I’m in a full-blown head cold. My sinuses are plugged up, but I can breathe through the left nostril. I think it’ll go into an ear infection in a day or two. I really, really hope not because I don’t want to be in that much pain again. I tried calling more doctors and none of them will see me; either they aren’t taking new patients or because I don’t have MCP. I’ve been sleeping a couple hours at a time. I get bored of being on my left side all the time.
Empath is getting over pneumonia.
I wish I had the ability to do what I tell myself to do. I told myself to stop scratching my arm, but I still did it with the knowledge that it wouldn’t heal if I did. I resorted to cutting my fingernails down to the quick and thought the worst I could do would be rubbing with my fingertips. God no. I found interesting things to dig against my sore flesh. The culprits were towels and wash cloths during/after a shower. Since I can’t keep my hands from touching, my eczema is still not healed, but also weepy with serum and the occasional infection if I forget to wash it with baby shampoo every day.
Gross, huh?
The MIL took pity on me when she saw it. To clarify, the area is two circles of red bumps that are around 3 inches in diameter and span 6 inches from tip of the elbow to mid arm toward the wrist. Anyway, she asked how my burn was and I told her it was eczema. It threw her for a loop and she gave me some of her hyrocortizone to try. I put some on and it burned a little at first, but hasn’t done much more than letting the area air dry. I’ve had this for 2 months I think. My very last effort to heal will be pouring hydrogen peroxide over it to dry up the goo.
ION that is not puke-worthy, Empath and I might be able to play our DnD game this weekend. He has 3 days off from work and no plans other than general gaming.
“It’s not paranoia if they’re really after you.” I don’t know who said it first, but it’s holding true with my ILs. I’ve lived with them for 7 years because I can’t afford to rent an apartment.house. Hell, I can’t even pay most of my bills now. I know they don’t like me anyway and these little annoyances are becoming huge rage issues for me. The current one deals with meal times. My internal clock is still on central time (-2.5 hours), so I tend to eat later than what I’d consider “lunch time” or “supper time”. Also, I eat later to avoid competing with the ILs for the small kitchen we share. MIL always has to come over and be in the way. Right now, it’s quarter to eight at night and I hauled food upstairs to make burgers. When I get to the kitchen, the ILs have the oven going and some weird soup on the stove. I sighed, grabbed the items I’d just placed on the counter and went downstairs. I know in 10 minutes, one of them is going to poke his/her head down and tell me it’s all clear. Yes, I’ll take the blame that most of this is my fault or problem or whatever you want to call it. This is their house, their appliances, and fuckall what the slobby DIL wants to do. It happens so often that I don’t even want to cook anything.
The other current thing annoying me is the dehumidifier that just “happens” to get turned on every time I’m cooking pasta or something with boiling water. I’m at the point with my temper that I’m going to scream at them. The other option is to walk over and unplug it after they turn it on and leave.
Empath wants to go to Sword n Steele for International DnD Game Day tomorrow. I don’t want to go. I’m already feeling self-conscious about it. The shop is kinda small and it’s going to be packed with people, probably high school kids. I’m shy and even moreso with the 300 lbs. I’m hauling around. I don’t like being around people I don’t know either. He can go if he wants, I’ll push him to, but I’ll just stay home and avoid the stress.
My weight remains around 305 lbs., though I’m falling back into snacking.
Empath and I went out shopping, mostly for groceries, but we stopped at one of the role-playing stores in town, Sword & Steele. There was a Magic tournament going on, so we couldn’t browse the whole place. We bought a set of the 4E core rule books (PHB, DMG and MM), Dungeon Delve (30 quick adventures) and 2 sets of dice for me (all yellow/gold, one with the basic dice and the other 36 d6s). It cost a lot, but we’ve been itching to play DnD since we heard the PA/PvP podcasts, even though we can’t get a group together.
Empath bought me a new computer core yesterday from Staples. We tried Future Shop, but the salesmen in the computer dept. vanish when we show up there. Anyway, it’s a Compaq/H Presario with dual processors, a DVD lightscribe drive and a 160Gb hard drive. It came with Vista Home which isn’t a problem now that I’ve turned off a bunch of annoying popups. He also bought a NVIDIA BFG Gforce 9600 card, initially for his computer and he’d give me his BFG Groce 8800, but due to his lazy nature, I got the 9600. He’d need to shift around a lot of cables to hook the new card up, so I got very lucky.
I spent most of yesterday evening finding my bookmarks again. I got the ones I visit the most except for Zybez, but that’s been down for 3 days as of today. RS in HD looks so good.
My eczema flaired up a few days ago. I figured out why. I wore my robe one morning because I was cold and the long sleeves bothered my arm too much. After getting the infection cleared up and testing out what dried up the serum, my arm’s on the road to recovery (again). The key is St. Ives Intensive Relief advanced therapy lotion for severely dry skin. You’d think if it’s for severely dry skin, it would hydrate, but it has the opposite effect on me. o_O Whatever, I’ll take it.
The other health-related issue is my sore throat that is rapidly becoming an ear infection. It began as a dry spot in the corner of my mouth behind the tongue and I think it’s tonsilitis. Well, I tried to get a doctor’s appointment for some antibiotics, but none of the GPs I called were 1) taking new patients and b) willing to care for someone not covered by MCP/insurance. So, I’m caring for myself with popsicles and salty broth.
Various ones I’ve had today:
Scott Speedman and Scott Stapp = separated at birth?
Travis Fimmel (A&E’s The Beast) looks like he’s tweeking on meth.
To the designers of these lag-the-fuck-outta-my-computer ads: hope it happens to you! Said ads also definitively prover I am not an epileptic.
Age is not a boundry for stupidity.
Bill Watterson’s Sunday editions of Calvin & Hobbes rocked.
Do doms/dommes get vacation days? I know I’d get tired of dealing with a needy sub 24/7.
