Ugh, Matilda has been droopy and warm all day, and her fever keeps inching up, now just a shade under 103, and Advil isn't budging it. It's a testament to how healthy this kid has always been that this is really the first long fever she's ever had, and I know that it isn't even *that* high yet, but the irrational part of me is flipping out like a mammal. If it goes up again at least we're only a couple of blocks from urgent care, but, damn, I want it to start heading in the other direction.

Ack, poor thing!

Poor Matilda!

So I hate when people act like I deliberately changed my habits and am now more healthy. Because having some weight off is likely good for some muscular and skeleton issues but I'm damn sure that it's not healthy by any other metric.

Years ago when I had the stomach flu so bad I had to go to the ER, about a week later someone congratulated me on my weight loss. I told them I had stomach flu and had to go to the hospital because I couldn't stop throwing up for 8 hours. Their reply was "Well, keep up the good work!" Aaaaaaand fuck you.

I have survived the flight home from Copenhagen! And am now hanging out at SFO, waiting for my flight back to Seattle. Today is still Saturday, right? I've lost track n

yes, still sat.

So very much the opposite of healthy.

And, yeah, don't comment on weight loss without context. A flat, "you've lost weight." is intrusively personal but tolerable. The wows and smiling and congratulations suck. Because I've increased my exercise a ton so I know that's partial but really there was long span where I felt like I was losing every grasp I had on sanity. If I lose any more without really changing my (less than totally healthy) diet, I'm going to check with a doctor. My frame could definitely stand to lose more and be healthy, but until I change what I eat, I probably should logically stay where I'm at. My metabolism was never the one where you're just past teen and can eat Mexican food, drink and never gain an ounce.

My stepmom has dropped 5-10 lbs since my Dad died and it worries me. She was already thin. She's now too thin and I don't think she tried, she just has trouble staying asleep and doesn't want to eat and tries to stay busy. Weight loss can be a bad, bad thing.

Buy a smoke detector tomorrow, Jesse!

For nights you want a fire but can't effectively light a fire or just are lazy, there are some good, natural stuff in them - not processed petroleum and potentially carcinogenic - pressed log-like things.

Spoiler alert, the puppy has been definitively mine for a few months. She's still a lot of work and attention and needs no less exercise but she's amazing and legally all mine. Now my worries about her are things like getting a behavior consult at Lackland AFB because she has panic attacks that have really improved but still suck for both of us when they happen. Long term worries. Worries about a long term future. Better worries.

Any bets on what time I randomly wake up in the middle of the night tonight?

If my Big!Boss has his way, I'm going to be going to CPH a lot, to subvert the doc team. All shall love me and despair?

The Nordic Goth Queen! Perhaps you'll be adopted by some death metal band,

Poor Matilda and you, JZ. I hope she's better quickly. Glad to know you have easily nearby options in case.

Their reply was "Well, keep up the good work!" Aaaaaaand fuck you.

Have more awful vomit and diarrhea! So much hate. It's honestly why I answer with the fact that I got a dog, so definitely some exercise but I also got really close to a complete mental breakdown. Because I'm, you may have noticed, slightly private but that's just bullshit and I like when people look uncomfortable afterwards. They should be.

Fly safely, Jillian.

Any bets on what time I randomly wake up in the middle of the night tonight?

3:19. And text me. That's been the yucky wake up and not be able to effectively go back to sleep time recently. If I'm actually asleep, phone is on Do Not Disturb. I'll have to actively check.