we are not lost

Aubrey; also Birdie.
Student and writer. Polyamorous and really gay. Chronically ill.
Local queen of cait sidhe. Powered by caffeine, anxiety, and spite.
mortalcity: Girl and a wolf, sleeping together in the grass. (wolves | pack animals)
So I kept falling in and out of consciousness at random yesterday, and therefore did not write at all. Today has been more productive, but I only woke up at 7PM, so... uh... still have a lot of catching up to do. :\

Bright side, the insomnia/nightmares problem is apparently over for now. A couple of friends on Plurk suggested I put a headvoice out to guard my dreams. I have Mouse from The Dresden Files hanging around in my headspace, and if there's a better guardian of dreams, I can't think of them. I still had weird dreams - zombies and biochemical attacks and a journey into the land of the dead - but they were normal weird for me, and therefore non-traumatic.

Words Today: 1052
Total Words: 6084
Reason for stopping: Once again, I'm not actually stopping. It's just midnight. And therefore not technically "today" anymore.
Animals: Obnoxious. If they're not trying to climb into my lap, they're chasing each other around the house. They have settled down since Mat came home, though, and now he can yell at them instead of me. Hah.
Caffeine intake: One can of Coke and half a cup of coffee. But I haven't been awake that long today, so... yeah.

At the moment, I have a zombie trying to eat my main character's face, both of them trapped in a very small space with no immediate exit. Therefore, I am a happy writer and will hopefully get this chapter done before sunrise. And then keep going. I am catching up, god damn it.
mortalcity: Apocalyptic city skyline. Text: "Oh, there was an apocalypse? We thought it was just Thursday." (text | we thought it was just Thursday)
Mrrrph. Yesterday was awful (we took Ace to the dog park, the car refused to start when we tried to leave, and the car is still there - this is after we took it to the mechanic on Friday). Today is just... hard. And I have only been awake for four hours.

I had weird dreams. Something involving Harry Dresden and Jim Butcher (in the same dream, at the same time - pretty sure Harry did not punch Butcher, though no one would blame him), and some kind of supernatural thingy trying to kill us (naturally), and at least two dreams within a dream. Weird. So that was disorienting, and we overslept and Beka dragged me out of bed to go to the clinic, and I spent around an hour not entirely sure I was really awake this time.

I have antidepressants for the next two months. Yaaaay.

The doctor has no idea what's going on with my heart, just what's not going on - I don't have a heart murmur, it's not my thyroid, and it's not a neurological problem. My blood pressure is on the low end of normal, though. I didn't think of it at the time, but I should've had them check what it does when I'm standing up vs. sitting down, because I am pretty sure it drops like a rock. Not sure that knowledge would help anything, but.

I am still dizzy as fuck over an hour after getting home. This is a problem, because I kind of need to feed my animals, but I also have no great desire to pass out today, so... the animals will have to wait a little while longer. Sorry, kids.