my issues + hobbit art recs
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bedlamsbardUpdate on my hands and wrists: I don't even know, y'all. I slept in the brace last night, because some of the weirdest shit happens with my wrists when I'm asleep, and it definitely helped with the right wrist, so now I'm pondering if I should buy another brace for the left wrist, which isn't as screwed up. Yet. And tiger balm is magic, so that's helping.
(I'm not entirely sure the painkillers -- Anadin, IDK, it was the first anti-inflammatory I saw -- are helping, but I think so? But who knows. My history with painkillers is generally a failure except for menstrual cramps and the time I had my wisdom teeth out, where my mother threw away the Vicodin I'd been prescribed after three days because she was afraid I'd get addicted to it. So instead I took massive amounts of ibuprofen. I never took painkillers for cramps until I hit college -- it took me almost a year in university to come around to the idea that taking painkillers wasn't an admission of personal weakness or a failing. I was in marching band one time, when we did an especially long practice route and my band director told us that we might be sore from it the next day and to take some aspirin before going to bed. I was in complete shock -- an authority figure! Telling us to take painkillers! (I don't remember if this is when I was still playing flute or after I switched to bari sax, which is a thirty-five pound chunk of metal suspended from your neck or shoulders, depending on whether you used a neckstrap or a harness. (I normally used a harness, though I marched a couple of runs with a neckstrap for various reasons -- at one point my harness broke; for a while I had a harness that had no padding whatsoever, so I wore a sweatshirt despite the fact that it was ninety degrees outside. Look, my self-preservation sucked in high school.) It could have been every year; I know that I occasionally ended up in a reasonable amount of pain as a result, but normally I didn't take anything for it.) The time in college I was sick enough to have a temperature and admit as much to a professor to get an extension on a paper I was incapable of writing, it took me several days to actually admit I was sick enough to go get OTC medication, and as for going to the health center, ha, no. The last time I was home I was searching through the house for some kind of ibuprofen for cramps, asked my dad, and he looked at me with utter incomprehension. "Why do you want painkillers? Are you in pain?" "Yes, Daddy, I have cramps." (We did not have any ibuprofen.) At this point, I'm fine with taking painkillers for cramps and keep Advil around for that reason, but painkillers have never worked for my back pain so I have a fairly default setting of assuming that they're just not going to help, though I'm willing to try them just in case. Generally I don't take painkillers if I'm sore or achy -- I think it generally does actually help then, but I don't actually mind it if I've earned it. But that's me.
...okay, that was way longer than I thought it would be, and wow, I have issues. And that's not even getting into my general reluctance to go see a medical professional, let alone tell them anything. (Like how I at least once or twice a year have to spend an hour lying flat on my back on the bathroom floor trying to decide whether I'm going to throw up or pass out or both, with no explanation why. To be fair, I also haven't told my parents (and this has been going on since at least high school). Or my recurring hip pain -- actually, I think I did bring that up to a doctor, and he was like, eh, whatever -- or the lockjaw-type-thingy I had for at least two years and occasionally threatens to reappear (as it has been doing the past month or so). Or the back pain that I've been having for three or four years, which painkillers don't touch. Or my anxiety issues and what I'm tentatively willing to call anxiety or panic attacks. (At least this year I haven't been having mood swings and paranoia. Like, whatever else this school year has done for me, at least it hasn't given me that.)
...wow, okay, I have issues that go beyond the physical. In conclusion, what you can get out of that is, no, I have not made an appointment with the health centre yet. (I have to *call them*. I HATE PHONES.)
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After that, I feel like today's Hobbit art recs should be cuddly and happy-making. Let's see what I can find.
Bofur making toys for young Fili and Kili by![[tumblr.com profile]](https://www.tumblr.com/favicon.ico)
lanimalu
Gloin, his wife, and a young Gimli bybridgioto
Ori sleeping in a giant knitting basket bytiedostoaeisaatavilla
Young Frodo, Sam, Merry, and Pippin being watched over by Uncle Bilbo byreapersun
Thranduil and young Legolas byfruitscake
Are there any requests for themed recs? I will probably do several sets of Thorin, Fili, and Kili, another of lady!dwarves, Battle of the Five Armies trauma art, baby non-Durin dwarves, AU art, Dis (with some Thorin, Frerin, and Fili and Kili's father), and I can scrape up some shippy art, though most of what I have is Fili/Kili and Thorin/Dwalin. Oh, I can definitely do one that's 100% beefcake dwarves, ehehehehe.
