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Yesterday's responses to my call for hysterectomy stories was overwhelming (in a good way) and incredibly helpful. I was touched by the care and compassion of friends and complete strangers, who shared intimate details about their experiences. I fucking love the internet.

This morning I was lying in bed, checking in with my body. I do it every morning. It's my pre-flight check to make sure nothing is so wrong that I might not make it through the workday. I...have never typed that out before, and now that I've done the equivalent of saying it aloud, I realize how bizarre it is. Who does shit like that? Me, I guess. Anyway. I was checking in and made myself aware of the near-constant slight abdominal pressure I've known about for a long time (at least a year, perhaps more). I always thought it was gas or something not sitting right or maybe I just needed to pee. It felt like menstrual cramps, but surely I wouldn't have menstrual cramps if I wasn't at that part of my cycle, right? Lying there this morning, I realized/admitted to myself, that's probably the giant fibroid. Gross.

I don't often have regrets, but I am very much regretting not wearing tights under my skirt today. I am freezing. I've got a lot going on this weekend, but hauling out the winter wardrobe on Saturday is a must. I don't have a record of when I switched out wardrobes last year, but I think this might be a record for lateness thereof. Hurray for boots, sweaters, and tights! I am not a fan of cold weather, but I least I enjoy cold weather fashion.

Here's a job I would've been really good at, y'all. But that would also mean living in a big city, so...no. Ah well! Last night at Henna Time I sold [livejournal.com profile] hdsqrl and [livejournal.com profile] radiantmephit on Hamilton, and that was great. I also started following Lin-Manuel Miranda on Twitter because he is fucking hilarious and I'm starting to develop such a crush on him.



This has been in my head all week so I'm sharing it with you, too. God damn I love this song so much.
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The headline to the article is ridiculous because GIFs are already a language as far as I'm concerned (and I know I'm not alone), but this article about a project on GIFs at MIT is pretty fucking cool. Thanks, [livejournal.com profile] redheadfae for the link! Perhaps alas, I didn't find the actual survey very interesting. The emotions/reactions I got (shame, relief, pride) didn't match at all with most of the gifs I was shown, so I kept clicking the "neither" option. Not very exciting. I got bored. It was fun to see the different gif options, though.

I know a few different people who are trying to incorporate some sort of mindfulness/meditation techniques. Here's an article that has six quick and simple exercises on mindfulness. I especially like the one that focuses on a natural object. Maybe I need to get a fake plant of something in my office. I would love to have some of those teensy little succulents but I'm pretty sure they require some real sunlight. Oh, hey, maybe my salt lamp would work!

After hearing my complaints yesterday, Dr. Khosh said to resume the progesterone supplement. I took my first dose as soon as I got home last night. Let's hope I see the results as quickly as I did last time. My sleep is actually getting worse. Couldn't fall asleep until well after 11:00 last night, woke at 3:00, and slept only fitfully until 6:00. I got up, intending to call in sick to work, but couldn't find my phone. The twenty minutes of rummaging around downstairs woke me up sufficiently to just go ahead and get dressed.



My inability to fall asleep was especially frustrating because I skipped the gym last night because I was so tired I had concerns about my ability to safely throw weights around. I forced myself to stay awake until 9:30, but then as soon as I lay down, bang! Wide awake. I'm so tired I can't sleep. This happens after I reach a certain level of insomnia and it's a major bummer.

I'm keeping up with the kettlebell challenge, though, and they're getting easier. This morning I did my first 100 in sets of thirty. And that's with the 35lb bell! At work I can do fifty swings in a row with the 20lb bell. I still space them out because doing fifty every hour will wear me out. But if I'm feeling particularly spunky, sometimes I'll do fifty instead of twenty-five and just not count the extras. Yesterday was my first day to successfully eat a tad more than normal, too. So I'm seeing progress in some areas. I TAKE MY VICTORIES WHEN I CAN.

Speaking of victory, I'm gonna leave you with this image I saw on Tumblr.



You're welcome.
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The headline to the article is ridiculous because GIFs are already a language as far as I'm concerned (and I know I'm not alone), but this article about a project on GIFs at MIT is pretty fucking cool. Thanks, [personal profile] redheadfae for the link! Perhaps alas, I didn't find the actual survey very interesting. The emotions/reactions I got (shame, relief, pride) didn't match at all with most of the gifs I was shown, so I kept clicking the "neither" option. Not very exciting. I got bored. It was fun to see the different gif options, though.

I know a few different people who are trying to incorporate some sort of mindfulness/meditation techniques. Here's an article that has six quick and simple exercises on mindfulness. I especially like the one that focuses on a natural object. Maybe I need to get a fake plant of something in my office. I would love to have some of those teensy little succulents but I'm pretty sure they require some real sunlight. Oh, hey, maybe my salt lamp would work!

After hearing my complaints yesterday, Dr. Khosh said to resume the progesterone supplement. I took my first dose as soon as I got home last night. Let's hope I see the results as quickly as I did last time. My sleep is actually getting worse. Couldn't fall asleep until well after 11:00 last night, woke at 3:00, and slept only fitfully until 6:00. I got up, intending to call in sick to work, but couldn't find my phone. The twenty minutes of rummaging around downstairs woke me up sufficiently to just go ahead and get dressed.



My inability to fall asleep was especially frustrating because I skipped the gym last night because I was so tired I had concerns about my ability to safely throw weights around. I forced myself to stay awake until 9:30, but then as soon as I lay down, bang! Wide awake. I'm so tired I can't sleep. This happens after I reach a certain level of insomnia and it's a major bummer.

I'm keeping up with the kettlebell challenge, though, and they're getting easier. This morning I did my first 100 in sets of thirty. And that's with the 35lb bell! At work I can do fifty swings in a row with the 20lb bell. I still space them out because doing fifty every hour will wear me out. But if I'm feeling particularly spunky, sometimes I'll do fifty instead of twenty-five and just not count the extras. Yesterday was my first day to successfully eat a tad more than normal, too. So I'm seeing progress in some areas. I TAKE MY VICTORIES WHEN I CAN.

Speaking of victory, I'm gonna leave you with this image I saw on Tumblr.



You're welcome.

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