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Another big catch-up
Oct. 6th, 2007 07:17 pmBeing sick is almost like being in a different country. Nothing seems quite in focus. I keep thinking I'm going to be better or that I am... but looking back I can see that the last 10 days or so were a blur of pain and lassitude. And it hasn't lifted, but I am going to just make myself write up what I've done in the last while so it doesn't get totally lost.
My last entry was on the 26th. At about 4pm on the 27th, my throat just closed up. Naturally Thursday night was the Pagan singing group. I thought, well maybe I'll be able to sing by 7pm. It was just so weird - I didn't have any warning of feeling that I was getting sick. Just boom. Throat sore and no voice for like 40 hours. Only Kurt & Anith joined Russell & I (and Anith was an hour late). Kurt went on home since there was no singing. Anith came to watch the DVD Rachael made of Margot Adler's Singing is Fabulous workshop at Merrymeet. That was my favorite thing at MM and it is so cool to have all the chants to learn. So I got a dose of Pagan music though singing was right out.
Friday I had various things on my plate - wait for the guy to start the furnace for the year and then go get new tires for my Prius. The amount of energy those activities took totally drained me and I realized that going to my coven retreat weekend that was supposed to start that night was crazy. I didn't want to expose my covenmates to myself. Russell went off without me.
Saturday morning, still not a lot of voice, I went up with another covenmate who couldn't go up on Friday and joined the coven. We had a lovely ritual and feast and I really wished I had been able to be more present.
Sunday after leaving the retreat I took a nap (a big feature in my days this period) and then went inworld for the Burning of the Man at Burning Life. Scar & I did fireworks before the burn to bring people to the event. The sim limits had been set as high as 80 and there was crashing in the world. *sigh* I lost one of my fireworks boxes but this turned out to be a blessing because it caused me to write Zebra North, the creator, and make a new friend. Sunday evening Scar & I did fireworks for the kick-off of Banned Books week on ALA Arts Island. BBW has a pirate theme and it was great fun.
Monday I deemed myself way to sick to try going to work and I spent the day sleeping until it was time for the burning of the Temple at Burning Life. It was amazing and not quite as crowded as the burning of the Man (they'd set sim limits lower) but still too crowded to rez my fireworks controller. (I was supposed to have done them after the temple burn.) Lesson learnt - fireworks are not a good plan when there are lots of avatars around. My Burning Life pictures are collected at BL Flickrstream.
Tuesday I went to work. I'm not sure how much I actually got done, but there was a patent meeting in the afternoon which I really had to attend. Scar & I did do more fireworks for Banned Books week at lunch, a more Euro-friendly time than our Sunday show. But I came home and collapsed and lost my voice again. Thus Wednesday I stayed home from work in the morning but drove to Palo Alto for a mammogram and ultrasound on my thyroid. It takes long enough to get those appointments that I *had* to do that. It totally took all my energy though and I bailed on going to the first San Jose Rep play of the season, Triumph of Love. But I really need to be sensible and get well.
Thursday found me at work for the morning as I had hand therapy scheduled at lunch. I cleared off my desk and went to therapy and then home to sleep again. I was determined to be well enough to do my bit at the Eleusinian Mysteries this weekend. I did write Nette and tell her I wasn't going to come up and camp Thursday night. I needed the warm waterbed and sleeping in more than the bonding of camping with tradmates.
Friday, with some misgivings, I got myself packed up and headed off to camp in the redwoods getting ready for the Eleusinian. The camp was nice and the people were wonderful... and the temperature was really, really cold. (I hadn't thought about the fact that the park is on the ocean side of the peninsula.) I am afraid this was not the best choice for someone who is sick. But I took part in the symbolic pig roast (pork loin and marzipan pigs) and slept over. But I woke up this morning and I just knew that there was no way I could do my role as Black Priestess in the rite Saturday night. It took me about three hours to actually bow to that realization. I didn't *want* to fail my friends and I have been looking forward to doing BP and singing the Blessing of the Initiates for a year. However, the totally muzziness of my brain and the lack of voice convinced me. I got home by about 1:15 and by 1:30 I was asleep. It is now about 7pm and I am really headachy and sick and worried about going to see my mother on Tuesday. I don't want to carry an illness to Texas. I guess I'll call the clinic first thing Monday and see if they think antibiotics or something are called for. I really hate taking them but I have been sick for 10 days! And I'm not getting better.
