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"BiMonthly" Personal Update: Sat. Dec. 10/11

Myself
(Okay, so it's Sunday. It was still Saturday when I wrote this.)

Hey, all.

So... I have apologies to make to everyone. I am terribly sorry that I've ended up getting so far behind on my weekly updates. It's just... well, first I was busy working on getting ready for NaNoWriMo, then November hit and suddenly my stress levels went through the roof. Fans, picture a Sentinel starting to come online without a Guide. That's what it felt like. My senses were starting to overwhelm me (random note: "whelm" means to cover with water, according to the Scrabble dictionary), particularly sight and hearing, and particularly at work. I've been wearing my yellow sunglasses and a bright pink (Fighting Breast Cancer pink) visor to work every day, to try to control the headaches from the CRT screens and the fluorescent lighting. And the noise... don't get me started. Over the past week and a half or so, I've been using an earplug in my left ear (I keep the phone headset on my right) at work. It helps somewhat, but....

I ended up taking a week off work, doctor's note included, at the end of November to the beginning of December, because my stress level was so high (taking sick days off work due to headaches and nausea, most of which could be put down to stress, and the rest of which could be put down to my senses, which contributed to the stress). It helped a huge amount, though my stress level still isn't down where I'd like it to be. So, thanks to my lovely training supervisor (who is no longer my supervisor, except in a general sense during the late nights - I got moved to a new team at the beginning of December), I met with the scheduler, and I've cut back to 4 days a week, starting today - Thursday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday - with slightly reduced hours and generally ending my shift at midnight (on the weekdays) or before 11 (on the weekends). (Except on the weekend after Christmas, which is bound to be busy - but given I've actually got Christmas Eve and Christmas off, I am not going to complain about that.)

On a lighter, better note, Imber is improving by leaps and bounds! She regularly comes up to the main floor of the house - she's even been known to do so when I'm sleeping in my room - and while she still growls and snarls at Thor, the two of them spent last night in an uneasy truce (punctuated occasionally by said growls and snarls) on my bed. In fact, she is up here in the living room, where I'm typing this out, draped over my forearms asking for scritches, and generally making it hard to write. (Scratch that - Dad just came up, and made a remark, "Look at that baby!" and Imber rolled forward onto the arm of the chair. She doesn't mind the other animals - except Thor - seeing her lying on her back, but Dad is a different matter. Not that she dislikes him, she's just wary of someone so tall.)

So, back to the somewhat gloomy, but getting hopeful stuff: We're looking to get me a local psychologist (though I've still got Dr. Garling on consult for a bit, in case it doesn't work out) and I've got an appointment just before Christmas at the START Clinic, recommended to me by my Aspie friend (whom I've only seen once this past month! *pouts*), which will hopefully lead to a semi-rapid official diagnosis of Asperger's. (The alternative is waiting 1-2 years to see a qualified psychiatrist, then waiting more time for the team to be assembled to render the diagnosis....) I'm also seeing an occupational therapist who has a very good method for working on getting me to focus on dealing with feeling unwell, and who is trying to get a consult with a specialist in sensory over-stimulation. (No guarantees on that one, but it's worth a try!) Hoping the combination of these factors will get things resolved with reasonable rapidity - or at least get things on the road to being resolved. Dealing with mental health is, unfortunately, a years-long process.

Family news is, unfortunately, not as good. A few of you already know this (my family, namely), but my "adopted" aunt Gloria was admitted to hospital on Monday. She's been fighting cancer (uterine and stomach, I believe) for several years, and it's gotten fairly bad. They don't think that she'll live to see Christmas. She's going to be going into Palliative Care as soon as there's a bed free. Mom flew down to Toronto on Thursday, staying with Daphne's friend, to see her, and is currently on her flight back here.

Hm. What other good news do I have to break the gloom?

Well, Daphne's got her audiology hours finished, is waiting impatiently on the Praxis scores (they were supposed to be up last week), and has only her final anatomy exam, on Tuesday, to complete her anatomy course. She's got paying work for the rest of the time she's here in St. John's, at least. I've had two interviews for more clerical type jobs (one with RONA, one with the Canadian Red Cross), and continue to send out resumes. Even with the problems I've been having, I've been able to continue to enjoy Scrabble Wednesdays, and this past week spent Tuesday evening (before and during making dinner) making cookies for the group. They were much appreciated by the family, at least, as well as the one member of the Scrabble group who decided to start nibbling before I had to leave at 12:30, and I found even the burnt ones quite addictive.

A wonderful link from my aunt:
Man With Autism Absolutely Stuns an Entire Crowd

Also, a Happy Belated Birthday to loui_efc.

Thanks for your patience and continuing friendship, everyone.

'Later, all!
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