August 16th, 2006


Odin's Day

Happy birthday to fibro_witch and evilmike!

Hello to new reader ladyvivien!

The usual, plus a little brainfuzzy.

Saw my primary care doctor today. She agrees that my neuro and I are "not a good fit". Problem is, she's the only epileptologist at Coca-Cola U. And I can't drive far elsewhere. I'll have to call my insurance company and explore options. She does think that the video/EEG monitoring may be a good idea, just to get more info, but agrees (with the caveat that she's not a neuro) that it seems reasonable to try other medications before hacksawing upen my skull.

As for the birth-control issue, she recommended a Mirena IUD, and we talked about that for a bit. And she paused and said, "I want you to consider whether you're doing this to jump through hoops to try medications that may not work for you, or to get a different, more effective type of birth control."

I love this doctor.

And she agrees, of course, that sterilization for these reasons is A Bad Idea.

As for the weight loss, we're not panicking, since it's just a two-pound slide and I'm still (barely) in acceptable range. But we're keeping an eye on it.

The Happiest Man on Earth
The happiest man on earth works in the clinic's garage. He sits in a wee little booth all day taking money to let you out of the garage. This job would make me terribly surly, but he seems to love it. Huge grin on his face, always. "Twooooo big ones!" he chirps.

Seems weird, but seeing him cheers me up. It's good to know that someone out there loves their job!

Daily Science
Planets Plan boosts tally to 12: The number of planets around the Sun could rise from nine to 12 - with more on the way - if experts approve a radical new vision of our Solar System.

An endorsement by astronomers meeting in Prague would require school and university textbooks to be rewritten.

The proposal recognises eight classical planets, three planets belonging to a new category called "plutons" and the largest asteroid Ceres.

The Origin of the Ridiculous: Whales are beautifully ridiculous. They are majestic divers, in some cases plunging nearly two miles underwater. And yet sooner or later they must rise back to the surface to breathe air. They breathe through a rather ridiculous-looking hole on top of their head. Unlike fish, which often reproduce by spraying millions of eggs and swimming away, whales give birth to one calf at a time, which they proceed to nurse for months. Some whales are like underwater bats, shrieking through their blowholes and listening to the echoes. And perhaps most ridiculous of all are whales that turn themselves into giant filters, thanks to a ridiculous tissue called baleen. (...)
Whales are ridiculous thanks to their history.They evolved from mammals on land. Their swimming, reproduction, breathing, and other adaptations to life in water are all the result of tinkering with a terrestrial animal's body. Fossil discoveries have documented how coyote-like mammals moved into the water about 45 million years ago and became more and more adapted to the marine life.

And here's a gorgeous picture of the Orion nebula.

And now I nap.
Elayna & Mommy laughing

And still with the vivid dreams...

Last night's dream...

We - and by we, I mean a motley assortment of real-life friends and dream-friends - were in a place that bore a physical resemblance to the shopping area of the new Aladdin hotel in Vegas, just in the slightly mazelike outlay of hallways. There was a con there - or something like a con, but an all-year-long thing. Friends in ren-garb, friends in corsets, friends that are usually scattered across the nation all together and so happy to see each other.

There were also, in some parts of the dream and location, aspects of being in a story and being aware of being in said story.

And damn the dream-bringers... I woke up horribly wistful.

Because in the dream, I had a baby. An infant son. Must be all the talking about pregnancy lately. But yes. And he was one of those magical dream babies who never poops or spits up. *laugh* I did nothing with the dream-baby that I didn't love. Snuggled him, breathing in his new-baby scent, feeling the sweet wisps of his hair. Breastfeeding. (Oh, how I loved breastfeeding Elayna; there's just an amazing connection there that's almost indescribable.) And all of you and all of the dream-friends loved him so and were so happy that he was there.

I wonder if I will ever have him. I dreamed Elayna before I had her, and I've dreamed this baby boy before. Maybe he's waiting. Maybe there will be an awesome new medicine soon, and I can bring him into the world.

*sigh* Yeah. Wistful.

Unrelated to dream, but related to babies, I have made an appointment to consult with a gynecologist re: the Mirena IUD. Which can be taken out if Adam and I decide to have a baby.

EDIT: Hang in there, dream-baby. I hope to meet you in this lifetime. I may not - because I won't bring you into this world unless I can give you the care you deserve, the life you deserve. And I'm not there yet. The medical science does not yet exist to have me there. And I won't bring you here if I can't be a kickass mommy to you. But... I hope.
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Elayna 2006

That's my girl.

Me: "Sometimes, when you have your period, you get cramps."
Elayna: "I know. If I didn't know, I wouldn't have gotten that Babylon 5 episode." (Season 2, the Ivanova/Delenn thing.)

Elayna, upon observing the stuffed penguin on my chest: "Zim, you have chest penguins. Go to the nurse's office."

And right now, she's absently drumming on the table in time with Flogging Molly's "Rebels of the Sacred Heart".

EDIT: And now we're typing at each other in KoL chat from different floors of the house.
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