I Found Myself... Inside An Ice Cream Truck
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Again - here, alive, and with most of my body parts functioning the way they used to. I've got a lot of updating to do, but y'know what? Today is Caleb's last full day, tonight is the last night he'll be here. Right now, between the twitching and the aches and the very-much-sickness, that's all I can manage. I'll live, I'll be fine in a week or two - technically in the middle of next week, which is when I'll get to see my doctor about this - and (hah, thought I'd lost the end of the sentance, didn't you) I'll be able to see about cutting back on medication if it is the problem.

And no, Ryan-my-love, it is NOT the amatrypteline (or however it's spelled). I'll explain the whys of that once I'm home.

*sighs, curling up into a little ball of tiny* Oh, hey... OryCon scheduling is up another $10 dollars.

Geh.

I'm going to go be violently ill and/or eat.

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