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Sep. 2nd, 2015 12:04 pm
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I finally took the large bandaid thingy off of the incision site where they took out those lymph nodes. I can't see the incision site because it's pretty much in my armpit, but Scott commented that their definition of a 'small incision' is not the same as his. I think he's just got skewed ideas about this because my previous surgery, for gall bladder removal, involved such teeny tiny incisions.

Taking the bandage off helped the pain levels in one way and made them worse in another. Basically, the adhesive part of the bandage was pulling in some fairly uncomfortable ways on my skin. Now that it's gone, however, the incision is vulnerable to abrasion by whatever I'm wearing to support my breast. I've got a bit of gauze there now to help with that, but we didn't dare tape it in place, so it's being held there entirely by how I hold my arm. Not ideal.

I don't know whether or not we'll have any visitors tonight. I'm torn-- I want to see people and be social. I also, however, want to shower, and I haven't been getting fully dressed (no shirts) the last few days. I can put on a shirt. I just haven't wanted to. (And, in answer to a comment earlier this week, it's possible that a button front shirt might be easier to put on than an over the head shirt. It's just that I only own one, and that is long sleeved. Getting more would require shopping, either going out and trying things on or ordering online and hoping that what came would a) arrive in time to be useful and b) actually fit.)

I'm wearing the compression top again now. I need to wash the two bras that I've been wearing. I'm just trying to decide what kind of soap to use. We're out of Woolite which would be my first choice. I don't want to go into the basement to get our normal laundry detergent. I could use dish soap, but I'm not sure about doing that. It is soap, but it's designed for a different type of dirt. Liquid hand soap and shampoo seem even less appropriate.

I'm getting more on edge, waiting for the pathology results. My surgeon thought everything would be fine, but I want to know for sure, one way or the other. I haven't reached anything near the point of needing Ativan, fortunately.

I'm also finding that I want very much to read or to watch something but that, the moment I pick something up or turn on the TV, my attention wanders. Assuming I can get myself to pick something up or to turn on the TV at all. I can't even manage to click on any of the fics in the tabs I've got open. They all sound good, but I can't manage reading them. I can't even reread my own stuff.

Scott's parents have said they might come down to visit. I asked Scott's mother to give me plenty of notice so that I can be dressed. I think she was a little boggled by the idea that I haven't been getting fully dressed, but she agreed.

Fandom all the way down...

Sep. 2nd, 2015 04:05 pm
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A lot has changed since I got into fandom, back in the late 1990's. That was also when I first got online and it was dial-up, which seems like another world completely - I regularly ended up paying extra at the end of the month because I'd exceeded my allotted time online.

At one point we were downloading episodes of SG-1 in what everyone referred to as 'squinty-vision' because the resulting files were huge (in relative terms) but the video produced was tiny and so you'd have to squint to figure out what was going on or even to tell non-speaking characters apart sometimes (the joys of a series that takes place mostly in a setting where people wear uniforms, I guess!). Those files still used to take literally hours to download, so I used to set them up before I went to bed and hope the download wouldn't crash overnight.

And then there were the mailing lists, long before the advent of LJ, and their own particular way of doing things. Some fandoms still have them and they're ticking over, but most of them have (understandably) gone the way of the dinosaur when LJ became the main place for fandom to be.

Now, bypassing the rise and fall of LJ, a lot of fandom is on Tumblr, which is by no means the right place for anything other than lots of 'ooh shiny' given the way it does things. And there's definitely a place for shallow and pretty, but that doesn't mean it works for anything else. So it's quite amusing (in a sad head-shaking and remembering we've been through this before) that some folks now on there are all 'oh, Tumblr is changing and fandom should leave'. This started last year, iirc, when Tumblr was bought by Yahoo and people starting having minor freak-outs. Yes, you should leave and come back to LJ and/or Dreamwidth where we can have proper discussions about things without horrible nesting issues.

I wonder where we'll end up next? ;)



Meanwhile, in related news, I'm happy to say that I'm managing to write at least 750 words every day and am currently on a 16 day streak. After a very scientific method of tossing a coin on August 31st, I also signed up for the month challenge on 750 Words, which gets me another badge and my name on the Wall of Awesomeness if I manage it. I am apparently much more easily motivated (in this case by small internet pics of animals and birds) than I ever imagined would be the case!

Now, after months of my subconscious going 'pfft, call yourself a writer, you can't even manage to sit down and do anything!', we've now moved onto 'oh, so maybe you can write everyday, but what you're writing is shit' which I guess is an improvement? Yep, just over 15,000 words and maybe some of it is crap, but at least it exists.

Been posting on the new UNCLE kink meme which is a bit of an odd experience, all this anonymity and so on - boy, there are some really 'interesting' prompts on there! And yes, I'm writing movie fic but plan to use the same method to break the deadlock on my two existing public WIP as well as clear out some of the other stuff I've had lurking on my hard drive, some of it literally for years.

in happier news

Sep. 1st, 2015 09:46 pm
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FB & G+ tend to get all the kid pictures, so, giant children are giant:

with Kate for scale )

First day of second grade, today. The Pip starts pre-K in a week.

