Let me splain. No, there is too much, let me sum up.
Don’t you hate it when that thing that you thought was just your stupid screwed up sinuses (believe me, it’s crazy straws shooting spitwads instead of actual conduits moving matter in there) and allergies becomes a deep chest cold?
Yeah, me too.
So that’s why I croak when I talk right now and I spent Monday doing this-
Bonus points to whoever can name which movie that was.
When NOT doing that, I’ve revisited old favorite episodes of South Park (Make Love, Not Warcraft), and watching Adam Ruins Everything.
I’m not going to lie, I’m borderline obsessed with this show. It’s entertaining, educational, cites ALL it’s sources, and it gives me something to think about when I can’t really muster the energy to be doing something. Check it out, the first two seasons are free on Netflix right now.
Got a new Rick’s Chainmail sales event coming up on Saturday- the Edgewood Celtic Festival that Siin talked me into trying out. Booth fee was nice and low, weather will hopefully cooperate, and even have some awesome new stock, so that’ll be fun.
Finally got a call from donor coordinator- now just waiting for my card to come in to pay for all the fun fluid sampling they get to do of me. (This part will get a little graphic, but I’ll keep it to just this paragraph if you want to skip it.) Apparently one of the main concerns is my urine output- they want to make sure I already have good output so being down a kidney isn’t really an issue. I had to wheeze/laugh at that- as a lady in her 40s sans uterus, telling me my overall output may reduce by 25% is nothing but music to my ears. That’s like 3 less bathroom trips a day! Sign. Me. Up.
After they determine if I can in fact be a donor, we can immediately jump into cross match (to tell if my kidney will work for the recipient). This is pretty exciting stuff- while I’m not opposed to a paired donor situation, it would take longer.
I am being a little more liberal with calories while I’m not feeling great- but still trying to get 60 minutes of light activity a day and staying under 1600. I’m absolutely 100% not starving in any way, I want to be sure to add. I’m just realizing that no, I don’t really NEED that 4th taco. Or that 3rd slice of pizza. Or that cup of hot chocolate (which, did you know, tastes like crap without Bailey’s and whipped cream? Yeah, I know! I was shocked too).
Also clearing the decks and getting into the right mental mindset for NaNoWriMo. I know which concept I want to go with, and I’m trying really really hard not to psych myself up or out- Yes, I’ve done it for the past three years and finished every time. But every year has also been just a little bit different. 50,000 words in 30 days is a lot, and the concept isn’t just a follow up novel to the one before. I’d really like to say I’ll be able to keep up the pace and that I’ll get to start 2019 with another new book out. But I can’t. What I can say is I’m going to do my best.
TL:DR- OMG lots going on, donor stuff, book stuff, chainmail stuff, life stuff, stuff stuff.
Curiouser and Curiouser 