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This was both an eventful and uneventful period. I probably should have posted a few times in there, but one of the things I'll mention here really ruined my desire to do so. The 21st was a Monday, and marked the start of a bit of drama with a friend. That's been totally worked out to my knowledge, and the matter is settled. However, Monday the 21st was ALSO the start of my latest bout of insomnia. It was one of my longer bouts, and it finally 'broke' yesterday. 14 days of getting 2 to 4 hours of fitful sleep really, really sucks.

The 27th was supposed to be the next Sunday Group meeting, but one of the players was sick so we elected to skip rather than spread the plague.

On the 1st, my dad went into the hospital. He had an intestinal blockage, and was having some pretty severe pain. They checked him out thoroughly, and he went into surgery on the third. It went very well, and while it had been scheduled to last three to four hours he was out in less than one. As it turns out, the blockage was a sort-of skin flap- damage left from when he had a burst appendix as a little kid. So this problem has been around for more than sixty years, and just finally became dangerous.

However, despite the surgery itself going well, the recovery was NOT so good. He had a fairly severe reaction to some of the drugs used, and was disoriented and hallucinating to the point of violence. Now my dad is in his late seventies, but he's STILL a big guy- it took multiple orderlies to restrain him. To make it worse, he couldn't wear his C-Pap machine, so he basically wasn't sleeping for days on end. Fortunately, by Saturday the 5th he was fine, though wobbly. He actually looks better than he has for some time. I expect he'll be released in the next few days.

Saturday was the second run of the Dresden game, and that went well. I think it'll be a fun game, even though I have to agree that the rules at times are overwritten and are badly organized. His comment was that 'they read like stereo instructions!' For the food, I made from-scratch pancakes which were actually pretty good, other than the fact that I made easily twice as much batter as I needed. I think I still have one meal's worth left.

Sunday I saw Dad again in the morning, and other than getting REAL sick of the hospital he was fine. The insomnia finally broke, and I slept pretty well after I got home. Of course, it was also the anniversary of my losing Luna; never a good day for me.

I've got a bunch of writing for the various games to do- two Old West runs and the Horror run for the Sunday Group, and I'm going to try and turn my notes from the Dresden game into something readable as well. On top of that I've started a new series of short stories called 'The Believers'. They're urban fantasy effectively, and I think I might have something publishable in these. :)

That's about it for recent events.
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Saturday was my parent's 50th anniversary, so I was there all day. The day began with me waking at 10 AM for natures call, then crashing or what I thought would just be dozing for another two hours. Nope, I was out cold- If my ma hadn't called (as had been arranged just in case) I wouldn't have woken at noon- as it was it took six rings for me to realize the damned phone was ringing!

Anyway, I got up and hauled myself out to the Coon Rapids American Legion hall, where the initial gathering took place. This was the first time in over 30 years that I'd been in there! Anyway, it was a quiet success, and at 6 PM about half the gathered people (mostly relatives) headed over to my parents house.

Things continued there til the last of those leaving (my uncle Mike and aunt Trish were staying over, as was my cousin Jake and his girlfriend) bailed around 9:00 PM. I remained and helped in the cleanup, leaving at about 9:30. All in all, I actually had a good time- usually I hate family gatherings. However, they've all quit smoking, amazingly enough, and a lot of the behaviors that drove me away long ago are also gone. So... Maybe I'll start attending more often.

One thing more. For the last 10 years or so my parents have had this crabapple tree in the back yard. It was there as I grew up, but for the aforementioned decade it has been dead. As in, slowly losing all its bark and limbs randomly snapping off from rot, dead. Mom wouldn't let dad take it down, so this woody corpse stood hideous for all those years. As of this last June, it was STILL there. However... When we got to the house for the followup gathering, it was finally gone! And in its place was a fire pit! Now, my parent's yeard is huge- like half a football field huge. I told them, "If you go out of town sometime, I AM having friends over here."

And I'm NOT kidding. They won't care if we don't make a mess. So there will be a party with barbecue and a firepit sometime. :)

edit: I forgot to put down what happened today!

Today I got home from work, and [livejournal.com profile] joshuwain was there waiting for me. We went off to get [livejournal.com profile] zxizaraxii's new bed, a HORRIBLY delayed Xmas gift, from Ikea. First tho, he took me to the Farmer's Market and we had a bit of breakfast- a caramel roll and orange juice for me, a 'loaded brat' for him. Basically a bratwurst in a bun with fried peppers. We wandered there for a bit as he picked up a few things, then we went off to Ikea. By this point I was utterly fried- I'd been awake since noon Saturday, after all- and was seriously in zombie mode. In any event we got the bed, crammed it into his car (it BARELY fit, and likely the way we got it in wasn't safe or legal), and got it back home. I was nodding off the entire drive home, actually falling asleep a few times. We got the bed (a futon-thing) into the house, and he headed home. Me... I kinda just passed out.

And now I'm awake, and have a kinda scratchy throat. I'm hoping its just allergies. But the groceries are bought and put away and other chores done, so I have a few hours to screw around before work.
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On Wednesday, I got my hair cut. As it was halfway to the folks place anyway I also decided to drag my old, busted lawnmower out there because dad wants to try and fix it. I'd kinda rather get a new one, but hes insistent. Anyway, I got there and they insisted on me having dinner with them. I refused at first, then gave in and chowed down. Thereafter I headed home, stopping for comics.

