key were not in desk -- and something kept niggling at the back of my mind. I remembered that DH's bike helmet had been in the back of the car -- and I thought it needed to be somewhere he could use it. So I remember wanting to bring it in the house,but I didn't see it anywhere in the house. I finally looked where it belonged. and there was the helmet with my keys sitting inside.

If I could have one spell that worked -- it is the one they used in HP to bring things to them -- it would save me lots of grief when I lose things

Deena, I despise your insurance company.

Teppy, meclizine was what I took for the spins. Worked ok. I hope your combination of meds gives you some quick relief.

Owen's special ed teacher called while we were at the park. She wants to talk to me about his bus ride. That's all she said. He had problems last week but the driver said he did awesome today and Friday. *sigh* Now I'm going to fret and worry that they're going to kick him off the bus. Which I guess isn't the end of the world. I can take him and drop him off but it will make our days a lot crazier than usual.

I need a key summoning spell, too, beth. And a shoe summoning spell.

keys, glasses and the book I'm reading-- occasionally shoes, but most of the time I can figure out where I took them off.

Hopefully the teacher just wants to discuss for future prevention. Of course, I had a neighbor that had a son she had adopted- that was special needs. They would call her when He climbed up and then down a flagpole. But when he punched a kid on the play ground, he told her, noone from school called.

She just called. She got a report from the bus driver about the incident last Thursday. He hit the aide. The aide is new, and she told me she was a little stern with Owen about the rules.

He's the last kid dropped off and by the afternoon, he's pretty frazzled. I think he just didn't like her telling him what to do. But I wrote some rules down for him, his teacher went over them at school with him and I put some toys in his backpack to distract him on the trip home.

They seem to have worked because he has improved. It will just be a regular thing to review the rules with him to keep him on the bus.

beth, I went to college with a girl who Lost Things. It was her superpower. Her first day at the college, all moved in, she lost her shoes, both pairs of glasses, and her purse (twice). Things turned up, but not predictably.

Cash, I'm pretty sure they can't kick a special-ed kid off the bus...though I could be wrong.

I keep getting notes home asking what I'm doing to "make" Aidan "put something in the toilet" aka do more than just sit on the toilet and chat. Since he's doing even that much better for them than he is for me, I don't know what they expect. Aidan is one of those kids that completely masters something in his head before he unveils it. It can be kind of frustrating, but we're doing everything right. It just takes a lot of time.

Okay, wow. Meclizine is pretty sedating. I feel like my brain is wrapped in fleece. Granted, I took 2 pills (the Rx is for 1 or 2 pills every 8 hours as needed), so it's a higher dose and inclined to whammy me.

I think the vertigo is less; turning my head side to side seems okay, although tipping my head back to look above me is BAD NEWS. Walking is okay, but getting from a sitting position to standing, or vice versa, SUCKS DONKEY BALLS. Apparently I'm okay in one axis, but changing from one axis to another is not good with my inner ear.

Also, oddly (and funnily, in a bitter way), now that I've taken the meclizine -- you know, the anti-nausea drug -- I feel more pukey than I have in 36 hours. I actually have that horrible metallic taste in my mouth that generally means "Hi! This is your GI system. Prepare for reverse peristalsis. Thank you for flying Vomit Air."

WTF, man? It's supposed to make me less pukey, not more!

I just noticed that I had 1337 unread messages here in Bitches.

Which is, as we know, LEET.

Apparently I'm okay in one axis, but changing from one axis to another is not good with my inner ear.

Steph, that piece of information makes me suspicious that you don't have post-viral neuronitis but rather benign paroxysmal positional vertigo. This site mentions that "symptoms are almost always precipitated by a change of position of the head with respect to gravity" and "people with BPPV often feel dizzy and unsteady when they tip their heads back to look up."

Basically, BPPV happens when inner ear debris (canaliths) break free and float around in the vestibular canals. The Epley maneuver can resettle the canaliths in a position that eliminates the symptoms. Your doctor can perform the maneuver in the office and you could go home feeling much, much better.

Hey, all.

Ugh, Tep. That sounds awful. But I figured it was an ear infection -- the vertigo-level sounds like my grandma's.

I slept last night. Yay! Because I went to my mom and dad's and my dad gave me some of his. I finally got completely unable to handle the time-flippiness. I went to my girlfriend's house Sat. night for booze and bitterness with the girls...I'd finally fallen asleep at 11 a.m., slept on and off till 6 pm, and it was just TOO weird. I basically got up, got dressed, got coffee, and then at about 8 a.m. body-time, started having wine. Then everyone was outta there at about midnight, and I went home ( I didn't drink that much, it just was too weird for me) and read a book till 8 a.m.

Then I filled up the cat bowls, changed the litter and drove to St. Joe. I took a back road, and it was a gorgeous late night (body), early morning (RT) drive. I then proceded to stay up as long as I could (21 hours, btw, and I was slapppppp-happppppy) and then took a nap (4 hours). Woke up, ate, read and talked a little and took 2 Ambien at midnight and FUCKING slept 12 hours in which I didn't wake myself up at all.

It was bliss.

And then I woke up, and argued with my polically-wavering family about the election, and then we all shut up and I kicked everyone's ass at JEopardy. They gave me some fish, and I am home. Yay!.

And I didn't get that sexual assault outreach job. BOO!

But I have decided to substitute teach while I job search. I figure if I work both sides of the state line I can gig every day I want. Maybe get a long-term sub position. I'd be super in-demand, being certfied, and I'm going to spend the $50 and get my certification in Kansas, too. They just need a reciprocal test, but I got a fucking 100% on the English PRAXIS, so I'm all "Hey, here's my PERFECT test results and my 4 years and my multiple degrees...and oh, the $50. GIMME!"

So, I have some drugs, and a plan, man.

Life is good.