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So, after five years, I've decided to move on to another journal, disorderly_mind. I'll still maintain grave_medicine for a while, at least until I decide to make the move completely or that this one isn't working for me. I may do duplicate posts; I may post to one journal rather than the other. There are some things I'll transfer from the old journal to this new one, but I'm not particularly hung up on my previous posts. I mean, come on, I don't even have tag lines for them.

This would be a great time for anyone who wants to make the move with me to do so or to simply cut me from your f-list if you still have me there by force of habit. I know I have several people on mine that I've kept there for sentimental reasons, even though I know they're long gone and won't be coming back any time soon. I do hope most of you add this new journal to your f-list, though, or at least don't object to me adding you. I may not leave many comments or make my comment-worthy posts, but I still enjoy reading what you have to write.

Back to business as usual. I have a lot of work to do to make this journal presentable and I'm easily distracted by the mystery marathon on the Hallmark Channel. Plus I have three movies I have to watch and return to Netflix and I'm trying to clean up my office and figure out what to write for NaNoWriMo and ooo... Sparklies on sale at a www.etsy.com!

E.R., pseud.

Ps: Maybe I should start signing all my posts, hm?

Lame 80's Joke (Edit)

Q: How do the French eat frogs?
A: First they put one little leg over one ear, then they put the other little leg over the other ear.

Q: How does an octopus couple walk down the street?
A: Arm in arm, arm in arm, arm in arm, arm in arm...

Q: What happened to the lobster who was hit by a truck?
A: He was a mere shell of his former self.

I may have a broken heart.

I've been having chest pains for two days now, with my pulse jumping over 100, minor palpitations, etc., on top of recent instances of edema (swelling) in my feet and ankles. Doc did an EKG on me yesterday, the results of which were my usual Long QT Syndrome* and sinus tachycardia. Doc's still concerned about Wolf-Parkinson-White Syndrome** and now a Bundle Branch Block***. Essentially, one side of my heart occasionally twitches away without any rhythm or efficiency while the other side doesn't get the message. At all.

She's by no means diagnosing me with any of these things because she feels she's in over her head. I'm thirty-two, not fifty-two, and some of these things should have been caught much earlier on. I started having palpitations when I was seventeen and I've had periods of my blood pressure suddenly shooting up or dropping abnormally low for several years. When I passed out a few months ago, my blood pressure was barely 90/60 with a pulse of 56. Last Monday it was 137/89 with a pulse of 108. My normal blood pressure is 110/70 with a pulse of 70, so I can really feel these changes when they happen.

Anyway, Doc called a cardiologist we met back in February and discussed the problem with him. I've had four abnormal EKG's and an abnormal Holter monitor, but she's hesitant to diagnose me or prescribe any medication. She's not sure whether she's looking for a physical defect or a fault in my electrical system. This cardiologist can do another EKG, strap me into another Holter, or do an echo or stress test all in his office, without having to bounce me back and forth from facility to facility. My head's starting to hurt as much as my chest.

In perkier news, I found a rather large bundle of remnant faux leather fabric for $.63. Enough to make a pair of pillows for the couch, maybe, or to even re-reupholster my new chair. Imagine those clean French-inspired lines tempered with a lovely brown faux leather. Or a pair of hand sewn faux leather pillows adorning our new cushions. Hm, the choices are almost too difficult to make. I'll have to wait until I have some light to get a good look of the stuff in our living room.

* LQTS -- Basically, it's a slight delay in the heart recharging itself for the next beat. This causes a loss in rhythm the heart tries to compensate for by speeding up. By going too fast, the hearts loses the ability to effectively pump oxygen to the brain, causing loss of consciousness and death, primarily in young people with no previously known cardiac condition. A lot of those kids who have died on amusement park rides actually died of similar conditions.

** WPW -- Slightly more complicated, this is where a branch of the nerves that carry the electrical pulse through the heart loop back to the heart's battery pack. Occasionally a pulse catches this loop and causes the battery to fire again out of sequence, which results in the heart twitching rather than squeezing. If the misfire also catches the same loop, it'll simply cause the heart to keep twitching rather than beating, which leads to cardiac arrest.

*** BBB -- This is where a branch of the nerves that carry the electrical pulse through the heart simply don't respond. A tiny little section is harmless, though it should be monitored to make sure it doesn't spread. If it's a large enough branch, that means an entire section of the heart isn't getting an electrical charge, which means it doesn't beat with the rest of the heart. Up to half the heart can do all the work, which is horribly inefficient.


I mentioned before that my ultra-big project this year is going to be a tablecloth and runner for my mother. At least, I think I mentioned it. It's going to be a quilted black and white deal with a moderately thin pinstripe border and a thicker border of solid black heavy fabric to weigh it down. I'm a wee bit intimidated because I don't have a working sewing machine, nor would I know how to use one even if I did. I've always handstitched everything I've ever done. Still, machine stitching is so much faster and I could make sure my seams are perfectly straight. Decisions, decisions. Meanwhile, I'm going to go ahead and order the fabric.

What is wrong with these people?!

Matt Damon as Captain James Tiberius Kirk?! Don't get me wrong, he plays Bourne magnificently and I loved him in The Brothers Grimm, but come on! Star Trek is sacred!


Finished Project

I can celebrate one project being done, even if it's only a small one. I'll treat myself to some beer bread I made last night with Guiness. Yum. The chair was actually in the corner of a shot of the desk. I enlarged it so everyone can see just how grody it really was. So it went from this:

To this!Collapse )


They remade Halloween?! Blasphemy!!!

To Do List

My cousin's girlfriend asked me if I paint. I just smirked and said, "Walls." I love painting rooms. I also get bored with colours after a relatively short period of time. Now that my dad's feeling better, it's time for me to tackle projects again, and I don't just mean the salvaged goods I just got my hands on. By Thanksgiving I'd like to strip the popcorn off the living and dining room ceilings, paint both rooms a darker neutral colour with black and white accents, and continue the tile from the dining room into the living room to make them one unified space.

The biggest job, though, will be the dining room set. For some time we've wanted to do something with it. It's an antique teak set given to us by my aunt when she bought a brand new set for herself years and years ago. Last year I really rejuvenated it with some linseed oil and elbow grease. This year, though, I've decided to strip it down, do a little repair work, and make it something beautiful. My mom wanted to paint it black and i nearly had a stroke. You don't paint teak, you stain it. So we came to a compromise. I'm going to give it a gorgeous ebony stain, then rub it down with furniture wax to seal it.

Then, ontop of all that, I promised to paint my parents' bedroom and bathroom. I actually already have the bathroom paint and I'll do that this weekend. I'm still deciding between two colours for their bedroom that will really update it and make it more sophisticated. They have a set of three sketches and a painting I'm going to change by painting the frames black, scrubbing the inside of the glass, and replacing the matting with something fresh. And then after all that I have plans to paint my own bedroom and put up some curvaceous ceiling molding.

Ps: I also intend to rust the wrought iron banisters and give them a protective coating.

Behold my treasures!

First, this is the painting Dr. Code did for my birthday. Isn't it gorgeous? It makes me happy because it reminds me that Jacksonville is just as pretty now as I remember it from my childhood.

Now onto the treasure.Collapse )