Edit: 49.25" and 41.5", respectively.
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SO. GROSS.

sexism, stunt violence that echoes actual violence, stunning lack of self-awareness, stupid pregnancy tricks, probably some other stuff too )

Okay, seriously, I have so much work to do tonight, but I was listening to that as I did the dishes and I really, really had to vent before I could possibly concentrate.

Media - August 2015

Sep. 1st, 2015 07:59 pm
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Books )

Books: 3
  picture book: 1
  sff: 1
  non-fiction - memoir: 1
Manga/Comics: 9
[community profile] 50books_poc: 1

Television )

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Sep. 1st, 2015 01:25 pm
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Cordelia's dermatologist agreed to send in a prescription for a larger bottle of the clindamyacin. Hopefully, the insurance will pay for it.

The biopsy site looks a lot better this morning than it did last night. It's dry and not red or anything, so I decided I didn't need to call the Cancer Center after all. I think I'm probably going to have a permanent dimple there from the thing, but... Well, it's better than it could be, and that breast is going to be different anyway due to the lump coming out and needing bigger margins than we'd hoped.

I'm exchanging emails with folks at the public library to ask about the seven books we returned on Sunday that haven't been checked in yet, five of mine and two of Cordelia's. If it was one book, I'd assume we forgot to put it in the bag or that it fell out in the car. Seven is a bit much for that, especially as all the CDs and DVDs made it back. I'd think those, being smaller, would be more likely to get lost.

August books

Sep. 1st, 2015 11:52 pm
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Miss Marjoribanks - Margaret Oliphant
The Man in the High Castle - Philip K. Dick
The Tragedy of Dido, Queen of Carthage - Christopher Marlowe
Hot Head - Damon Suede
The Locker Room - Amy Lane
Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji) 20 - Yana Toboso
Chew 10 - John Layman and Rob Guillory
Baba Yaga's Assistant - Marika McCoola, illustrated by Emily Carroll
Lumberjanes 1 Noelle Stevenson, Grace Ellis, Brooke Allen

books, or let me pick up my guitar and write a song about the myriad ways I love Miss Marjoribanks )

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Sep. 1st, 2015 09:46 am
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Cordelia has apparently used up nearly a month's supply of clindamycin lotion in ten days. I didn't monitor her usage because I had other things on my mind and because I figured that she's twelve and would carefully follow the instructions the dermatologist gave her (and also because she really, really didn't want me involved at all). I should have told her that the prescriptions are expected to last for a certain amount of time and can't be refilled before then. There's no reason she'd know that as she's not dealt with prescriptions of that sort before (the only prescriptions she remembers are for her eczema ointment, and with that, we get so much that we can't use even a fraction of it in a year).

So I have to call the dermatologist and ask what we ought to do. I do not want to.

I also probably need to call the Cancer Center. I'm just not sure if I should call my surgeon's office or the breast imaging clinic that did my biopsy. Basically, the scab on the biopsy wound ended up stuck to the bra I wore yesterday, and I now have a sort of little hole/dent in my breast where it was that looked kind of nasty and gooey and is two or three millimeters deep. We put gauze over it last night, and I put on a new bra (one that fits less well and itches like the dickens). It wasn't clearly infected, but I'm not entirely sure that it wasn't, either. After I post this, I'm going to take a look and see how things are this morning. I want to do that before Cordelia gets up because she's likely to think it's extremely disgusting. I do not have a fever, and nothing's red or swollen, so there's that.

Is this something that would have happened sooner if I'd been wearing bras routinely between the biopsy and the surgery? I have no idea.

If I do have to go in and get the biopsy site looked at, I'm not sure if I'll take a cab or call on one of the people who have offered to give me rides. There are pluses and minuses both ways.

Of the bras Mom bought, there's one left that might fit. The rest are definitely too small. I haven't tried any of them, but the rest are all labeled as smaller than the one I'm currently wearing which is almost too small.

My father finally called yesterday. He was apparently out of state, at a conference (I'm puzzled by this because I thought he was retired), and had to keep his phone off during sessions. He simply forgot to turn it back on or to check his messages for several days. That seems odd to me because he knew when I was having surgery. If it had been me, waiting for news on Cordelia, I'd have been checking the phone as often as I could.

My mother called yesterday to check in, too. She's really enjoying being in Lawton. She said it's the best sleep she's had in months because she doesn't have to worry about her husband or the dogs or anyone at all but herself. (I suspect that it also has to do with me and my sister both being through our surgery, but she didn't say that.) She's planning to stay in Michigan for a while, working on their house, just so she can have some time to herself.

UCon is urging people to sign up to run events. Scott and I both want to, but we also both feel that we really can't commit to that when we have no idea what the next few months are going to look like. We're not even sure we'll be able to go to UCon at all. Cordelia will be really disappointed if we don't go, but it may not be possible.

