Good Mornthing
11/10/18 08:45![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blissmorganTaking a long, close look
The Spawn are enschoolenated, and I am enmedicated. Today is the last day for both the antibiotic and the steroid. I am relieved to be getting off the steroid; I miss self-control in a big way. Last night when I got home from work the very first thing I did was apologize to Middlest for the way I had blown up at her the night before about something that absolutely did not warrant the reaction I had. It’s making me very angsty, to have this chemically-induced lack of self control in the middle of all this internet change in which I am also struggling for some sense of control.
I am also nervous about coming to the end of the medicines, because I am not sure I am necessarily better. I am still coughing a lot except when I have just taken the hydrocodone cough syrup, and I am experiencing a fairly persistent rattle in my chest when in take any but the shallowest of breaths. It is entirely possible that I will be at the doctor’s office again within the week, unless it magically clears up on its own. :-/
It will also be interesting to see how being done with the meds affects my appetite; earlier this week I was a walking mouth and stomach. I wasn’t even hungry, per se, but I was Eating All The Things. Now I have to remind myself that I am a meat-bot and food is the fuel without which I will not have the gofightwin.
I have a meeting at the school this morning, before work. It’s probably only going to be a half hour and, TBH, I’m not even nervous. We need to discuss Youngest, and some of the patterns that have been observed over the last few years, and how he is doing with settling in to new place/people/schedule/expectations. Honestly? By all reports he’s doing really well. One or two rough days, but nothing that has required me coming in to pick him up. The day that he tried to run away from school notwithstanding, but that was early on, and has been handled. He likes school.
He wants to join the STEM Club. I am so. Excited. about that, both for him and for what it means in terms of his social growth and his willingness to try new things. I’ll be getting whatever info I can while I’m at the school today, to help him get in on that.
I am behind with my Nightmare Fuel writing, but keeping up with the posting of the prompts, and honestly I’m very at peace with that right now. I’m most of the way through writing for the Day 3 Prompt, and when I finish it I will put it up on the Patreon and start in on something for the Day 4 prompt. If it turns out that my NF prompts end up being the impetus to pick back up the Weekly Short Story that I had been doing before I got the day job, then so be it. It feels good to write, and since I set my own parameters for myself then I am also the one who can change those parameters according to my needs and circumstances. Let me say that again, because that feels really important and I think bears meditating on:
If I have set parameters for myself, then I can change those parameters according to my needs and circumstances.
Hello, Blisstopia.<3
The Spawn are enschoolenated, and I am enmedicated. Today is the last day for both the antibiotic and the steroid. I am relieved to be getting off the steroid; I miss self-control in a big way. Last night when I got home from work the very first thing I did was apologize to Middlest for the way I had blown up at her the night before about something that absolutely did not warrant the reaction I had. It’s making me very angsty, to have this chemically-induced lack of self control in the middle of all this internet change in which I am also struggling for some sense of control.
I am also nervous about coming to the end of the medicines, because I am not sure I am necessarily better. I am still coughing a lot except when I have just taken the hydrocodone cough syrup, and I am experiencing a fairly persistent rattle in my chest when in take any but the shallowest of breaths. It is entirely possible that I will be at the doctor’s office again within the week, unless it magically clears up on its own. :-/
It will also be interesting to see how being done with the meds affects my appetite; earlier this week I was a walking mouth and stomach. I wasn’t even hungry, per se, but I was Eating All The Things. Now I have to remind myself that I am a meat-bot and food is the fuel without which I will not have the gofightwin.
I have a meeting at the school this morning, before work. It’s probably only going to be a half hour and, TBH, I’m not even nervous. We need to discuss Youngest, and some of the patterns that have been observed over the last few years, and how he is doing with settling in to new place/people/schedule/expectations. Honestly? By all reports he’s doing really well. One or two rough days, but nothing that has required me coming in to pick him up. The day that he tried to run away from school notwithstanding, but that was early on, and has been handled. He likes school.
He wants to join the STEM Club. I am so. Excited. about that, both for him and for what it means in terms of his social growth and his willingness to try new things. I’ll be getting whatever info I can while I’m at the school today, to help him get in on that.
I am behind with my Nightmare Fuel writing, but keeping up with the posting of the prompts, and honestly I’m very at peace with that right now. I’m most of the way through writing for the Day 3 Prompt, and when I finish it I will put it up on the Patreon and start in on something for the Day 4 prompt. If it turns out that my NF prompts end up being the impetus to pick back up the Weekly Short Story that I had been doing before I got the day job, then so be it. It feels good to write, and since I set my own parameters for myself then I am also the one who can change those parameters according to my needs and circumstances. Let me say that again, because that feels really important and I think bears meditating on:
If I have set parameters for myself, then I can change those parameters according to my needs and circumstances.
Hello, Blisstopia.<3
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Hullo Bliss on Oct 11
11/10/18 14:48 (UTC)Sounds like Youngest is doing well. What about Eldest and Middlest? Having teen moments I suppose, and all that. Teens for me are when you are supposed to stick 'em in a barrel and feed them through bungholes until they morph into real people. Teens are sooo not fun. (Just ask me, I was such a lousy teen).
Bag End is still Partly Over Hill, and mostly okay. We are FINALLY dealing with the riot that dad in law planted and is now taking over. We are going to have the whole shebang tilled over so that we can replant something better. I'm voting for pakesandra (sp?) which is low ground cover and pretty. Also, we found a great local landscaper! yay!
Hullo Bliss. Dreamwidth for the WIN!
Re: Hullo Bliss on Oct 11
11/10/18 15:24 (UTC)Youngest is doing mostly well, anyway. Middlest is adapting very well to middle school, for the most part, but there is One Little Shit that is making sexually inappropriate comments to her and a lot of other girls. I need to talk with SALM and catch up with the school to find out where investigation has gone with that. On the home front, she is making steady progress toward maintaining a clean room so as to earn ferrets.
Eldest is doing pretty great, because middle school is old hat now. He has even finally learned that turning in imperfect or late homework is better than turning in zero homework, and is carrying a non-failing grade in Chinese, woo!
Huzzah for great local landscaper! Hopefully they will be able to assess the Hill and make some good and helpful suggestions for ground cover.