and so were the rows. I could barely stand by the end. The pain levels were high. Also, everything was so very steep that I was surprised that nobody died. The backs of the seats for each row were about even with the floor of the row behind. I'm not normally afraid of heights, but I was scared to death that I would fall because I was not feeling particularly steady to begin with. Scott's parents had saved us seats in the middle of the row, so we had to squeeze past people to get there. The stairs (I have no idea if there was any seating accessible without stairs) had railings in some spots but also had gaps in the railing of two to three feet at a time which combined very badly with the steepness on the way down after the ceremony.

I was so exhausted that I almost didn't make it to our car. There wasn't any option for me to sit somewhere and wait for Scott to bring the car by, though. I ended up leaning pretty heavily on Scott, and he kept trying to find somewhere for me to wait. There just wasn't anywhere.

I took Ativan a couple of hours before the ceremony. I shudder to think how I'd have felt without it. I fiddled with my cell phone and leaned on Scott and Cordelia in turn in order to deal with the anxiety. I did a bit of holding onto Scott as tightly as I could, too.

My gastroenterology appointment was relatively quick, once the doctor was free to see me. She was a little more than half an hour behind, but all we needed to do was to check in that nothing major had changed and that the medications were still working. Then I made an appointment for June of 2018, and that was that. Scott was able to pick me up which was a relief. I wasn't entirely sure I'd make it up the hill if I took the bus home.

I spent a large chunk of today in bed. I had a migraine that took forever to go away, even with medication, and I've been sneezing a lot with both a runny nose and sinus pressure. I'm not having dinner tonight because we have nothing in the house that won't make me sick (well, nothing that could be prepared in the time we had), one way or the other. I'm not pleased about this. It's now past when I can safely eat anything beyond air popped popcorn (which we don't have) or vanilla ice cream (which I can't have when my allergies are this active).
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I'm pretty definitely not making my Camp NaNo goal. I'm about ten thousand words short, and I'm not even going to try to write that much today. Three thousand words is generally an extremely good writing day for me. The word count I'm likely to end up with is in keeping with my usual monthly word count so far this year, so I think, if the month hadn't been unusually exhausting, I'd have made my goal.

I signed up for Not Prime Time last night and discovered that requesting 'any' for characters/relationships wasn't allowed. I had two fandoms with specific character requests and four where I wanted any. I had to narrow things down. I suspect I wouldn't have bothered nominating twelve options if I'd known I could only request eight.

The FFnet troll is still at it. I'm deleting the messages unread. I'm not getting other FFnet comments at the moment, so I may just start sending everything straight to trash. That'll save me the two or three seconds that deleting takes.

Scott tried the turkey bratwurst with pork casings last night and is having some minor trouble. He's not entirely convinced that's the cause, but he's also not certain it's not. And this makes two times with trouble after pork out of two tries, so... Yeah. I foresee a lot of chicken in our future. I just hope this doesn't stretch to include problems with dairy. Things starting to get worse after seventeen years is surprising. We don't know why the change, and we don't know that it will stop.

My mother is in Michigan and apparently has been for two weeks without telling us. It's frustrating but very typical of her. I talked to her yesterday. She said she might try to get over this way some time in the next couple of weeks but that it depends on her finding a contractor who will actually show up when promised and do the work she needs done.

I have a bunch of tiny things that I want to get done but that aren't important enough for me to have given them priority any time in the last few months. None of them will take more than fifteen minutes, but they're just that bit too much for me.

Okay. Nap time.
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I’ve posted my Small Fandom Bang fic. It’s part of the House of Sulfur and Mercury arc, a divergence in which Luke comes back for Merlin himself and Merlin does his best to manipulate Luke.

Nothing False and Possible.

I’ve also posted an if-I-get-hit-by-a-bus draft of my Fandom5K story. Well, I suppose it’s more of an if-life-overwhelms-me-this-week draft because that’s actually what I expect to happen. I’m not entirely happy with the ending, and I want to find someone to look over it for SPaG and for consistency in things like capitalization and the names people use for each other, but I don’t think there’s anything truly horrible that way in there (it’s explicit darkfic, so there are plenty of intentionally horrible things in there). I’ve already had to go in and edit three times after I posted because I forgot to write a summary, to delete some notes, and to set the rating.

Maybe I ought not post when I’m low on sleep?

I’m low on sleep because I kept coughing last night. It was that sort of tickling dry cough that doesn’t do anything except make my throat feel less irritated for a second or three. I only slept at all because I discovered that, if I breathed through a bit of the sheet, I didn’t feel the urge to cough. I suspect dryness in the air as the problem because this didn’t feel like illness or allergies. I spent a lot of the night dreaming but still awake enough to be focused on the necessity of holding the sheet in just the right place even when I rolled over. I was convinced, at one point, that the cough was a curse (of the magical type) that had something to do with me not being vegan.

I’ve paid the deposit for choir camp for Cordelia. I still haven’t gotten an answer to my inquiry about accessibility and all of that, but it’s been a week, and I don’t think I’m ever going to get an answer. I really wish they gave a phone number at the school to call with questions like this. I’ve now emailed the camp directly as the pictures on their website are not encouraging and as they make absolutely no mention of accessibility/accommodation except to mention how to get wheelchair seating for the school affiliated concert hall.

I’d think that Interlochen’s camp buildings would be covered by the ADA’s accessibility requirements. The school might get out of it by saying that this is a completely voluntary thing (in spite of saying that all students are expected to attend), but I don’t know that the camp could.

