'I want you to make me the skimpiest costumes known to humanity.' by Kara
The bad news for me is that I've once again started having night seizures. Two Fri/Sat, three last night. Now, at least two of those last night were caused by pain, which means I'll be seeing other doctors before I see my neurologist. Then again, I was going to see one of them in the next few days anyway.
Explanation -- seizures of this sort (or of just about any sort, honestly) can be caused by extreme physical or mental stress. This also includes illness and extreme pain. Basically, if I'm very sick I'm screwed. Injuries are a bit more arbitrary, but if they're bad ... again, screwed.
During one of them, I woke up with my right arm pinned under me. If you read elsewhere, you'll know that my drawing hand has been giving me hell. This could be why, or it could just be aggravating it. I had it in a brace for most of the day, which (fortunately) probably kept me from seriously dicking it up while I was out at the park. But this didn't stop it from hurting last night.
Another of them was from different fun pain ... the kind that my two previous surgeries were (allegedly) meant to fix. In point of fact, this could be a major factor in all this crap, and as I've mentioned in other rants, I'm seeing a doctor about this.
The third one I don't remember pain being attached to, but it was preceded by a nightmare about me having a wire-fu fight with a Walgreen's cashier because they had no orange juice.
Unfortunately, as I have a hard time getting to sleep again afterwards -- and also because they exhaust me -- this means I'm tired all day. Thus, I will be ten types of happy once I get to the bottom of this.
The good news for you? You can now by Issue 1 from the store. These are mini-books since ... well ... they're individual issues. But they do have extra art and commentary in them, and they're rather lovely. I'll also have them at cons, yes, but get 'em here if you aren't hitting any of the cons I'm selling my wares at.
If you have been, sorry.
Actually I've been feeling incredibly bloodthirsty lately, but then it could just be that I want to kill everything dealing with my supervisors and a few coworkers right now.
My phone died last night. It has a good battery life, but yesterday was so frickin busy, with cell phones being the easiest way to get ahold of one or two people that by 9 pm, the battery was gone and the phone shut itself off. That made for an interesting night.
And now I have to work all day again and fix whatever went wrong last night. I wish it were Dec.
The Mich hunts.
Sunday, October 21, 2007 at 6:09 AM
I have bad news for me and good news for you.
I was walking down the path and bush said to me - go get a cupcake! by Mich
Sunday, October 21, 2007 at 4:48 AM
I feel dead. Just utterly dead. And vaguely bloodthirsty. Feral seems to be the right word, but I'm so tired today that I can't muster up the energy to really feel it.