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It's been a long time since I posted a Purrcy pic, I've let The Horrors eat up too much of my emotional energy. Here's what I saw first thing when I woke up the other day--a little latter than I meant to, but it was *so hard* to get out of bed!
And look at those toe beans!
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After an exciting session of tail!shenanigans in the empty shelf, Purrcy sat down as a rather plump loaf and stared at me with both light-green eyebeams.
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Sometimes #Purrcy gets overstimulated and wants his playtime to involve Fierce Fighting With Mom. I'm trying to train him to go for alternatives that do NOT involve human bloodshed -- like displacement scratching, that works!
#cats #CatsOfBluesky
There was a mess-up with one of my prescriptions, and I went off one of my "minor" brain meds cold turkey this week. By today it was NOT minor, but I finally got the right pills and within 30 minutes I felt like myself again. And then had to have a nap, because mania does NOT lead to adequate sleep.
Fortunately, my family could tell what was going on and mostly refused to engage, and didn't hold it against me. But I've had enough therapy recently talking about my mother & our relationship that I can now really see why a friend who's a shrink told me years ago, "You know your mother's bipolar, right?"
I mean, I took her word for it, diagnosing people was her *job*. But I really *felt* it today, when I realized that I'd been having a (mild-medium) manic episode and I was reacting to things *just the way my mother did*.
So. I'll make sure to remember those feelings--which include a fair bit of paranoia as well as driving intensity--and know what to call them, and look first for the chemical imbalance behind them, knowing that they lie.
"Trust your feelings" yeah no, I like *data*.
And look at those toe beans!
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After an exciting session of tail!shenanigans in the empty shelf, Purrcy sat down as a rather plump loaf and stared at me with both light-green eyebeams.
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Sometimes #Purrcy gets overstimulated and wants his playtime to involve Fierce Fighting With Mom. I'm trying to train him to go for alternatives that do NOT involve human bloodshed -- like displacement scratching, that works!
#cats #CatsOfBluesky
There was a mess-up with one of my prescriptions, and I went off one of my "minor" brain meds cold turkey this week. By today it was NOT minor, but I finally got the right pills and within 30 minutes I felt like myself again. And then had to have a nap, because mania does NOT lead to adequate sleep.
Fortunately, my family could tell what was going on and mostly refused to engage, and didn't hold it against me. But I've had enough therapy recently talking about my mother & our relationship that I can now really see why a friend who's a shrink told me years ago, "You know your mother's bipolar, right?"
I mean, I took her word for it, diagnosing people was her *job*. But I really *felt* it today, when I realized that I'd been having a (mild-medium) manic episode and I was reacting to things *just the way my mother did*.
So. I'll make sure to remember those feelings--which include a fair bit of paranoia as well as driving intensity--and know what to call them, and look first for the chemical imbalance behind them, knowing that they lie.
"Trust your feelings" yeah no, I like *data*.
Seeing as how I'm not going to chance gimping around cemeteries in a podiatric boot for a while with how uneven the ground can be in places, I decided to post a bunch of photos I haven't yet from past visits to First Calvary Cemetery, most of them from May 2021, as well as a few more from last week. Thus, I have 15 new photos up at my Flickr. +++
Anime I'm currently watching:
Oshi no Ko season 2
The Dangers in My Heart [Boku no Kokoro no Yabai Yatsu] season 2
2.5 Dimensional Seduction [Nitengo-jigen no Ririsa]
Ao-chan Can't Study [Midara na Ao-chan wa Benkyou ga Dekinai]
I recently finished season one of I Parry Everything: What Do You Mean I'm the Strongest? I'm Not Even an Adventurer Yet!
My right leg is killing me today far more than my sprained and fractured left ankle, because of the boot. Lots of new places hurt today as a result of the boot making me move and handle weights differently. Also, parts of my left leg hurt from the top and struts of the boot.
Around the house, I just tight-wrap the foot for compression and use a cane, because that way it's not too heavy for me to elevate it somewhat as I sit. I have the cane from a prior ankle injury.
Around the house, I just tight-wrap the foot for compression and use a cane, because that way it's not too heavy for me to elevate it somewhat as I sit. I have the cane from a prior ankle injury.