(I'm not entirely sure the painkillers -- Anadin, IDK, it was the first anti-inflammatory I saw -- are helping, but I think so? But who knows. My history with painkillers is generally a failure except for menstrual cramps and the time I had my wisdom teeth out, where my mother threw away the Vicodin I'd been prescribed after three days because she was afraid I'd get addicted to it. So instead I took massive amounts of ibuprofen. I never took painkillers for cramps until I hit college -- it took me almost a year in university to come around to the idea that taking painkillers wasn't an admission of personal weakness or a failing. I was in marching band one time, when we did an especially long practice route and my band director told us that we might be sore from it the next day and to take some aspirin before going to bed. I was in complete shock -- an authority figure! Telling us to take painkillers! (I don't remember if this is when I was still playing flute or after I switched to bari sax, which is a thirty-five pound chunk of metal suspended from your neck or shoulders, depending on whether you used a neckstrap or a harness. (I normally used a harness, though I marched a couple of runs with a neckstrap for various reasons -- at one point my harness broke; for a while I had a harness that had no padding whatsoever, so I wore a sweatshirt despite the fact that it was ninety degrees outside. Look, my self-preservation sucked in high school.) It could have been every year; I know that I occasionally ended up in a reasonable amount of pain as a result, but normally I didn't take anything for it.) The time in college I was sick enough to have a temperature and admit as much to a professor to get an extension on a paper I was incapable of writing, it took me several days to actually admit I was sick enough to go get OTC medication, and as for going to the health center, ha, no. The last time I was home I was searching through the house for some kind of ibuprofen for cramps, asked my dad, and he looked at me with utter incomprehension. "Why do you want painkillers? Are you in pain?" "Yes, Daddy, I have cramps." (We did not have any ibuprofen.) At this point, I'm fine with taking painkillers for cramps and keep Advil around for that reason, but painkillers have never worked for my back pain so I have a fairly default setting of assuming that they're just not going to help, though I'm willing to try them just in case. Generally I don't take painkillers if I'm sore or achy -- I think it generally does actually help then, but I don't actually mind it if I've earned it. But that's me.
...okay, that was way longer than I thought it would be, and wow, I have issues. And that's not even getting into my general reluctance to go see a medical professional, let alone tell them anything. (Like how I at least once or twice a year have to spend an hour lying flat on my back on the bathroom floor trying to decide whether I'm going to throw up or pass out or both, with no explanation why. To be fair, I also haven't told my parents (and this has been going on since at least high school). Or my recurring hip pain -- actually, I think I did bring that up to a doctor, and he was like, eh, whatever -- or the lockjaw-type-thingy I had for at least two years and occasionally threatens to reappear (as it has been doing the past month or so). Or the back pain that I've been having for three or four years, which painkillers don't touch. Or my anxiety issues and what I'm tentatively willing to call anxiety or panic attacks. (At least this year I haven't been having mood swings and paranoia. Like, whatever else this school year has done for me, at least it hasn't given me that.)
...wow, okay, I have issues that go beyond the physical. In conclusion, what you can get out of that is, no, I have not made an appointment with the health centre yet. (I have to *call them*. I HATE PHONES.)
*
After that, I feel like today's Hobbit art recs should be cuddly and happy-making. Let's see what I can find.
Bofur making toys for young Fili and Kili by
Gloin, his wife, and a young Gimli by
Ori sleeping in a giant knitting basket by
Young Frodo, Sam, Merry, and Pippin being watched over by Uncle Bilbo by
Thranduil and young Legolas by
Are there any requests for themed recs? I will probably do several sets of Thorin, Fili, and Kili, another of lady!dwarves, Battle of the Five Armies trauma art, baby non-Durin dwarves, AU art, Dis (with some Thorin, Frerin, and Fili and Kili's father), and I can scrape up some shippy art, though most of what I have is Fili/Kili and Thorin/Dwalin. Oh, I can definitely do one that's 100% beefcake dwarves, ehehehehe.
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Date: 2013-02-22 06:51 am (UTC)Texts and emails are fine but more than that, no.
It is a pity you can't get someone to make a call for you while you stay by their side ready to provide the necessary information.
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Date: 2013-02-22 02:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-22 02:36 pm (UTC)That's really stupid.
I mean shouldn't it be that if you're a student with a student ID and password and all the system SHOULD allow yyou to just sign up for an appointment?
(And the mental health counsellor system. wow. just wow)
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Date: 2013-02-22 02:39 pm (UTC)And for the Student Counselling Service... *headshake* It looks so innocent! And so straight-forward! And then you actually read the instructions and go, "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK." Not to mention that I know a few international students who don't have phones, so I don't know what the option is there.
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Date: 2013-02-22 02:41 pm (UTC)Aftr all, it's not like international students ever have problems like, oh, homesickness or adjustment issues or needing to cope in being in a different country...
Just wow.
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Date: 2013-02-22 02:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-22 02:45 pm (UTC)A WEEK.
How ... ridiculous! D:
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Date: 2013-02-22 02:47 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-22 02:48 pm (UTC)Which idiot designed it?
Which idiot thought, "Oh, everyone would have their phone with them at all times and would ENVER run out of battery or be, you know, IN CLASS?"
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Date: 2013-02-22 02:51 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-22 02:52 pm (UTC)i mean i don't have anxiety issues, but this system would make me very reluctant to go and seek help, when it's already difficult enoguh for me to go to the health centre on walk in just because it's on the other side of campus.
add in a stupid 'phone first!' thing and I would never go in.
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Date: 2013-02-22 02:55 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-22 02:56 pm (UTC)Is the university so OLD that it didn't have a health center before and thus needed to have one appenhended beside it? o_O
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Date: 2013-02-22 03:00 pm (UTC)The health centre is next to the main campus, next to one of the off-campus dorms, IIRC.
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Date: 2013-02-22 03:01 pm (UTC)just... weird.
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Date: 2013-02-22 03:02 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2013-02-22 03:03 pm (UTC)I guess it's just good that the health centre isn't on top of a hill in the next town.