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beandelphikiOMG PERSONAL FAIL X 100000
To all the various people I owe stuff to: OH MY GOD, I AM SO, SO SORRY. It's...really late at this point, I know.
The past two days I've done basically nothing meaningful except post a couple of dumb comments to lj. I pretty much slept ALL of Monday, Monday night, most of Tuesday, and last night. It was simply stupid. Every time I got up I'd think I'd start on my MASSIVE to-do list, starting with answering emails, and then...I'd get woozy and pass out somewhere. I've done a lot of sleeping on the floor. Mustang (that's my cat, the one that's in love with me) is thrilled, he's gotten to sleep snuggled up to me quite a bit recently.
At least I finally figured out what was happening late last night when I started bleeding. Whoo-hoo. I tend to sleep like I've slipped into a coma for the few days prior to the start of that; I blame it on the fact that I generally lose (and yes, I kept track for several months, so I know) around two-thirds to four-fifths of a metric cup of blood every month. "Average loss of 40mL over a 5-day period," - BITE ME, MEDICAL ESTABLISHMENT.
(But no, I'm not anemic. I have never tested anywhere near anemic. I'm a little blood iron MACHINE. Well, and I eat meat practically three meals a day.)
Once I realized that, I knew I'd be in too much pain to do anything useful for the remainder of the night. So I took some painkillers and went to bed. I set my alarm for early this morning so I could get up and work on that to-do list.
FAIL.
I slept through my alarm until it turned itself off. Then I slept in until noon, at which point (a good 13 hours after I'd turned in), I finally woke up on my own and realized that:
-I hadn't done any of the things I promised various people I'd do. :(
-I hadn't showered in TWO DAYS, ick.
-I hadn't done any laundry.
-I seemed to have knocked my glasses over the side of my loft bed and now can't find them. :(
-...And so on and so forth.
ACK, why me? Why always when I have stuff to do? This couldn't be next week? Why does bleeding from my crotch have to disrupt my other systems so badly? THE FEMALE REPRODUCTIVE SYSTEM ISN'T VERY EFFICIENT, GUYS.
I might have been able to avoid this crunch if I'd known this was coming, but OF COURSE this is a month I didn't keep track.
So I showered, dug out my old glasses to wear, scrambled into some clothes and went to work. Got to listen to people telling me all day, "Wow, did you not sleep last night? You look like you're going to fall over." THANKS BUNCHES, PEOPLE. My eyes still have that gritty feeling to them, as if I haven't spent most of the past 48 hours of my days off passed out on my face. WTF? It's totally bizarre, when you think about it...when I was in withdrawal from Dexedrine, I felt like this for two weeks, which doesn't seem like it should be possible. But that's the human body for you; makes up it's own rules, it does.
So...yeah. "Bad day," doesn't quite cover it here. More like one of those days where you wonder why you got up at all.
But I've got laundry going, discs burning, and I'm in the process of answering email. If I owe you something which can be sent via the internet, you should have it within a few hours, as I'm working on it RIGHT NOW. If not...um, gimme a couple of more days.
Apologies again! I really feel terrible you guys, I'm sorry.
Edit: Whoo, add "HTML fail" to the list.
To all the various people I owe stuff to: OH MY GOD, I AM SO, SO SORRY. It's...really late at this point, I know.
The past two days I've done basically nothing meaningful except post a couple of dumb comments to lj. I pretty much slept ALL of Monday, Monday night, most of Tuesday, and last night. It was simply stupid. Every time I got up I'd think I'd start on my MASSIVE to-do list, starting with answering emails, and then...I'd get woozy and pass out somewhere. I've done a lot of sleeping on the floor. Mustang (that's my cat, the one that's in love with me) is thrilled, he's gotten to sleep snuggled up to me quite a bit recently.
