The day ended on a high note

And started on a low. I wasn't allowed to eat or drink after midnight for my testing today. Which was at 12:30 so enjoy your 12 hours of no food or drink (okay I DID steal sips of water so there).

I warned the students: I slept 4 hours, I'm hangry and I'm caffeine deprived. Test me at your peril. They behaved. I had a withdrawal headache SO bad.

The testing went well as they pulled me back to the ultrasound room almost immediately. Techs aren't allowed to say if they see something. I wonder if they did because at one point when she was ultrasounding my gallbladder while I was on my side and she let me roll onto my back again an she said 'that hurt, didn't it?' Yes, like hell. I hadn't said anything and didn't think I had winced but maybe.

Then she says mind if the student does it? I look at the girl. She goes to my school but DM had her in A&P, not me. I always say yes because I remember being a medical student and the disappointment if someone said no. She needed to be quicker but she did well.

I got my coffee right there in the hospital before going home. It was too beautiful to go do laundry so I went hiking at Ash Cave so click that to read all about it and see all the fun pictures.

And found out my favorite restaurant/bar has opened a brew pub next door and today was the grand opening. I raced over. I had a smoked bacon maple brown ale. It didn't taste smoky, bacony or mapley but it WAS a smooth, non-bitter brown. But I had that after sucking down nearly 2 full beers at dinner (at @ 9% alcohol) so I had to sit and sober before getting behind the wheel.

So the day ended well.

ETA: 30 seconds after posting this thunder tore the sky and the heavens opened. The predicted storm has arrived.

The high point

was getting a great card from tinhutlady! Thank you so much. It made my day to get a nice card full of warm fuzzies because today was a day to be down on myself.

As much energy as I had yesterday, that's how little I had today. I count myself lucky to have gotten laundry and my exam done.

I'm learning hard what it feels like to have the joy of writing turn into drudgry (i.e. actual work. I really wish I could take anti depressants because it might help all of this immensely. I'm so ready to just chuck it all. If I still had active fandoms I might have (god, I think Buffy is TWENTY years old this year).

I found another house. here. Love the location, less excited by the house itself. It's more practical for me. Fuck, I already need a new hip. I've broken both ankles and knees. I shouldn't have one of my beloved old home. The upstairs would be filled with cobwebs while I hobble around the ground floor like a little old lady I'm fast becoming

This house is isolated enough to make me happy but it's just off the main highway so it's not TOO isolated (go Google Earth it). It's not tremendously pretty on the outside and no, I don't get the whole wood burning stove OUTSIDE the house thing either It's common here. I assume because there are no chimneys but it also seems a waste to have the cold air wicking away heat. On the other hand when my power goes off as it will, I'll still have heat of some kind.

I love the kitchen. The only two problems I see with this house is a) it's haunted by the ghosts of 1001 dead deer (check out the last bedroom) and b) the fridge. OMG who the hell puts a fridge in a tight alcove next to a damn window?

I'm going to drag off and go be sad somewhere and oh hate-watch more of JoJo's Bizarre Adventure.