Yikes, poor Matilda's noggin!

I got to dance on stage at the end.

This is very cool, though!

Ooof, poor Matilda!

The fainting was entirely a reaction to the horror movie.

I echo Scola: which horror movie?

Please send ~ma my way; today I meet with the physical medicine and rehabilitation doctor about my fucked up back and hips. Mr. Loomycakes and I are going to try to restrain our ire and frustration, but we've been trying to get answers/help about these issues since Nov. last year, but thanks to the impossibility of getting timely appointments scheduled, it's been a long road. And here we thought I would have had some sort of treatment before we go to the UK at the beginning of July.

The appointment with the previous doctor, the one who referred me to today's person, was in March. That was a consultation. Today's appointment is another consultation. Look, people, you have all my goddamn MRIs, why can't you give me some sort of treatment *today*?

grrrrr. Hello, I'm wearing metaphorical crankybloomers today.

I’m not sure why a horror movie would make someone faint. Maybe standing up too quickly to run out of the theatre? Anyway, I hope Matilda’s noggin is ok and she doesn’t have concussion!

Atropa, a friend just had her hip replaced after years of annoying failed attempts to get back/hip pain addressed and she is doing awesome! Obviously, joint replacement is a major operation and the recovery period is no joke but it can be life changing. I am getting my left knee replaced in a few weeks (& hopefully right knee a couple months after). I’m nervous about it but really looking forward to walking without pain again.

The only times I have fainted, I was slightly feverish, or I tried to get up the instant my fever broke or something like that. very odd. atropa, wrod.

Atropa, a friend just had her hip replaced after years of annoying failed attempts to get back/hip pain addressed and she is doing awesome! Obviously, joint replacement is a major operation and the recovery period is no joke but it can be life changing.

I can't fucking wait to get my hip replaced.

Which horror movie?

Obsession.

She had a vasovagal response which is pretty common in teens.

"A vasovagal episode (or vasovagal syncope) is the most common cause of fainting. It occurs when your body overreacts to a trigger, causing a sudden drop in heart rate and blood pressure. This reduces blood flow to your brain, leading to brief, temporary unconsciousness.

Common Triggers
Episodes are typically set off by certain physical or emotional stressors.
Frequent triggers include:

Prolonged standing
Heat exposure or being in a stuffy room
The sight of blood or having blood drawn
Sudden fear, severe pain, or emotional distress
Straining (such as during a bowel movement or coughing)"

She's got four staples in her head now, and she found that process to be upsetting.

Oh, poor noggin'! Yikes on the staples. I wouldn't be pleased either.

I fainted a few times as a teen. I always knew when it was going to happen so mostly just sat down woozy. I only remember 2 clearly. One was on a first date waiting in line for a movie. I told the dude a couple times I needed to sit because I was going to faint, but he didn't believe me. That relationship didn't last. Then I told a gym teacher in no uncertain terms that if she made me do a handstand I would faint, and yeah, they took me out of the gym on a stretcher. Didn't really want to be right, and yet.

Big news... I found out that EQ wants me to write a blog post about the story that will be coming out for the next issue.I'm excited about doing it, even though maybe the old one about the rare book had, you know, a less-expected backstory. Kevin from publishing still hasn't clocked that I'm a disabled person or he wouldn't be all "SO sorry we can't pay again," People tend to think we are like Keebler elves without the hollow tree in general. I could get used to being treated like a pro, but maybe I shouldn't. But my personal blog has maybe one post in reader triple-figures...the readership potential is exciting for me, even if it means I can't end with "Fuck that guy," *quite* so much. And with so many guys to say it of. Not gonna do a *process* post because inspiration struck most recently while I was heaving.(Although part of me thinks that would be like when that couple from "The Corner" turned up in Vows...subversion, if not demystification. I loved that article.)

honey-nut cheerios(just cause they're Omar's fave...I had "no honeynut" as a password for a minute) Don't doubt that getting one's head stapled would be a little upsetting.