At least I finally figured out what was happening late last night when I started bleeding. Whoo-hoo. I tend to sleep like I've slipped into a coma for the few days prior to the start of that; I blame it on the fact that I generally lose (and yes, I kept track for several months, so I know) around two-thirds to four-fifths of a metric cup of blood every month. "Average loss of 40mL over a 5-day period," - BITE ME, MEDICAL ESTABLISHMENT.
(But no, I'm not anemic. I have never tested anywhere near anemic. I'm a little blood iron MACHINE. Well, and I eat meat practically three meals a day.)
Once I realized that, I knew I'd be in too much pain to do anything useful for the remainder of the night. So I took some painkillers and went to bed. I set my alarm for early this morning so I could get up and work on that to-do list.
FAIL.
I slept through my alarm until it turned itself off. Then I slept in until noon, at which point (a good 13 hours after I'd turned in), I finally woke up on my own and realized that:
-I hadn't done any of the things I promised various people I'd do. :(
-I hadn't showered in TWO DAYS, ick.
-I hadn't done any laundry.
-I seemed to have knocked my glasses over the side of my loft bed and now can't find them. :(
-...And so on and so forth.
ACK, why me? Why always when I have stuff to do? This couldn't be next week? Why does bleeding from my crotch have to disrupt my other systems so badly? THE FEMALE REPRODUCTIVE SYSTEM ISN'T VERY EFFICIENT, GUYS.
I might have been able to avoid this crunch if I'd known this was coming, but OF COURSE this is a month I didn't keep track.
So I showered, dug out my old glasses to wear, scrambled into some clothes and went to work. Got to listen to people telling me all day, "Wow, did you not sleep last night? You look like you're going to fall over." THANKS BUNCHES, PEOPLE. My eyes still have that gritty feeling to them, as if I haven't spent most of the past 48 hours of my days off passed out on my face. WTF? It's totally bizarre, when you think about it...when I was in withdrawal from Dexedrine, I felt like this for two weeks, which doesn't seem like it should be possible. But that's the human body for you; makes up it's own rules, it does.
So...yeah. "Bad day," doesn't quite cover it here. More like one of those days where you wonder why you got up at all.
But I've got laundry going, discs burning, and I'm in the process of answering email. If I owe you something which can be sent via the internet, you should have it within a few hours, as I'm working on it RIGHT NOW. If not...um, gimme a couple of more days.
Apologies again! I really feel terrible you guys, I'm sorry.
Edit: Whoo, add "HTML fail" to the list.
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Date: 2008-08-21 08:51 am (UTC)Periods are a mean, cruel joke.
En-ee-wai, don't worry about that thing you're doing for me - the deadline has been postponed till the 8th of September, so there's still time :).
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Date: 2008-08-21 10:10 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2008-08-21 11:38 am (UTC)En-ee-wai, don't worry about that thing you're doing for me - the deadline has been postponed till the 8th of September, so there's still time :).
That's...very, very good, because true to form, I passed out again. LOL. I'd want to look over what I've got with a non-fuzzy head before I sent it. Not that it's, you know, long or brilliant or anything. But just to make sure it makes sense.
Actually, I DID have this really long, brilliant analysis a few days ago. It was genius, really. Until I re-read your fic again and realised it was utter nonsense, which put me back at square one.
Is the post-pone because other people haven't started their fics? I'll lol if other slackers are covering my slacker butt.
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Date: 2008-08-21 12:02 pm (UTC)And really, I swear I'm almost done. Got like...one disc. Doing it tomorrow because it'll be a pain.
Basically, the last episode of the series was longer than the rest, so it took up more room on the disc, and I couldn't do the ep and the Confidential on one disc. So I filled up my own discs with vaguely Who-related stuff. Not all of which is labeled in any obvious way - at least, not on the disc with the Confidential. So I have to play it and figure out what it all is before I copy the disc for you guys so I can burn it.
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Date: 2008-08-21 01:58 pm (UTC)and there is almost nothing without going online for a cup or something that will hold all of it. super plus might as well read regular
i can loose the "average loss" in the first two to three days, with 4 or so more to go. sometimes i think menopause will have it's pluses.