Of course, Scott thinks Cordelia’s going to refuse the surgery this year at all, that she’ll only consider it when she dislocates her knee again. I think she might go for it, especially if her aunt tells her it’s a good idea. She’s said several times that, much as surgery scares her, she really, really doesn’t want to go through a dislocation again.

Scott tried some pork on Saturday. He was okay with the small amount he had for breakfast, no ill effects, but he had a larger serving in the evening and had some intestinal issues the next day. He’s inclined to put that down to the pork, but there’s a chance that he and I both had an intestinal bug of some sort (I put my Saturday issues in that direction down entirely to anxiety, but who knows?). He’s going to be very unhappy when I point out to him that the turkey bratwurst he bought Saturday have pork casings. Of course, I can’t eat them, either, and I don’t think Cordelia is likely to eat more than one or maybe two. Cooking and then freezing seems indicated.

I’m still kind of desperately hoping for good news from the hysterosonogram on Friday so that I can cancel the gynecology appointment on Wednesday morning. Not getting anything before then doesn’t necessarily mean bad news, but going into the appointment with no idea makes it vastly more stressful. I can’t think of anyone who might be available for hand holding purposes on Wednesday, either. Scott and his sister will both be working, and [personal profile] evalerie has a critical all day appointment for her youngest. Scott's parents won't be back in Michigan until next week, and it will be longer than that before my parents get to Michigan.
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Scott had an allergic reaction to something starting at about 3 p.m. today. In the preceding couple of days, he hadn't eaten anything that was likely to have been beef contaminated (most of it was stuff we cooked at home). The timing was weird, too, because he usually has problems somewhere between eight and twelve hours after he eats the problem food. The entire period that we'd normally focus on as the problem was while he was asleep.

He has had a lot of pork products in the last couple of days. Not an amount out of the ordinary for him but pork roast last night and pork sausages this morning. This allergy has been mostly stable for eighteen years, so having it suddenly increase in scope is worrying. It's possible that the casings for the sausages are beef derived (Google indicates that 'collagen casings' generally are), but he's had this brand of sausage before without issues. Unfortunately, we don't have a label from a previous batch to compare to this one. Of course, the sausages were less than five hours before he started having problems, and the pork roast was about twenty hours before.

Easter dinner was ham, so if pork products are now a problem, Scott's going to continue being sick tomorrow. He can't stay home from work because he's used all of his sick days (two every six months), so he's hoping benadryl and immodium will see him through the day.

I'm actually really hoping it was the sausage casings.

I was a bit worried because the Easter gathering was half an hour from home, but Scott was certain he could drive home. He'd had to drive out to buy benadryl because no one at the gathering had any.

I'm going to have to pitch the sandwich I made for Scott for tomorrow because that's ham. (Cordelia won't eat it because there's margarine on the bread. I won't eat it because this particular brand of ham lunchmeat has a lot of fat and is likely to make me sick.) Fortunately, all of the remaining lunchmeat we've got is turkey.
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I spent a lot of yesterday afternoon and evening on the verge of tears for no reason I could figure out. Maybe it’s something hormonal? I don’t know. I haven’t had a full period since October, and goodness knows things in that direction are out of whack due to my age and medications. It was just completely out of the blue, and I really wanted Scott to help me out, but I couldn’t seem to get him to understand or to remember.

This morning, I had a very definite anxiety dream— I had gone back to college and registered for classes, but I didn’t know which ones I’d gotten or where or when they met. Supposedly, I could find that information out online, but I didn’t know the right commands to get the computer to do anything at all. Oh, and the computer was green on black in terms of text display. I haven’t used anything like that in about twenty five years.

I think, weirdly, that having Scott and Cordelia both in the house constantly all week has added to my stress. I love them dearly, but… When they’re at home, I end up rearranging everything in order to accommodate them without them being accommodating in return.

But having them go back to school and work will be vastly difficult for me, too.

We’re still trying to figure out the bedside table problem. I don’t have a c-PAP yet, but I will very, very soon, and I’m going to need a place to put it and to put all of the stuff I currently keep there. Scott is talking about taking out my bookshelves entirely, but I’m reluctant. I use those shelves for things I’m currently using for fic or think I will soon, for things I haven’t read yet, for reference books, and for library books. Everything that was there that I’m willing to store in the basement has already gone downstairs.

Oh, and I use those shelves for my lotion and deodorant and hairbrush and a couple of medications that I often need at night… There’s also a specific spot where I put medical paperwork that I won’t need for a few days or weeks or longer but need to be able to find immediately the day of the appointment or whatever. We keep games and puzzles on the shelves, too, and really don’t have any other place for them. I think Scott assumes we can just get rid of most of that stuff, but if I was willing to, I would have already. Yes, they’re games I’m not likely to play again, but they’re also the specific copies of those games that I played a lot as a child and teenager. I used to play solitaire Scrabble a lot because no one would play with me. That may not be reason to keep the game, but… I want to.

As my back hurts less, my tendinitis is becoming noticeable again. My back hurt so much for a while that I just no longer felt the tendinitis. I hoped it had really gone, but it hadn’t. The noise from my back was just drowning it out.

Last night, my face and upper chest both started itching horribly. It was quite sudden, and I couldn’t figure out a cause. It felt a lot like I’d been rubbing those parts of my body with wool non-stop for ten or fifteen minutes, so I suspected allergies. I ended up washing and then taking benadryl and slathering on hydrocortisone. That was enough to let me sleep moderately well, but bits of my face still itch this morning. I don’t see any rash or swelling (a little damage from me scratching but nothing else) apart from the rash around my eyes that I’ve had since September. I haven’t put anything new/different on my face or hair. We’re still using fragrance and dye free laundry detergent.

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