My mother and her new husband are due to fly in this evening. But I’m not dwelling on that. Ohhhmmmm. Ohhhhmm.
I was having problems breathing again last night, so I thought “screw this” and took a clonazepam, something I haven’t done in quite some time. Knocked me right out and I slept the sleep of the totally drugged. I feel much better now. Nothing like a benzodizepine to put stress in its place. Just have to remember not to make a habit of that. And as tempting as it sounds, I am going to refrain from popping one right before my mother’s due in.
We did a lot of last-minute cleaning yesterday, including me finally putting the last bits of Dragon*Con attire away. Yeah, yeah, I suck at housework. We were going to give Hobkin a bath, but the opportunity never presented itself. We might still try to give him one later today, but if it doesn’t happen, it doesn’t happen. He smells like celery and bell peppers. And his coat’s all soft and fluffy. He doesn’t really look like he needs a bath. Right now he’s slumped on my lap, being a total fuzzalump, which has soothing properties all by itself.
10 crits so far on Critters on my dark fantasy offering. And they’ve all been pretty positive. Huh. Well, good.
Also got a glowing reject from Black Gate. The editor said the story was terrific and exciting, but lagged in the middle. And he didn’t get the final line. Sigh. I keep getting really nice rejects from these guys, but I don’t think I’m getting any closer to selling to them. And he didn’t ask to see more this time. I suspect I’m deep into rejectomancy now, but still. Oh well. Out it goes again on Monday, err Tuesday. Monday’s Columbus Day, isn’t it? No mail service. Drat.
I feel like I’ve lost my weekend to this mother visiting business. I’m looking forward to going back to work on Monday. How sad is that?
Calmblueocean!
I was really sorry to hear you were having a panic attack. (At least I am assuming that was the cause of the shortness of breath.)
Even though I understand about not wanting to take anything just before your mother comes, if the stress/panic is bad enough, don’t suffer through it just because you don’t want to make a habit of taking your meds. I tend to do that with my anti-anxiety pills, and if I wait too long then the pills don’t help.
Ok, I do have to say, I was kind of amused to hear that I wasn’t the only one that hadn’t finished packing from Dragon*Con. Of course, now your stuff is all put away and mine isn’t! heh
As for Black Gate maybe they just aren’t the right place for you, but I am sorry to hear they rejected the story. :/
Hope all goes well this weekend and don’t forget David, Blake and I are here if you want or need us.
Thanks so much for your support. I really do appreciate it! My breathing problems aren’t so much a panic attack as they are stress-related breathing problems stemming from my MCTD. Similar source and outcome, but different root cause, I think. But yeah, they’re no fun!
I’m glad to know that I’m not the only one that puts off the unpacking after conventions and vacations. I don’t feel like quite so much of a slob any more! Hee.
Good luck with the Mother. I know you’re stressing, but you and Matt are really good people and that should win her over no matter what the differences might be.
Love & Hugs,
FahKingNut
Klonopin is weird with me. It used to knock me out and make me feel all incoherent and weird….but now it hardly has an effect on me. Even now sometimes I won’t take it for a week, and it’s still like that. How many mg are you on?
I’m prescribed .5mg/night, as needed. I pretty much only take it when I’m in pain (or now when I feel the need for a tranq.) I don’t think I’ve built up a tolerance, thankfully. But meds often affect me pretty intensely.
I take 2 mg at a time and it won’t do anything, I guess I could call the doctor for an increase in dosage. I wish I was like you and didn’t develop a tolerance for meds…you’re very lucky in that aspect!