Apr 17, 2012 22:20
So today was horrible.
It started around 1 am, when I put my TMJ hypnosis thing on. I was in so much pain that it brought me out of hypnosis twice in twenty minutes. I'd already had Advil and two doses of narcotics. This was breakthrough pain. I slept in 20-30 minute fits and starts until around 3 am, when I got up and took more narcotics and more Advil and put heat on my jaw and sat on the computer and my phone for an hour and a half. Fell asleep around 4:30; Brigid woke up at 6:30. At 7:10 I fell back asleep for another hour. That? Was all of my sleep.
The day just kept getting worse and worse, until I felt... worse than I have in years, really. It was a horrible, horrible day.
But a funny thing happened. Little comments that I read this evening. A few references on the watchpost in puckurt. Some lovely words on Tumblr. And you know, I'm sure somewhere there's a glee anon comment waiting to happen about me but dammit, you guys. When I see your lovely words about SOTB, it really does fucking make my day. When someone says that what we've written is their canon or that they forget if something was SOTB or canon, it's just...so good. And I love you all.
So thanks. Most days I merely appreciate them greatly; today, I really needed the affirmation.
even the losers get lucky sometimes,
writing,
glee,
story of three boys,
fic