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indy-go.livejournal.com) wrote in
ways_back_room2007-02-09 11:06 pm
An Update: The State of the Meg
So, back in September, you might remember that there was a Thing. A pedestrian (me) versus auto (delivery van) type Thing.
The good news: I'm doing well! I haven't suffered any of the permanent side effects that can accompany this kind of head injury *knocks on wood* and for that I am profoundly grateful. There's no reason to believe that I'll have any life-long ickiness from this.
The not-quite-bad-news-but-really-more-just-matter-of-fact-news: I am getting better, but it's taking a lot longer than I anticipated. (As my parents have pointed out, it's taking pretty much exactly as long as my doctors anticipated, to which I reply, yeah yeah I know. Shutup.)
There are a few things that have, unfortunately, become a temporary reality -- namely memory loss, fatigue, and the ability to concentrate. Here's what they've meant/will continue to mean for you.
The memory loss just means I have the mental retention of Swiss cheese just now, so if there's been something that you've asked me for, or emailed me about, and I haven't gotten back to you -- please get in touch with me again. I absolutely will not be offended. Cover me with sticky notes. Write on my bathroom mirror in lipstick.
The fatigue is sort of ever-present, though I've been noticing some improvement over the last couple of weeks (*CHEERS*), but ideally I'm needing around one bajillion hours of sleep per night, with the weekends devoted to catching up on whatever I missed during the work week. So my Saturdays, for example, frequently feature me rising at 9-ish, doing the OH SO TIRING task of grocery shopping or similar for an hour and a half, and napping on the couch from like noon to, say, four. I feel like a hibernating bear. It's insane. It also just means I don't have a lot of energy. So that's why I've been less-than-around in an IC capacity, though I've been ramping things up in recent weeks as my stamina has allowed. I'm looking forward to more hours of alertness to flesh out my New Sekrit Character *grins* in addition to giving my established characters their rounds.
The lack of concentration has one big consequence where y'all are concerned -- instant messaging. I cannot seem to successfully carry on more than, say, two AIM convos at any given time. Any more than that and my attention span sort of implodes, I get tired and frustrated, and I get the urge to hide under my desk. So if I've got away messages up, or if I seem curt and abrupt, please realize that it's not because I don't actually want to talk to you, it's just 'cause my circuits are (slowly) rewiring. My advice? Email me! Even if you just wanna chat, please feel free. milliways[dot]meg[at]gmail.com is always open for you. That way I can sort of portion out my attention to things as it becomes available. Now, that said -- if you've got a modly emergency/question/what-have-you then please ping me if I'm around. But, for the next little while, you'd be doing me a favor by emailing for regular stuff (which also has the added bonus of providing me with a more concrete reminder of Things I Need To Do).
So yes! That's me. Like I said, we're hoping this will all sort of fall by the wayside in the next month or two, but in the meantime I continue to be incredibly grateful for your understanding and good thoughts.
(Oh, and when I'm playing? Do not be afraid to tag me. I mean it. That means I'm having a good-health day and am chipper. HIT ME, MONKEYS.)
The good news: I'm doing well! I haven't suffered any of the permanent side effects that can accompany this kind of head injury *knocks on wood* and for that I am profoundly grateful. There's no reason to believe that I'll have any life-long ickiness from this.
The not-quite-bad-news-but-really-more-just-matter-of-fact-news: I am getting better, but it's taking a lot longer than I anticipated. (As my parents have pointed out, it's taking pretty much exactly as long as my doctors anticipated, to which I reply, yeah yeah I know. Shutup.)
There are a few things that have, unfortunately, become a temporary reality -- namely memory loss, fatigue, and the ability to concentrate. Here's what they've meant/will continue to mean for you.
The memory loss just means I have the mental retention of Swiss cheese just now, so if there's been something that you've asked me for, or emailed me about, and I haven't gotten back to you -- please get in touch with me again. I absolutely will not be offended. Cover me with sticky notes. Write on my bathroom mirror in lipstick.
The fatigue is sort of ever-present, though I've been noticing some improvement over the last couple of weeks (*CHEERS*), but ideally I'm needing around one bajillion hours of sleep per night, with the weekends devoted to catching up on whatever I missed during the work week. So my Saturdays, for example, frequently feature me rising at 9-ish, doing the OH SO TIRING task of grocery shopping or similar for an hour and a half, and napping on the couch from like noon to, say, four. I feel like a hibernating bear. It's insane. It also just means I don't have a lot of energy. So that's why I've been less-than-around in an IC capacity, though I've been ramping things up in recent weeks as my stamina has allowed. I'm looking forward to more hours of alertness to flesh out my New Sekrit Character *grins* in addition to giving my established characters their rounds.
The lack of concentration has one big consequence where y'all are concerned -- instant messaging. I cannot seem to successfully carry on more than, say, two AIM convos at any given time. Any more than that and my attention span sort of implodes, I get tired and frustrated, and I get the urge to hide under my desk. So if I've got away messages up, or if I seem curt and abrupt, please realize that it's not because I don't actually want to talk to you, it's just 'cause my circuits are (slowly) rewiring. My advice? Email me! Even if you just wanna chat, please feel free. milliways[dot]meg[at]gmail.com is always open for you. That way I can sort of portion out my attention to things as it becomes available. Now, that said -- if you've got a modly emergency/question/what-have-you then please ping me if I'm around. But, for the next little while, you'd be doing me a favor by emailing for regular stuff (which also has the added bonus of providing me with a more concrete reminder of Things I Need To Do).
So yes! That's me. Like I said, we're hoping this will all sort of fall by the wayside in the next month or two, but in the meantime I continue to be incredibly grateful for your understanding and good thoughts.
(Oh, and when I'm playing? Do not be afraid to tag me. I mean it. That means I'm having a good-health day and am chipper. HIT ME, MONKEYS.)

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Ego, thy name is Josie. =))
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*extra hugs*
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I just used 'super' twice.
SUPER.
&hugs;
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O Rly?
Salazar Slytherin resents being referred to as a monkey, btw.
(and I totally wouldn't tag Tonks with Salazar before pinging you, because OMG the mental twitching would hurt me. But Sally! Sally would totally be nice and sweet and awesome.)
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Also, before I forget, it has been pointed out to me that Tonks and Angel meeting would be very very interesting (at which point I wondered how we've both been in the game for eons and never threaded). So yes. Dead twentysomething drag queen and living twentysomething magical law enforcement?
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I know how you feel, hon. Take a muchness of care.
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Draco should really talk to his cousin again. It's been ages, and a lot has happened. Plus, a few of my pups would be happy to chat.
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Glad you're on the mend(!), even if it's taking time. Stupid doctors--so annoying when they're right!
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Take care of youself, pet. These sorts of things do take time.
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*cuddles*
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*hugs*