Remember what my roommate said? Ha.
I have a sprain and a fracture. I walked around with no support for two miles on that yesterday before I could get home to ice and tight-wrap it for compression. Just tightened my shoe. It felt like usual low-grade sprain pain to me.
Glad I went to the podiatrist for X-rays today because I thought sensation in my toes was a bit off. I've sprained both ankles so many times I have actually lost count. Sometimes I don't even go to the doctor for it anymore.
I've had my ankles and feet X-rayed many times during a sprain situation, but this is the first time they found something. At the doctor's office I went right to the X-ray machine, without needing directions, from being such a veteran.
(In my near 52 years, this is my second fracture. Never had a full break. My first fracture was when a Volvo door closed on my thumb while I was in high school. That was agonizing. It didn't help that it tore off the fingernail and left a long wound that had to be stitched up.)
Today, I walked around with a big podiatric boot on my left foot for a while, and now my right calf is also killing me for compensating. They gave me a smaller boot this time, so it's a little lighter and it doesn't make life even harder by going all the way up to the bottom of my knee like my original did. Soooo, I have to spend four weeks in the boot.
I have a sprain and a fracture. I walked around with no support for two miles on that yesterday before I could get home to ice and tight-wrap it for compression. Just tightened my shoe. It felt like usual low-grade sprain pain to me.
Glad I went to the podiatrist for X-rays today because I thought sensation in my toes was a bit off. I've sprained both ankles so many times I have actually lost count. Sometimes I don't even go to the doctor for it anymore.
I've had my ankles and feet X-rayed many times during a sprain situation, but this is the first time they found something. At the doctor's office I went right to the X-ray machine, without needing directions, from being such a veteran.
(In my near 52 years, this is my second fracture. Never had a full break. My first fracture was when a Volvo door closed on my thumb while I was in high school. That was agonizing. It didn't help that it tore off the fingernail and left a long wound that had to be stitched up.)
Today, I walked around with a big podiatric boot on my left foot for a while, and now my right calf is also killing me for compensating. They gave me a smaller boot this time, so it's a little lighter and it doesn't make life even harder by going all the way up to the bottom of my knee like my original did. Soooo, I have to spend four weeks in the boot.
I was dumb enough to tell someone last night that my ankles have been good for over a year. Today, walking to the train for that GEICO doctor appointment, I twisted my left ankle. Since that appointment was such a pain in the ass and was only one hour from that moment, I did all the walking to and from the trains to get there, then did the same back.
It's currently swollen and painful, so I'm RICEing it. I see my podiatrist tomorrow morning. Hope I don't need to go back to the podiatric boot because then I can't bring my own laundry up and down stairs. The boot goes up to my knee, so I have to do stairs carefully step by step while holding on to the railing.
This GEICO appointment was bs. They had me fill out two pages of stuff, wait for an hour, then the actual doctor saw me for three minutes. I could've stayed home and not hurt my ankle.
Roommate: "It must be mostly okay if you could walk on it."
Me: "You'd be amazed what I'm able to walk on."
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Sunday, I stumbled upon Juniper Valley Park's Italian National Day, which I didn't know gets held there annually, and wandered it in search of free food like a hungry stray cat. I waited in a long line for an Italian sausage sandwich, part of that wait being when I finally reached the table and they didn't have any cooked sausage left and I had to wait for them to finish grilling some more. I wonder what the people on line way behind me thought was going on.
Later, I saw a truck near the park for German bratwurst, which supplied the Grill King who made my sandwich. Scandal!
I tried to have my phone Shazam some of the music but it didn't have a clue, and I don't know if it's because some of it was in Italian or because a lot of it was sung to a prerecorded dance track. The electronica backing "Sweet Caroline" was really something.
Alas, I was too old for the bouncy castle-type stuff and the lines were long.
I’m only ¼ Italian and don’t know Italian, but my bits of French and Spanish were enough to let me understand some of the rudimentary stuff the Federazione Italo-Americana of Brooklyn and Queens folks said on the stage.
