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I'm getting an EEG as the prelude to the video/EEG monitoring, which I'm still wondering whether or not to do. My seizures didn't trigger during my previous EEG, but the EEG triggers seizures in only 30% of cases. I hope it does it this time. And that the info is helpful. And that the seizure is one of those I'm not aware of.
Things you never want to hear your child say
"I'd do Haru."
This was during a conversation regarding who in Fruits Basket we'd date. She said it, and my head went down to the table as Gwyn and harkalark laughed, and she said "What?"
Me: "Really. Unfortunate. Phrasing."
Because the gods are twisted.
Now I know we're going to move to Boston soon. Because I have a new mayberelationship with someone who lives down South. Because I'm never allowed to not have a long-distance relationship, if this century's pattern is to hold. (Even Adam started out as one.)
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The Synapse again!
Of special note: London cabbies have an enlarged hippocampus. Scientists found London taxi drivers have a larger hippocampus, the part of the brain associated with navigation, than other people....These findings make sense when you consider that posterior hippocampus is thought to store information regarding spatial representation of an environment...
Well. This explains why I can't navigate for beans. My poor wee hippocampus.
Zombi: Dried roses, rose leaf, Spanish moss, oakmoss and deep brown earth.
In bottle: Rose - but real rose, like on a rosebush, not the chemical ech that BPAL-rose usually is to my nose.
On me: Earth, rich and crumbly. And again the real rose. I figured out why this works, btw - since Seance also gives me a lovely real rose. It's the rose leaf. They both have it. It's interesting how these morph day to day; on Saturday, this was mostly earth, but today, it's mostly rose. Mmm, now the earth is riding high.
Bastet: Luxuriant amber, warm Egyptian musk, fierce saffron and soft myrrh, almond, cardamom and golden lotus.
In bottle: All almond. Eek.
On me: Definitely smelling the sticky amber and a touch of lotus. Almond still fully present. I want spice! Where is my cardamom and saffron? Later, the almond comes down, and I get a bit of musk.
Silk Road: A panoply of cultural treasures, spanning the herbs, flowers, oils and balms of the Romans, the Byzantines, the Mediterranean, the Levant, Northern China, Eastern Europe, Iran, the Bulgar-Kypchak, Mesopotamia, the Crimean Peninsula, Anatolia, Antioch, and North Africa.
In bottle: Spicy! Reminiscent of Kathmandu, but without the candylike aspect or lotus.
On me: Spicy, yep, but in a muted way, unlike the feral spices of Bengal. This is calmer. A marketplace setting up early in the morning, not in the full rush of day. Warm, rich spices mingling in the air. :)
Black Tower: A sepulchral, desolate scent. Long-dead soldiers, oath-bound; the perfume of their armor, the chill wind that surges through their tower, white bone and blackened steel: white sandalwood, ambergris, wet ozone, galbanum and leather with ebony, teak, burnt grasses, English ivy and a hint of red wine.
In bottle: The same ivy I smelled in the Pumpkin Patch. Sweet sandalwood.
On me: It darkens immediately. Mmmm. I get the leather (lightly), the red wine. The burnt grasses. This is so interesting! Adam swore the other day that he smelled chocolate in it, but I don't get that. This is beautifully complicated. Thank the gods it's a GC...