Five for Friday
Feb. 1st, 2019 07:48 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lunabee341. I have suspected for awhile that I might have Sjogren's Syndrome. My grandmother had it, and I have some of the symptoms of it. I've not pursued getting a diagnosis because the symptoms have been pretty mild and also could be attributed to either Hashimoto's or celiac. Didn't seem worth the expense to just confirm that I have it.
At the beginning of January, my eyes got so dry that I am having trouble seeing. They are always dry to some degree but never like this before. My vision has been blurry for a month now, and driving at night is starting to seem truly dangerous. I started taking flaxseed oil and fish oil and using some drops, and that has helped, but not nearly as much as I'd like. I know my eyes themselves are okay because I had an eye exam in mid-December, and he didn't see any sign of glaucoma or cataracts or anything wrong. Yesterday, they'd gotten dry enough that they're red and inflamed. *sigh*
So, I'm going to make an appointment today to see my endo. I hope something magical can be done about this because it's really interfering with my quality of life. I also wonder if this is the origin of my fatigue. I keep being sure my thyroid has finally crapped out but it hasn't; if I'm having Sjogren's flares that could account for it.
Of course, there's always the possibility that I don't have it at all, and this is just a new wonderful thing I get told I have to live with. I'll go back to the optometrist at that point, I guess.
2. So, Applejack, Apple Bloom, and Big Mac's parents are clearly dead in MLP. They never use the word dead or say exactly what happened to them, but the show clearly intends to convey that they have died. Yesterday, we watched the episode where the Apple kids find out about their parents' Romeo and Juliet style romance, and I ugly cried because it was so damn sweet, and then when it was all over, I was like, wait.
I have been assuming that Twilight and the gang are supposed to be the equivalent of college age or just past college age. They are treated like adults and able to make their own decisions. Apple Bloom seems like she's in junior high. So, there's at least 10 years between them. Applejack and Big Mac don't remember their parents. So, either they don't remember parents that died when they were about 10, or Apple Bloom was born after they died.
I saw a fan theory that Apple Bloom is actually Applejack's illegitimate daughter rather than her sister. I will wait for that episode with bated breath. LOL
3. Gotham!!!!
This show is so completely and utterly absurd and ridiculous, and yet it manages to just hit me in the id over and over again.
Case in point: Jim makes absolutely certain that Harvey knows he's #1 and that his old friend will never supplant him.
Case in point: Even while threatening to kill each other, Oswald and Ed also still clearly care very deeply about each other. How does Penguin manage to arouse all my sympathies (you were my only other friend with the quaver in his voice) while being so vile and wretched?! Ditto Ed.
Case in point: Harvey getting the friendship/teachable moment with Bruce instead of Jim.
Case in point: B.D. Wong chewing up all the scenery and spitting that shit out.
Case in point: We don't care about people!
I knew, knew, knew the old Army buddy was going to be bad news in some way even if it was just that he had different ideas for how to run things than Jim; naturally the show has gone with worst case scenario of Pure D.Evil.
I was deeply surprised that Ed actually is being controlled. I thought he was going to have to live with the fact that part of him had wanted to commit that atrocity.
So bored with Bruce and Selena. Also bored with Jeremiah.
4. So, I've been bopping along with my poetry writing plan: reading lots of poems, thinking about how they work, writing in my notebook. I had the thought that writing about my fear of death might be fruitful. It was if by fruitful I mean anxiety attack inducing. LOL Turns out that dwelling on my fears does not exorcise them but exercise them. I shall not be the 21st century voice of Thanatopsis, alas.
5. I finished the big project at work for values of having finished the most horrible, time-consuming part of it. I AM AWESOME! And it's done. That's the main part.
Bonus Track: I have decided to stop cross-posting to LJ. I always forget to answer comments there, and my flist is mirrored on DW entirely. Feels like the end of an era.
At the beginning of January, my eyes got so dry that I am having trouble seeing. They are always dry to some degree but never like this before. My vision has been blurry for a month now, and driving at night is starting to seem truly dangerous. I started taking flaxseed oil and fish oil and using some drops, and that has helped, but not nearly as much as I'd like. I know my eyes themselves are okay because I had an eye exam in mid-December, and he didn't see any sign of glaucoma or cataracts or anything wrong. Yesterday, they'd gotten dry enough that they're red and inflamed. *sigh*
So, I'm going to make an appointment today to see my endo. I hope something magical can be done about this because it's really interfering with my quality of life. I also wonder if this is the origin of my fatigue. I keep being sure my thyroid has finally crapped out but it hasn't; if I'm having Sjogren's flares that could account for it.
Of course, there's always the possibility that I don't have it at all, and this is just a new wonderful thing I get told I have to live with. I'll go back to the optometrist at that point, I guess.
2. So, Applejack, Apple Bloom, and Big Mac's parents are clearly dead in MLP. They never use the word dead or say exactly what happened to them, but the show clearly intends to convey that they have died. Yesterday, we watched the episode where the Apple kids find out about their parents' Romeo and Juliet style romance, and I ugly cried because it was so damn sweet, and then when it was all over, I was like, wait.
I have been assuming that Twilight and the gang are supposed to be the equivalent of college age or just past college age. They are treated like adults and able to make their own decisions. Apple Bloom seems like she's in junior high. So, there's at least 10 years between them. Applejack and Big Mac don't remember their parents. So, either they don't remember parents that died when they were about 10, or Apple Bloom was born after they died.
I saw a fan theory that Apple Bloom is actually Applejack's illegitimate daughter rather than her sister. I will wait for that episode with bated breath. LOL
3. Gotham!!!!
This show is so completely and utterly absurd and ridiculous, and yet it manages to just hit me in the id over and over again.
Case in point: Jim makes absolutely certain that Harvey knows he's #1 and that his old friend will never supplant him.
Case in point: Even while threatening to kill each other, Oswald and Ed also still clearly care very deeply about each other. How does Penguin manage to arouse all my sympathies (you were my only other friend with the quaver in his voice) while being so vile and wretched?! Ditto Ed.
Case in point: Harvey getting the friendship/teachable moment with Bruce instead of Jim.
Case in point: B.D. Wong chewing up all the scenery and spitting that shit out.
Case in point: We don't care about people!
I knew, knew, knew the old Army buddy was going to be bad news in some way even if it was just that he had different ideas for how to run things than Jim; naturally the show has gone with worst case scenario of Pure D.Evil.
I was deeply surprised that Ed actually is being controlled. I thought he was going to have to live with the fact that part of him had wanted to commit that atrocity.
So bored with Bruce and Selena. Also bored with Jeremiah.
4. So, I've been bopping along with my poetry writing plan: reading lots of poems, thinking about how they work, writing in my notebook. I had the thought that writing about my fear of death might be fruitful. It was if by fruitful I mean anxiety attack inducing. LOL Turns out that dwelling on my fears does not exorcise them but exercise them. I shall not be the 21st century voice of Thanatopsis, alas.
5. I finished the big project at work for values of having finished the most horrible, time-consuming part of it. I AM AWESOME! And it's done. That's the main part.
Bonus Track: I have decided to stop cross-posting to LJ. I always forget to answer comments there, and my flist is mirrored on DW entirely. Feels like the end of an era.
