Whirlwinds of Ugh
Jul. 3rd, 2003 02:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
omorkaYesterday was effin' terrible. Lonely and worried and hormone-crazed and stir-crazy. If I have another week of that I shall surely go insane. And then last night I drank black cherry juice - not cherry cider, but juice (what was I thinking when I bought that stuff? It's too strong to drink straight like that) too close to going to bed and spent the dawn hours doubled over with my stupid trick stomach going off.
Today wasn't much better. The Spouse shut off my alarm and told me he'd get me up after he showered, so I could get an extra half-hour of sleep. He got me up, and I got ready, and then I had my annual well-woman appointment. My old OB/Gyn - the one I liked - left last summer, so I had to settle for a male doctor (I'll try to switch back to a female for the next appointment, if they'll let me.) I went ahead and asked him to fit me for a diaphragm while he was at it; I really would have preferred to try a cervical cap, but he didn't have any of those to fit. He didn't seem to notice any ovarian swelling, but he agreed I needed to be on the Pill again to shorten my cycle length - he would have suggested them even if I didn't want them. He re-prescribed the same ones I had before, which my insurance doesn't cover. Then our drugstore didn't have the diaphragm in stock; I have to go back and pick that up tomorrow. I bet insurance doesn't cover that, either. Does AEtna really prefer to cover pregnancy costs, or are they just insane?
The Spouse took us to get a late lunch and then to the drugstore. We went home for a bit, and then the MIL took me to the local kitchen-and-bath store, where I got some organizers for the new bathroom chest and my birthday present from Mom, a stand mixer (finally!).
She and the Spouse went to Home Depot to get the supplies for the Spouse's shelving project, and dropped me off at the Black Swan on the way there. I was there for an hour alone; I did manage to call DM and verify that (a) he wasn't going to be there, but (b) he was feeling better (from the description, it sounded like what he had this week is exactly the same bug that had me out of school for almost a week back in the fall semester, so at least I don't have to worry about catching it from him). Just after I tried to call the Spouse to come and get me, PB (did I mention he's my guardian angel this week?) showed up. He was feeling rather down about not getting much art done this week. AH and AJ arrived very shortly after he did, and were followed by four of AJ's bellydancing friends, who then proceeded to chat very loudly about very dull topics. At least I got to flirt mercilessly with PB, who then very kindly gave me a lift home. We did manage at that point to have a semi-deep discussion about my awe for people who do the visual arts well, and about drawing on the creative spark in general. I've been wanting to have a variation on that talk with DM, but I can't seem to manage it. *sigh* Well, either I have plenty of time, or I have yet another regret to lay on the slow-burning fire that is the depth of my heart. I prefer to believe the former.
I actually got home before the Spouse. After calling to make sure that all was well, we worked out the schedule for Friday with the MIL. We're going to try and leave Houston around 10:00 am Friday, and they're going to drop me off at the Midsummer That Doesn't Suck and go tool around in Austin. They'll come back on Sunday to pick me up, as usual. I'll try and pack lightly - we'll see how that works out, but I'm talking the old grey tent rather than the new one, since I don't think I can put the new one up by myself. I don't know if I really need to do this - hanging out with the paganfolk all weekend may end up with my feeling that much more sorry for myself rather than feeling better - but I've paid already, and the MIL really would like an excuse to be out of town this weekend, so here we go.
At the very least, I'll be lonely and worried and hormone-crazed, but not stir-crazy. So it'll be at least some improvement. If the Pill kicks in, I may even be a little less hormone-crazed, although I'm not betting on it.
Today wasn't much better. The Spouse shut off my alarm and told me he'd get me up after he showered, so I could get an extra half-hour of sleep. He got me up, and I got ready, and then I had my annual well-woman appointment. My old OB/Gyn - the one I liked - left last summer, so I had to settle for a male doctor (I'll try to switch back to a female for the next appointment, if they'll let me.) I went ahead and asked him to fit me for a diaphragm while he was at it; I really would have preferred to try a cervical cap, but he didn't have any of those to fit. He didn't seem to notice any ovarian swelling, but he agreed I needed to be on the Pill again to shorten my cycle length - he would have suggested them even if I didn't want them. He re-prescribed the same ones I had before, which my insurance doesn't cover. Then our drugstore didn't have the diaphragm in stock; I have to go back and pick that up tomorrow. I bet insurance doesn't cover that, either. Does AEtna really prefer to cover pregnancy costs, or are they just insane?
The Spouse took us to get a late lunch and then to the drugstore. We went home for a bit, and then the MIL took me to the local kitchen-and-bath store, where I got some organizers for the new bathroom chest and my birthday present from Mom, a stand mixer (finally!).
She and the Spouse went to Home Depot to get the supplies for the Spouse's shelving project, and dropped me off at the Black Swan on the way there. I was there for an hour alone; I did manage to call DM and verify that (a) he wasn't going to be there, but (b) he was feeling better (from the description, it sounded like what he had this week is exactly the same bug that had me out of school for almost a week back in the fall semester, so at least I don't have to worry about catching it from him). Just after I tried to call the Spouse to come and get me, PB (did I mention he's my guardian angel this week?) showed up. He was feeling rather down about not getting much art done this week. AH and AJ arrived very shortly after he did, and were followed by four of AJ's bellydancing friends, who then proceeded to chat very loudly about very dull topics. At least I got to flirt mercilessly with PB, who then very kindly gave me a lift home. We did manage at that point to have a semi-deep discussion about my awe for people who do the visual arts well, and about drawing on the creative spark in general. I've been wanting to have a variation on that talk with DM, but I can't seem to manage it. *sigh* Well, either I have plenty of time, or I have yet another regret to lay on the slow-burning fire that is the depth of my heart. I prefer to believe the former.
I actually got home before the Spouse. After calling to make sure that all was well, we worked out the schedule for Friday with the MIL. We're going to try and leave Houston around 10:00 am Friday, and they're going to drop me off at the Midsummer That Doesn't Suck and go tool around in Austin. They'll come back on Sunday to pick me up, as usual. I'll try and pack lightly - we'll see how that works out, but I'm talking the old grey tent rather than the new one, since I don't think I can put the new one up by myself. I don't know if I really need to do this - hanging out with the paganfolk all weekend may end up with my feeling that much more sorry for myself rather than feeling better - but I've paid already, and the MIL really would like an excuse to be out of town this weekend, so here we go.
At the very least, I'll be lonely and worried and hormone-crazed, but not stir-crazy. So it'll be at least some improvement. If the Pill kicks in, I may even be a little less hormone-crazed, although I'm not betting on it.
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Date: 2003-07-03 06:04 am (UTC)Looking forward to seeing you - oh, and check the weather before you leave - it has changed some, and you might want to change your packing accordingly!