Friday - how'd that happen

[itsallovernow]

Tired, not sleepy so much as tired. I blame the Coumadin. I've a feeling I'm going to be blaming it for a lot of things.

But I need some volunteers for a dance of joy since I can't. No more Lovenox. No more shots!! Whooo Hooo! The performance art on my stomach is at an end and we don't have to shut the door at night any more for fear the neighbors really will think we've got the good drugs.

So, dance, dance.

So many people out there, dealing with so many things, rebuilding homes and lives, worrying over loved ones, worrying over our futures and my love and support just goes out to all of y'all. I'd make it all better if I could. Honest.

Yes, I watched the debates. And yes, I was proud of my candidate. I was also intensely bothered by the vehemence of both sides in referring to "hunting down the terrorists and killing them." I'm sorry, it makes me feel ill. I understand the necessity of force. I do not understand the near glee I hear in voices over this issue. Killing, of any sort, shouldn't be gleeful, and it shouldn't be sold as a kind of joy, it should be sold as something heavy and weighted and wretched. Something beyond regrettable.

I must be feeling better because I'm descending back into I want, I want.

I want Season 2 West Wing on DVD. And I want many, many new CD's. I want books. But I always, always want books. I also want a condo, and to go to Sweden next summer for a wedding, and to go to MN at Thanksgiving to see Sh.'s baby girl which she's having any day now. So, I'm trying to say no to the CD's and DVD's and books. I do not want to give myself shots ever again, and I'm working to make that happen. Hee. But today would be an incredibly bad day to cut myself. I'd bleed out all over the place. I know more about freakin' blood levels than I had ever, ever wanted to know.

I very much want to see I Heart Huckabees and The Motorcycle Diaries, still. The boy desperately wants to see Sky Captain, and as he's been working all week, while I have not, I'll probably appease him:)

Finally, go forth and answer the farscapefriday challenge. It's an easy one this week, and a selfish request on my part at that, so, yeah:) It could have only been more selfish if I'd sent out a call for LGM 1 porn:)

Comments

[jenlev.livejournal.com]

i'm also uncomfortable with the vehemence. it makes me feel like human nature for all of our evolution and inventions has not really changed. fancier toys. more people, but same reflexive rage. not that i'm not angry at the terrorists....but, well you said it better: it is heavy and weighted with the truth of what the whole situation says about our planet. *sigh*

thank you for your articulate description of this difficult issue. *g*

[haphazardmethod.livejournal.com]

I'm happy you're feeling better and there are no more shots! Have a fun, relaing weekend with the boy.

[thassalia.livejournal.com]

Thanks honey:) Enjoy the grandparents and take full advantage of them:)

[fourteenlines.livejournal.com]

Whee! We so happy, now we do the dance of joy!


(Also, this is the only time I will give you this gentle nudge: cigarettes are expensive, dude.)

[thassalia.livejournal.com]

Yeah dance of joy. Hee. Dance, dance!

Less thrilled yeah, haven't had a cigratte since the Thursday before I went into the hospital.

Expensive and not worth it. Sigh. I know this, and barely even resent it. But I reserve the right to save up my cigarette karma for Burbank, if I want, so that I can stand out side and at least have a few drags when I get overwhelmed by the throngs of people:)

[raithen.livejournal.com]

so me, I am less about the nudge, and more about the outright push. You are over the worst phase, the first part of the kicking the habit, the worst withdrawal. Now it's as much about habit breaking as about physical need. So you can do it. BUt you have to WANT to do it. I wish I could make you want it. but I can't. It took Dad 45 years and more than one near death-by-cig experience to want to quit on his own. And all my hoping was not what did it for him. But I really do hope this is something you want. Because it's worth it, I think.

And also: YAY! **happy dance** for Thea and no more shots ;).

[thassalia.livejournal.com]

BUt you have to WANT to do it.

Sadly, I don't want to, but neither do I want to worry my friends and family and be in the hospital again. I don't smoke very much, and I want the option. I've always responded badly to people telling me what to do, even if it's for my own good, and this is proving to follow that same pattern:) I resent it being forced upon me instead of being my choice. That being said, i don't exactly crave the cigarettes, I crave the motion and the interaction and the concentration of smoking:) That's a much harder thing to give up.

[raithen.livejournal.com]

well, see, I don't want to tell you what to do, precisely. And I hope that came through in my post, though I am not sure it did.... :S.

And that is the last I will say on the subject. I think. Possibly. ;)

I do, however, have a nosy nosy intrusive question that you may choose to ignore:

Given this history, have they suggested that you avoid taking the pill?

*Ducks for fear of pissing off Thea, who she likes*

[thassalia.livejournal.com]

well, see, I don't want to tell you what to do, precisely.

Oh, not you honey, just everyone. The doctors, nurses, free world, etc.

Given this history, have they suggested that you avoid taking the pill?

Sigh. They said flat out that I couldn't take it anymore. Unhappy would be a definite understatement, mostly because I looooove knowing when I'm going to start and stop my period (which I'm sure is TMI, but true, nonetheless).

[raithen.livejournal.com]

{{hugs}}

not TMI. I understand. I can't take the pill because it messes with my brain, and I lament the fact that predictability and convenience (and less pain once a month) are beyond my reach.

[thassalia.livejournal.com]

Thanks honey:) The concern really is appreciated:)