a game reborn

Just a little update on me. I’m working on posts about the wound vac and brain fog, but I wanted to write a little bit without needing to concentrate so much.

I’m still working from home, but I’ve been without the wound vac for almost one week. My surgeon’s nurse decided to try Aquacel AG for a week instead. At my checkup tomorrow, she’ll decide if we go back to the vac or continue with the Aquacel. Continue Reading

blue in tooth and claw

I’ve set up a not-horribly-painful way of writing my blog posts. Sadly, it doesn’t extend to playing World of Warcraft. That’s going to have to wait till I can comfortably sit for long periods again. I’ve paired my Samsung tablet with a bluetooth keyboard and mouse. No cords, no mess. I have them all arranged on a laptop lap desk which is resting on my bed. Then I elevate myself with pillows and can type for a little while. Being able to use a mouse with a tablet is such a luxury. Ah, the wonders of technology. Continue Reading

KCI wound vac

the ass vac challenge

So I have a vacuum attached to my ass. Since it’s making little putting noises right now, my husband is calling me Scooty Puff Junior. It isn’t that big; it looks like I’m addicted to purses until you see the plastic tube running from it into my pants. šŸ˜®

KCI’s Activac

Why do I have an ass vac? Last month I had my surgery for a pilonidal cyst. Continue Reading

space-bar.org | writing on the back porch

this is the life

It’s the day before Independence Day, and I have today and tomorrow off work. After taking my dog for a walk on the nearby trail, eating too much food, watching Midsomer Murders, and starting a load of dishes, I’ve now moved my laptop outside with a little desk and am sitting on the back porch, writing. The weather is beautiful, my loveseat is comfy, and I’m dressed in eccentric flowing pants. While I can imagine a more inspiring environment, I think I’m doing pretty good for using what’s at hand. Continue Reading

[book review] knight of lost words

In my last post, I mentioned that I’d started on Seanan McGuire‘s October Daye series. On Saturday I finished book ten in the series, which is the most recent novel. Book three was both creepy and action-filledĀ and got me hooked by kicking the fantasy up a notch. In the rest of the series, Toby continued to face bigger and badder situations, get the crap kicked out of her, and still come out -mostly- on top. Continue Reading

surgery pie

Yesterday I met with a second surgeon to consult about a pilonidal cystectomy. I liked him a lot more than the first surgeon I saw, so I scheduled my appointment for mid-July. I’m now working on scheduling my recovery time. Provided the surgery and recovery goes as expected, I should be able to head back into the office after three weeks at home. Continue Reading

sailing the ennui sea

Not sure if it’s the glut of ebooks, audiobooks, gaming or general *circles hand in the air* overload of social media, but I’m experiencing some vague feeling of listlessness. I suppose part of it is moping about after not getting my writing journal site restored. It isn’t that there’s no hope, just that any additional hope requires further action on my part to realize. In a cycle of weariness, I can’t muster the energy to resolve an issue causing me distress. Distress, of course, is energy-draining, so it goes round and round.

Not that things are bad right now. I’m feeling pretty good Continue Reading

all gone

Arg. Had to pop back on here to mini-vent about my own negligence. I had a second hosting account (same company) that I’d picked up on a special discounted domain name sale. I eventually transferred the domain I wanted, which is for my writing journal, over to Google and set the account to expire. The files for that domain’s blog were still on that account. Today was my deadline to get in there and move them. I set the files on the ftp to download and then got sidetracked with work. Didn’t remember the database needed to backed up until this afternoon. By that point, my login no longer worked. Can’t get in to backup my database. Sad face. I reached out to my host in case they’ll throw me a bone and either send me a backup or transfer it to my other hosting account, but I have a sick feeling in my stomach because I think I’m going to have to start from scratch. I suppose I don’t lose too much, but I quite liked some of the writing exercises I’d completed. More sad face.

jumping on the bed

One little pitbull lying on the bed.
I came up and bopped his head.
“Why’d you bop me on the head?
I’m just a little pitbull lying on the bed.”

I sang the above to one of my doggies while I sneaked up on him last week. I suppose I wasn’t very stealthy. To Bop is to tap lightly with a finger, at least in this situation. Continue Reading

hidradenitis suppurativa

It’s time for me to write about one of the reasons I started this blog, one of the reasons I needed to just get my thoughts and feelings out of my own head. The beginning of this year has been pretty medically significant for me. In February I received three different diagnoses. One is a eureka moment connecting multiple problems investigated over the years, but the relief that this would have brought has been overshadowed by the other two, both of which are skin conditions that I had little control over developing and have only slight control over now. Continue Reading