Why are there loud fireworks (that I can’t see)??

Baseball game?

I start pt for my lower back this week. It gets sore and makes my hips tight and unhappy to walk much distance and I really want to be able to do that when we’re in Wales this fall. I really need to build up my cardiovascular stamina too.

Oh, shoot, I meant to try out a yoga class this morning but I forgot and missed it. I can try again Wednesday night

I did manage to go grocery shopping after getting by for too long on takeout and protein shakes, so that’s something. Although I may have accidentally stolen an avocado. I hope that makes it more delicious.

I have a new climbing partner, yay! (My old one retired from climbing last summer.) So I did an hour on the walls with her this morning, and then 30 minutes on a recumbent bike. And yesterday I went for an easy mountain-bike ride. Gotta get back into condition (although it would be easier if I weighed a bit less, sigh).

Saw My Chem this weekend. That was some dark, Brechtian shit. Good times... good times... Really suited my mood nicely. Properly theatrically cathartic.

Artaudaste, Gerard Way... the Art School Kid in me greets the Art School Kid in you.

I have 2 friends (one from here, one from college) having surgical procedures today to remove cancer (breast and endometrial). Tim's second biopsy is next week. I'm just really fucking sick of fucking goddamn cancer.

Totally unrelated: out of all the electrolyte/hydration products out there, my favorite is DripDrop Hydration's lemon lime flavor. Tastes like Country Time lemonade. I should sit in the rocking chair on the front porch and sip on my electrolytes, like we did in the good old days.

Okay, but good news: I just heard back from my OB/GYN; she said that in May I was tested for HPV (Tim's cancer is HPV-positive) and my results were negative. So that's a plus.

That is good news.

My good news is that it was going to take until October for me to see a neuro in our new health system, but on Saturday they had a cancelation, and now my appointment is today.

That's very good news, Dana!

Woo negativity! Hooray cancellations!

There's a Fred Flintstone disability meme going around and I've seen it twice and I already just...HATE IT SO MUCH(Which makes me feel like a bad human being, because they're trying to be so nice, but it just hits me so wrong in that way, like when people say that the real problem with racism is that we can see the difference or that we're not all blue like smurfs.) At the same time, if they could find one that was George Jetson in a space-chair all "Stop that crazy thing!" it would feel like a cromulent part of my disability experience. But "nice" ableism is still ableism--most of the non-institutional kind I have faced is, you know, the "You speak *so well*,"sort that led people to describe me as an "intelligent young lady" until I was 38 years old and begging them to stop. ETA: Not that anyone here would post something so...unhip, but do me a favor and don't. Maybe it is not too late for it not to be a Thing.(If you feel brave, tell your friends...I bet I've got people rethinking their commitment to be unthinkingly nice to crippled people already today. Like death, it's my gift.)