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Yesterday, my sister-in-law was admitted to the hospital and had a golf-ball sized abscess removed. Bobby just called me and said that she's home now and doing much better, but it's been a worry-filled morning. It's one of those situations where I wanted to call my inlaws and find out but know that--as Erin was only taken into surgery at 11:30 last night--they probably were asleep or didn't want to be otherwise bothered solely to ease my troubled mind.
In other health-related news, Dawn Felagund officially feels old. My cough persists; I wasn't aware that I'd taken up smoking as a habit, but I sure have a smoker's cough. And I slept like crap again last night, although I can't blame the muses this time. The muses were actually being nice to me, keeping me company when I couldn't sleep but leaving me alone when I'd start to drift off. *pets muses*
My right hip has been bothering me for weeks now, and it's a lazy-man injury. It only hurts when I sit or lay down for a long time, which is fine, except I have to sit at work and lay down to sleep. Anyway, it was gone for a good half-week, but I woke up this morning to find that it was back with a vengeance, worse than ever before. Usually, it goes away after I limp around for a few minutes. I just stood up to get a paper out of the fax, and it elicited a sharp pain and went all weak, nearly dumping me on my ass. Well, stupid-lazy-man hip, I have news for you: You are skating tomorrow. I don't care how badly it hurts. I'll limp around in the meantime. But you are skating.
I'm going to make a pretty sight, limping on my skates and hacking like an old lady.
I even considered calling out of work today. But I was persuaded--and this is bad--by the fact that I was three pages from finishing a beta for Jenni and I needed to work on this week's AMC posting, and both things were saved on my hard drive at work. So, yes, I came to work to work on fan fiction.
On a completely unrelated note, one of my original characters--not from Silmfic--is begging me for his own LJ. He insists that he will use it judiciously and seems to honestly believe that it would be good for me as a writer to waste my time writing in his LJ as well as mine. He also swears that he will keep it friend-locked. I don't know....
(Why do I feel like a parent with a hyper teenager, "Please please please let me get my bellybutton pierced?!" Gah. And he is a teenager. An part-Elven teenager. *glares at Meryth*)
Well, I haven't decided. He'll probably keep me awake at night until I say yes but I'm not giving in just yet.
In other health-related news, Dawn Felagund officially feels old. My cough persists; I wasn't aware that I'd taken up smoking as a habit, but I sure have a smoker's cough. And I slept like crap again last night, although I can't blame the muses this time. The muses were actually being nice to me, keeping me company when I couldn't sleep but leaving me alone when I'd start to drift off. *pets muses*
My right hip has been bothering me for weeks now, and it's a lazy-man injury. It only hurts when I sit or lay down for a long time, which is fine, except I have to sit at work and lay down to sleep. Anyway, it was gone for a good half-week, but I woke up this morning to find that it was back with a vengeance, worse than ever before. Usually, it goes away after I limp around for a few minutes. I just stood up to get a paper out of the fax, and it elicited a sharp pain and went all weak, nearly dumping me on my ass. Well, stupid-lazy-man hip, I have news for you: You are skating tomorrow. I don't care how badly it hurts. I'll limp around in the meantime. But you are skating.
I'm going to make a pretty sight, limping on my skates and hacking like an old lady.
I even considered calling out of work today. But I was persuaded--and this is bad--by the fact that I was three pages from finishing a beta for Jenni and I needed to work on this week's AMC posting, and both things were saved on my hard drive at work. So, yes, I came to work to work on fan fiction.
On a completely unrelated note, one of my original characters--not from Silmfic--is begging me for his own LJ. He insists that he will use it judiciously and seems to honestly believe that it would be good for me as a writer to waste my time writing in his LJ as well as mine. He also swears that he will keep it friend-locked. I don't know....
(Why do I feel like a parent with a hyper teenager, "Please please please let me get my bellybutton pierced?!" Gah. And he is a teenager. An part-Elven teenager. *glares at Meryth*)
Well, I haven't decided. He'll probably keep me awake at night until I say yes but I'm not giving in just yet.
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Date: 2006-03-07 08:11 pm (UTC)LOL! I can't believe you went to work for fanfic!! Well, yes, maybe I can.
Just be careful when you're skating so that you don't do yourself an injury. (This is Jenni-the-Mom talking here.)
Old? Please! You're too young to know 'old'!
On a serious note, I am sorry about your sister-in-law but it's good that she got the abscess removed. I hope that her recovery will be quick.
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Date: 2006-03-07 08:25 pm (UTC)And some ass.
Oops! Did I type that out loud? :^D
Believe it or not, Meryth is supposed to be the most demure of Belegil's kids. Celinna is the most fiery, then Talban, and Meryth is sweet and shy. Which I think is why he likes the idea of LJ so much. He's a middle child if I've ever seen one.
Talban is soaking in a bathtub under the attentions of Felagund right now, I guess. ;)
Just be careful when you're skating so that you don't do yourself an injury. (This is Jenni-the-Mom talking here.)
Yes, ma'am. ;) I'm just really frustrated with this stupid hip. Stretching and exercising it usually works. But I'll be careful. :)
I hope that her recovery will be quick.
Me too! Her twentieth birthday is tomorrow, incidentally. Talk about Teh Suck.... :^(
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Date: 2006-03-07 08:43 pm (UTC)At first I thought that it was FELAGUND who was bugging you for his own LJ! But if it's Meryth and you're going to give him one, then Talban wants one too!
Your sister-in-law is only 19? Gods, that is my oldest son's age (he'll be 19 in April) and I just cannot imagine anything like that happening to him! That's way too young! I sincerely hope that it's just a lipoma or something benign!
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Date: 2006-03-07 09:03 pm (UTC)He made me search the username
So yes, I would imagine that Talban will now want one too or will go whining to Mommy that Belegil gave Meryth a LiveJournal (since I don't *technically* exist to Meryth just as people probably think that Meryth doesn't *technically* exist to me) and not him, and, "Oh, Daddy hates me so much! blah blah blah"
Meryth thinks that I am not being very nice to his brother and is sulking.
Your sister-in-law is only 19?
Yep, she's the baby in the family. Scary, isn't it? She was in a bad way, but we're hoping everything's okay, and she's out of the woods now. :)
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Date: 2006-03-07 09:17 pm (UTC)(Don't tell the handlers.)