I refuse to put up with that amount of craziness again any time in the near future. Just... no. Really doesn't help that my family is in Chicago and Nate's is in Virginia, and everyone wants us for the holidays because we're not around the rest of the year ( Read more... )

Anyone who says 'mom' isn't a full-time job is lying through their teeth ( Read more... )

An update, if you can call it that. We're still in Westchester, unfortunately. I'd really like to just go home but that's not happening for a variety of reasons right now. Well, it's not like Laz is really ready to be dumped into first grade at this point, anyway... he hides at the sight of anyone he doesn't know now. I can just imagine how well he ( Read more... )

We have Laz back. It took me backing Nathan into the wall before he'd agree to rip all of the fucking shields out of my head so I could actually do what needed to be done, but we found the sons of bitches who took him. Apparently the poor assholes hadn't been very well informed by their superior officers, because they never really stood a fucking ( Read more... )

Okay, so it's been a month since I updated. More than, even. I'm not dead. No one's dead, in fact. We've just been busy as hell, and there have been personal issues that have kept me from actually sitting down and typing anything out.

Everyone here is more or less okay, however. Just... yeah. Things got hectic.

Things weren't really getting any better, so I ended up calling Hank. He put me back on that medication he was having me test out for him awhile back. Same side effects, still... I feel clumsy and slow, but at least I'm functional this way. I took two after Nate picked up the meds from Westchester and slept for twelve hours. Doing better, at least ( Read more... )

Last two weeks have been a plague of migraines, on and off. No idea what the hell is setting me off this time... Nate's fine, I've called the kids, everyone's doing good. I've just been spending as much time in bed waiting for my brain to explode out the top of my skull as I have trying to accomplish everything else that needs to be done. ( Read more... )

Things have been pretty quiet around here... not that this is a bad thing, mind you. Jean came by for a visit last week, which was nice, as she decided she wanted to play doting grandmother and I didn't have to deal with child care for a day. Hank's had a look at my knee, and he's in the process of fixing it, but while Shi'ar medical equipment is ( Read more... )

Seeing my family again (first time since last year, for me) was nice. Lots of people to pawn Liv off on. Happily, she was generally in a good mood and not too fussy, and had everyone wrapped around her finger by the time we left ( Read more... )

When one is putting up with a demanding physical therapy program in order to correct muscle weakness caused by a bit of unfortunate brain trauma, the idea is generally to get better. The idea is NOT to fall down the stairs and totally fuck up your knee ( Read more... )