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Last week while I was driving the streets of Queens I heard loud music. Then a funeral procession pulls up, the front car with its back hatch open to reveal a wall of speakers blasting out that "I'll be missing you" song that's set to "Every Breath You Take." I saw passengers in two cars behind it with their arms out the open windows recording on their cellphones.
It's currently swollen and painful, so I'm RICEing it. I see my podiatrist tomorrow morning. Hope I don't need to go back to the podiatric boot because then I can't bring my own laundry up and down stairs. The boot goes up to my knee, so I have to do stairs carefully step by step while holding on to the railing.
This GEICO appointment was bs. They had me fill out two pages of stuff, wait for an hour, then the actual doctor saw me for three minutes. I could've stayed home and not hurt my ankle.
Roommate: "It must be mostly okay if you could walk on it."
Me: "You'd be amazed what I'm able to walk on."
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Sunday, I stumbled upon Juniper Valley Park's Italian National Day, which I didn't know gets held there annually, and wandered it in search of free food like a hungry stray cat. I waited in a long line for an Italian sausage sandwich, part of that wait being when I finally reached the table and they didn't have any cooked sausage left and I had to wait for them to finish grilling some more. I wonder what the people on line way behind me thought was going on.
Later, I saw a truck near the park for German bratwurst, which supplied the Grill King who made my sandwich. Scandal!
I tried to have my phone Shazam some of the music but it didn't have a clue, and I don't know if it's because some of it was in Italian or because a lot of it was sung to a prerecorded dance track. The electronica backing "Sweet Caroline" was really something.
Alas, I was too old for the bouncy castle-type stuff and the lines were long.
I’m only ¼ Italian and don’t know Italian, but my bits of French and Spanish were enough to let me understand some of the rudimentary stuff the Federazione Italo-Americana of Brooklyn and Queens folks said on the stage.
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Last week while I was driving the streets of Queens I heard loud music. Then a funeral procession pulls up, the front car with its back hatch open to reveal a wall of speakers blasting out that "I'll be missing you" song that's set to "Every Breath You Take." I saw passengers in two cars behind it with their arms out the open windows recording on their cellphones.
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The moment we've been waiting for has arrived! Registration is now open for Virtual CONfab 2025!! We'll be coming to you on October 17-19th via a combination of Discord and Zoom.
Registration is just $25, unless you want a physical swag bag mailed to you, in which case it's $35. (To send you the full swag bag, we will require your full name and address.)
Again, registration starts now at the following link: here.
We can't wait to see you!
Registration is just $25, unless you want a physical swag bag mailed to you, in which case it's $35. (To send you the full swag bag, we will require your full name and address.)
Again, registration starts now at the following link: here.
We can't wait to see you!
Hey, I'm sorry I haven't posted in awhile. Things have been a little crazy in real life lately. My brother was in hospital for a week in April and I've spent the last few weeks taking him to multiple appointments.
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At the same time that's been going on we've been trying to look for a new house because we're going to probably be forced to move by the end of the year, because that bastard Doug Ford is going to build a highway through our house! Looking at houses is so hard, because we have very specific needs, my mother uses a walker now so we are looking for a bungalow or, failing that, a house that has a bedroom on the main floor. We thought we had found the right house, but then the house inspections came back and the place was going to need like at least $100,000 in repairs, some of which we're big ticket items like a whole new septic system, so we decided to pass. We weren't completely in love with the place to begin with, so when we got the reports we took it as a sign that it wasn't the right house for us.
Anyways, life has been hectic and it feels like April and May just slipped away.
( cut for medical stuff )
At the same time that's been going on we've been trying to look for a new house because we're going to probably be forced to move by the end of the year, because that bastard Doug Ford is going to build a highway through our house! Looking at houses is so hard, because we have very specific needs, my mother uses a walker now so we are looking for a bungalow or, failing that, a house that has a bedroom on the main floor. We thought we had found the right house, but then the house inspections came back and the place was going to need like at least $100,000 in repairs, some of which we're big ticket items like a whole new septic system, so we decided to pass. We weren't completely in love with the place to begin with, so when we got the reports we took it as a sign that it wasn't the right house for us.
Anyways, life has been hectic and it feels like April and May just slipped away.