February 19th, 2009

Hearth

Thor's Day

Administration
Happy birthday to rikibeth!

Medical
Holding steady. I *still* have some lingering snot goblins and breathing issues from that cold/flu thing... an active weekend brought them back.

Travel
Recapping from last night:
* I'll be in NYC next Wednesday, 2/25. We're going up for the Palimpsest book launch, but may go up early and send the afternoon there.
* I'll be in Cleveland 3/16 and Chicago 3/17-18. I think SJ and I are actually going to a Flogging Molly concert on 3/17, but there are SJ concerts/Cat readings the other days.
* And then there is the train! And I will be in New Orleans 3/20-21.

So. Friends in those cities! I would love to see you; come on out.

Daily Science
String theory officially useful, may not represent reality:
What do some of the coldest gasses and hottest plasmas have in common? String theory may help model why they seem to behave as quantum liquids.


Plans
We have lunch plans with Coyote-chan and her mother, but I may beg off those to get an hour or so of alone time, because. I. Need. To. Write. Survivor speech tonight at BARCC volunteer training!
I Hate It Here - Transmet

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This week is officially fired.

Just so you know.

Everything after Boskone? Fired. (Boskone was great.)

I am citing failure to deal.

And yes, I will be okay (and will smack anyone who gives me *hugs*). I'm not okay now, though. So I am going to go take a nap.
Boondock/can't believe

The straw that broke the camel's back

This is the not-about-Wicked-Faire post.

This has been a week of rampant interpersonal asshattery, none of which I'll get into here. Suffice to say, it has been a week of asshattery.

The thing that just broke my everything this afternoon?

A letter from my neurologist, saying he'll be unable to continue as my neurologist. And that I can call his office if I require further information.

Which I do.

So this is because I missed my January appointment. Which I did because it was to discuss the EEG I was supposed to get in December. Which I didn't get because I had a skin-level staph infection, making walking into a hospital a bad idea. That alone would not have done it, but I've missed two other appointments over the years.

So there was almost-tearful pleading. Because this is the first neurologist I've had who's actually listened to me. Hell, I'm so traumatized by my experiences with my first two neurologists that I'm writing a book about the experience. So on top of my already piled-upon week, the prospect of the search for another neuro who will let me be on just the meds that allow me to mostly function sent me straight back to bed.

Doctor had already left the office, but he'll call me back tomorrow. So. I am deeply hoping that this can be resolved. Because I have enough madness with the rheumatologist.