The Cancer Center finally gave me the biopsy pathology report on the patient portal. Two weeks after I formally requested it and one week after the surgeon gave me hard copy. Goodness knows when they'll give me the pathology report from the surgery. I'm hoping that the surgeon's office will call me with those results as soon as they have them, but because those results don't change anything immediate, they might not.

Man from U.N.C.L.E (2015), movie

Sep. 1st, 2015 09:36 pm
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Man from U.N.C.L.E, 2015.

I have watched a scattering of episodes of the original TV series (after developing a tiny, tiny crush on David McCallum as Steel in Sapphire and Steel) and have read rather more than a scattering of the fanfic. I did intend to re-read a few fics before watching this, but somehow I managed to end up reading a From Eroica Fake Marriage fic instead, which was a far better companion to the original series in terms of tone and feeling than this movie. The series was goofy but had a heart; this movie is all shallow, and not terribly pleasant.

Spoilers and assorted complaints. )

Anyway. I have dug out a few fanfic links and am slowly perusing those. And I suppose the opening sequence, where they break out of East Berlin, isn't bad. Possibly I should just pretend the movie finished after that.

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Aug. 31st, 2015 01:52 pm
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I missed the 8:30 phone call from the surgery clinic because I assumed it was Cordelia's phone. I didn't think it sounded like my phone at all (admittedly, I'm not used to what my current phone sounds like). I'm not sure I would have gotten up for it even if I'd realized it was my phone. Getting out of bed takes real effort and isn't something I want to do in a hurry. They called back around 10:00 anyway, and it's not like I had any dire emergencies to report.

Scott ended up coming home from work after only two or three hours today. He ate a small bag of popcorn last night, and apparently that is now enough to render him non-functional. I have the impression that his supervisor may have assumed that his illness had more to do with my surgery than with anything else, but whatever it was, she sent him home. Scott is sad because he loves popcorn. He can live without corn chips and corn on the cob, but popcorn... That's harder. So far, he hasn't had trouble with HFCS and that sort of corn product. I'm hoping that that continues.

I showered yesterday. I was very careful about it. The fact that the lumpectomy wound is on the underside of my breast helped. I didn't dry off carefully enough, though, and my biopsy wound leaked a little and stuck to my bra. (One of the bras Mom bought did fit. I only tried on the one, so I'm not sure what other options I have.)

Scott picked Cordelia up around 5:00 yesterday. She seemed glad to see us, and she's been very, very careful about how she hugs me right now.

I've been doing the mobility exercises recommended by the booklet the Cancer Center gave me. Those hurt enough that I haven't been brave enough to try the strengthening exercises yet. I will. I just feel like I shouldn't push too hard all at once.

I feel sort of like I'd enjoy seeing people, but that would require putting on a shirt which is kind of hard to do right now. I can manage it if I need to, but it's not fun.

I'm probably going to be bad about responding to comments for a while. I really appreciate getting them, but my brain isn't working to let me answer them consistently. I apologize for that.

New fic: In Silence Sealed

Aug. 31st, 2015 08:32 am
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For [livejournal.com profile] salt_burn_porn: In Silence Sealed, Sam/Dean, NC-17.  [livejournal.com profile] fiercelynormal tagged me with “piercing.” After a hunt, Dean can't hear, but he can still talk. Warning: may induce diabetic coma.

TV thoughts

Aug. 31st, 2015 08:30 am
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Killjoys )
The Strain )

So, what else should I be watching in the sff line?

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Aug. 30th, 2015 04:11 pm
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I should take off the compression thingy they put on me after surgery this afternoon, and I'm afraid to. I want to desperately because it itches like crazy, but I'm afraid of what I'll find. I'm afraid it will hurt more or that I'll bleed all over or something. I also want to wash a little, but I'm afraid I'll do it wrong. I'm also worried that none of the bras Mom bought will fit and that I'll have to put this thing I've been wearing for 48 hours on again without having a chance to wash it. They want me to wear it or a sports bra (which I don't have) for two weeks, but they weren't very clear about the purpose of doing so.

Lovely, lovely anxiety.

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Aug. 30th, 2015 01:23 pm
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We found the booklet with the post-operative exercises I'm supposed to do. I've done the mobility set now, but I'm holding off on the strengthening ones because the flexibility ones made things hurt that hadn't hurt before. I think I'll work my way up to that.

We watched a bunch of episodes of Arrow last night. I'm still eh on the show, but it's the right sort of mindless for me for right now.

I slept for about ten hours last night. I ended up taking my painkiller at the same time as my thyroid medication again. That's likely to happen often, I suspect, because I don't realize how much I hurt until I move.

I'm trying to figure out what to put on this week's grocery list. I want things that are easy to open and that don't need much preparation. I'm kind of tired of granola bars, but I can't think of much else.

I still haven't talked to my father. I left a message for him, so he should know that I'm capable of talking.

Some time this afternoon, I'll take off this compression thingy and see what's underneath. I think we need to change the bandages, but I need to check with Scott. I was very foggy when they went over the post-op instructions. I don't even know what Scott did with them which seems like something I ought to change.

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