Archive for January, 2009

A grief observed

Monday, January 19th, 2009

The chiropractor has suggested that I cut down on my time at the computer for the next little while, and I am actually listening to him. My back is feeling a bit better, so it is possible that my time away from the keyboard is helping me.

An online friend of mine died recently, and since she was not someone I knew from the mental health blogosphere, any time that I have been spending online has been elsewhere, as those of us who knew her deal with the emotional fallout and try to organize things to do in her memory.

I didn’t know her extremely well, but she was a lovely person who always had a kind word to say and never got caught up in petty Internet drama. And she was so young. I am heartbroken about this, and I feel so bad for her family.

I’ve had an Internet friend die from suicide before, and now I’m discovering that it isn’t any better or any worse to have one die from natural causes. It’s just different. And it sucks every bit as much.

Insomnia and the hole in the universe

Monday, January 5th, 2009

Really, really bad insomnia last night. I haven’t been sleeping well in a while, but this was particularly brutal. I went to bed early (for me), around eleven, and it took me a couple of hours to get to sleep, which isn’t unusual (for me), but then I kept waking up repeatedly all night, which is unusual for me. Ugh. Then when I got up for the day, instead of feeling tired, I was all jittery and wired. It was as if the one cup of coffee I’d had the previous day had suddenly multiplied to about six cups. No, I don’t usually drink coffee, but it still shouldn’t affect me that strongly.

My back does not feel any better after the first treatment with the chiropractor, but at least it also doesn’t feel any worse. Plus, now I know that my back can make sounds like a bowl of Rice Krispies, which I suppose is sort of interesting.

Polly says her back hurts

Sunday, January 4th, 2009

I’m having some back problems lately, so I haven’t been spending as much time sitting at the computer as usual. I’m doing better than I was, but since over-the-counter painkillers, time, and alcohol have not cured it completely, I’m going to try seeing a chiropractor. Here’s hoping that this will help.

Mood-wise, I am doing pretty well. A bit angsty lately, but I suspect that is PMS speaking. At least I hope so, because then it would also explain my current desire to eat all of the chocolate in the world.

Excuse me, I now must go lie on fluffy pillows and read mystery novels.