Annie, use your telescope
May. 31st, 2012 11:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vixalicious You know what's really not an awesome idea? When you're already writing (ish) two One Direction fics, and you decide to start a third.
*headdesk*
At least this one is a) short and b) completely plotted out. An unfortunate side effect of that was that I was so busy plotting it in my head while I was pumping gas this morning that I didn't see a homeless lady come up to panhandle me, which a) nearly scared me to death and b) reminded me that gas stations are not the safest place to zone out.
I have had to get up early the last two mornings to go to the doctor's. I still have a sore throat - 2 weeks tomorrow, ugh! - and I decided on Sunday that enough was enough. So I went to see my fantastic GP yesterday, very worried that he would tell me I needed to have my tonsils out, or you know, that I had throat cancer. WHAT? It's an option! Did I mention I'm a hypochondriac? Anyway, he examined me, and said that he thought I was having reflux issues at night and that that can lead to throat issues and a susceptibility to infection, which could explain why I've been sick 4 times already this year. He referred me to see an Ear Nose Throat specialist, the same one I went to for my otosclerosis in 2008. So I saw him this morning, and he agrees. I'm taking Pepcid for a month, and I'm supposed to elevate the head of my bed with books and not eat 3 hours before I go to bed. Oh, and he's running a DNA test to make sure it's not throat cancer. WHICH I DID NOT ASK ABOUT, I SWEAR. I am aware of my own neurosis. He is just thorough.
Gotta say though, nothing about those tests were fun - I got my throat numbed via a nasal spray (felt like drowning, then like my throat was closing,) a scope thingy put in both nostrils, and the DNA swab which was also nasal and also very uncomfortable. Then he tried to take a throat culture and I nearly bit him. Ever since I had my abscessed tonsil drained back in 2000, my gag reflex for stuff like that is pretty hair-trigger.
I have a ton of things to do, and I need to make a master to-do list to calm myself down, but I'm not in the mood right now. I'll just add that to my mental to-do list. *sigh*
ETA: OH! And I have an AO3 account now! Am vixalicious there too. (thanks MrsQ!)
*headdesk*
At least this one is a) short and b) completely plotted out. An unfortunate side effect of that was that I was so busy plotting it in my head while I was pumping gas this morning that I didn't see a homeless lady come up to panhandle me, which a) nearly scared me to death and b) reminded me that gas stations are not the safest place to zone out.
I have had to get up early the last two mornings to go to the doctor's. I still have a sore throat - 2 weeks tomorrow, ugh! - and I decided on Sunday that enough was enough. So I went to see my fantastic GP yesterday, very worried that he would tell me I needed to have my tonsils out, or you know, that I had throat cancer. WHAT? It's an option! Did I mention I'm a hypochondriac? Anyway, he examined me, and said that he thought I was having reflux issues at night and that that can lead to throat issues and a susceptibility to infection, which could explain why I've been sick 4 times already this year. He referred me to see an Ear Nose Throat specialist, the same one I went to for my otosclerosis in 2008. So I saw him this morning, and he agrees. I'm taking Pepcid for a month, and I'm supposed to elevate the head of my bed with books and not eat 3 hours before I go to bed. Oh, and he's running a DNA test to make sure it's not throat cancer. WHICH I DID NOT ASK ABOUT, I SWEAR. I am aware of my own neurosis. He is just thorough.
Gotta say though, nothing about those tests were fun - I got my throat numbed via a nasal spray (felt like drowning, then like my throat was closing,) a scope thingy put in both nostrils, and the DNA swab which was also nasal and also very uncomfortable. Then he tried to take a throat culture and I nearly bit him. Ever since I had my abscessed tonsil drained back in 2000, my gag reflex for stuff like that is pretty hair-trigger.
I have a ton of things to do, and I need to make a master to-do list to calm myself down, but I'm not in the mood right now. I'll just add that to my mental to-do list. *sigh*
ETA: OH! And I have an AO3 account now! Am vixalicious there too. (thanks MrsQ!)