The Eleusinian is probably finished by now since the ritual started at 5:30. Blessings upon my friends out in the cold woodlands. Blessed are they who have seen beneath the surface of the world. They have seen the end of life and its Goddess' sent beginnings. Thrice blessed are they who have seen these Mysteries. I'm sorry I wasn't there to share in them.
My last entry was on the 26th. At about 4pm on the 27th, my throat just closed up. Naturally Thursday night was the Pagan singing group. I thought, well maybe I'll be able to sing by 7pm. It was just so weird - I didn't have any warning of feeling that I was getting sick. Just boom. Throat sore and no voice for like 40 hours. Only Kurt & Anith joined Russell & I (and Anith was an hour late). Kurt went on home since there was no singing. Anith came to watch the DVD Rachael made of Margot Adler's Singing is Fabulous workshop at Merrymeet. That was my favorite thing at MM and it is so cool to have all the chants to learn. So I got a dose of Pagan music though singing was right out.
Friday I had various things on my plate - wait for the guy to start the furnace for the year and then go get new tires for my Prius. The amount of energy those activities took totally drained me and I realized that going to my coven retreat weekend that was supposed to start that night was crazy. I didn't want to expose my covenmates to myself. Russell went off without me.
Saturday morning, still not a lot of voice, I went up with another covenmate who couldn't go up on Friday and joined the coven. We had a lovely ritual and feast and I really wished I had been able to be more present.
Sunday after leaving the retreat I took a nap (a big feature in my days this period) and then went inworld for the Burning of the Man at Burning Life. Scar & I did fireworks before the burn to bring people to the event. The sim limits had been set as high as 80 and there was crashing in the world. *sigh* I lost one of my fireworks boxes but this turned out to be a blessing because it caused me to write Zebra North, the creator, and make a new friend. Sunday evening Scar & I did fireworks for the kick-off of Banned Books week on ALA Arts Island. BBW has a pirate theme and it was great fun.
Monday I deemed myself way to sick to try going to work and I spent the day sleeping until it was time for the burning of the Temple at Burning Life. It was amazing and not quite as crowded as the burning of the Man (they'd set sim limits lower) but still too crowded to rez my fireworks controller. (I was supposed to have done them after the temple burn.) Lesson learnt - fireworks are not a good plan when there are lots of avatars around. My Burning Life pictures are collected at BL Flickrstream.
Tuesday I went to work. I'm not sure how much I actually got done, but there was a patent meeting in the afternoon which I really had to attend. Scar & I did do more fireworks for Banned Books week at lunch, a more Euro-friendly time than our Sunday show. But I came home and collapsed and lost my voice again. Thus Wednesday I stayed home from work in the morning but drove to Palo Alto for a mammogram and ultrasound on my thyroid. It takes long enough to get those appointments that I *had* to do that. It totally took all my energy though and I bailed on going to the first San Jose Rep play of the season, Triumph of Love. But I really need to be sensible and get well.
Thursday found me at work for the morning as I had hand therapy scheduled at lunch. I cleared off my desk and went to therapy and then home to sleep again. I was determined to be well enough to do my bit at the Eleusinian Mysteries this weekend. I did write Nette and tell her I wasn't going to come up and camp Thursday night. I needed the warm waterbed and sleeping in more than the bonding of camping with tradmates.
Friday, with some misgivings, I got myself packed up and headed off to camp in the redwoods getting ready for the Eleusinian. The camp was nice and the people were wonderful... and the temperature was really, really cold. (I hadn't thought about the fact that the park is on the ocean side of the peninsula.) I am afraid this was not the best choice for someone who is sick. But I took part in the symbolic pig roast (pork loin and marzipan pigs) and slept over. But I woke up this morning and I just knew that there was no way I could do my role as Black Priestess in the rite Saturday night. It took me about three hours to actually bow to that realization. I didn't *want* to fail my friends and I have been looking forward to doing BP and singing the Blessing of the Initiates for a year. However, the totally muzziness of my brain and the lack of voice convinced me. I got home by about 1:15 and by 1:30 I was asleep. It is now about 7pm and I am really headachy and sick and worried about going to see my mother on Tuesday. I don't want to carry an illness to Texas. I guess I'll call the clinic first thing Monday and see if they think antibiotics or something are called for. I really hate taking them but I have been sick for 10 days! And I'm not getting better.
The Eleusinian is probably finished by now since the ritual started at 5:30. Blessings upon my friends out in the cold woodlands. Blessed are they who have seen beneath the surface of the world. They have seen the end of life and its Goddess' sent beginnings. Thrice blessed are they who have seen these Mysteries. I'm sorry I wasn't there to share in them.
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