Here's where it starts to get fun.

I started feeling slightly queasy and having bodyaches relatively soon after getting home. I ignored it because I've been achy in general from mowing the lawn and the walking I do at work anyway. When I got to work, I was definitely not feeling good- wrung out, joint pain and fatigue, and an upset stomach. When I wasn't staggering through a round I was witting, holding my head in my hands.

Eventually the night ended. I got home, and had what I thought was the onset of diarrhea- it wasn't, and I went to bed. I tossed and turned, having alternate chills and sweats, til the phone rang- It was the office from work. They told me that I shouldn't come in to work tonight (Thursday), and that I should come to the office tomorrow (Friday) at 8:30 to discuss matters of things from my account. I think that it was that they thought I was sleeping, because of my holding my head the way I was.

I wouldn't have been in anyway, because thats when the diarheea DID hit. The joint pain was a lot worse, and I spent the next few hours curled in my chair. Eventually, because I didn't want to go through what I have in the past when I've gotten sick like this, I made an appointment to see the doctor at 7 PM.

[livejournal.com profile] ataramos kindly drove me in, and after some minor directional snafu's (mine and the nurse who gave me directions' fault), we got there.

As it turns out, it was bacterial food poisoning. I think the fever broke last night, but since I got back from the appointment, all I've had to eat or drink is gatorade. When I pick up my prescription for Cipro I'll get some jello-cups. I do feel better, but I have to sort things with work still too. I didn't go to the meeting (I informed him yesterday that I was ill and might not be in), but I have to rearrange things to get this worked out.

It seems like every time I've gotten things working again, some other stupid shit happens. :P
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I've really not been in the mood to post much of anything of late, but I felt that I should at least put something up. I'm supporting the boycott or whatever that happens tomorrow, because really the content that we all put up IS the source of their business, and we deserve to know well ahead of time when major changes like the elimination of free accounts is being contemplated. As a heads-up, this post'll be a little rambly.

Anyway...

I'm still pretty depressed. I'm trying to hide it for the most part, and trying to cope as much as I can... But nearly everything I see seems to turn into another reminder of her. I know I'll pull through this, but right now all I feel is alone and empty. I have moments when I feel better or feel good, which is why I know I'll pull through, but those have been pretty damn few and far between. I'm also having to fight the automatic expectation of seeing her every time I pull up to the house after work, when I round a corner, when I wake up... And the vet's office hasn't gotten her ashes yet either. Mom and Dad are going to pick those up for me- I KNOW I'll come apart at the seams if I go there this soon.

Ive been cleaning my room, and I've gotten rid of a LOT of crap. I've kind-of stalled out, and I still have a lot to do, partly for reasons having to do with the above-mentioned grief-depression. I've sold off a lot of old comics that I'd not looked at for years (I got $170 which will pay for my NEW comics for some time), as well as my National Geographics. Those went to Half-Price Books, and I got $37 for them. I'll be culling through other things shortly as well, just to neaten things up and simplify the disaster that is my room.

In better news, likely I'll have the house still through the end of the year, and into next. How long past that I've no idea. I'll be doing my taxes and thereafter talking finances with the folks (their idea), and they might finally come through on the long-ago-offered carpeting for the front, back and my bedroom at some point. In addition, they got my brother a used Olds minivan. Why is that good for me? Well, he has a 1991 Buick that is a near duplicate to my parent's Buick, which I'm driving while dad futzes with my beater... And if the minivan turns out to not be a lemon, Dad'll sell mine and I'll get Paul's Buick.

And other than more general cleaning around the house, that's about all thats going on. And just to say it... Today marks the two-week mark of her passing.
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... Were pretty good. I'm getting help on bills, and the credit cards will be paid. I'm going to be on a schedule for billpaying, and I need to reorganize some stuff, and I need to learn real discipline on spending, like NOW.

It was as unpleasant and miserable as I figured, but I think things may have been somewhat worked out- the folks do NOT want me to sell the house, so for the forseeable future that bit is at least stable. I'm gonna try to pay them back for the credit cards. I HAVE to.

As to other things... They said it'd be cool if I went to the con. I'll most likely be low on funds (they let me keep the cash I'd saved for MFF), but I'll be able to go. So, for all who I know who'll be there, See you at the con!

Gods, I'm gonna need it by then. Looks like I'll be getting overtime til the con, at least. Well, if work gets back to me on it at least.
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Well, today is the day I talk to the parental-units about the money-situation... Ugh. NOT looking forward to this. I hate going to them for help, but at this juncture I don't see any other solutions that'll help fast enough. And I really don't want to consider certain other rather destructive options, like bankruptcy.

I've gathered together all the amounts I pay per month for the last year (back to January), and I've figured out a few things that I can do to lower overhead. After the talk, I'll be talking to all the roomies about the situation and see if there're solutions there as well.

Here's hoping it doesn't get ugly. I tend to get REAL defensive with the folks; I'll have to fight that. I know they wanna help, but sometimes... Its hard.

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