When it’s not one thing, it’s always another.

I get the most peculiar spam comments.

It’s gotten to the point that if, and invariably when, I get spam comments, I use Sweep to get rid of them.

At any rate, not long ago the special effects “wizard” from the fifteenth season of Supernatural decided to start shit online that was pretty much all manner of +phobic. It got to the point where he quickly made it clear that he was reveling in the extra attention, so a lot of people backed off once they had seen for themselves that was actually the case. Since I don’t like taking comment and post blocks on social media sites, I kept all of my interactions with him civil even though they were not polite as he had not given me any reason to be polite to him. But he did respond to something that I posted about him regarding his failure to understand what virtue signaling really is, and he patronizingly called me “kiddo” in the comment back to me. I reminded him that I will soon be thirty-five years old and hardly a “kiddo” by the definition of the word, and he didn’t correspond with me at all after that point. I suppose it really is for the better that he didn’t…

And then there was the old stick of “kids don’t know what gender or sexuality they are!”. Not true.

This show practically ruined itself by the last three episodes, and the last episode of the series in particular.

Given that Supernatural started before I had either one of my children and was still able-bodied, it will obviously take me some time to “get over” this, assuming that I do at all. Many people invested a lot of their emotions into this show just for everything to go sour at the end, and I empathize with their frustrations.

I should have done this awhile ago…

For the most part, I’ve transferred my neurological care from the neurologist that I was seeing one town over to the local pain management clinic here in my city. My primary care doctor was, and has been, in full support of this and thinks that it was (is? how do I phrase this?) the right thing to do. We discussed Botox when I was seen for the first time, which I am amenable to attempting… we just need to get insurance approval for it, or know that insurance denied the clinic’s attempt to seek approval for it from me so that we can appeal the denial. So far, no one relevant has heard anything back about whether it was denied or approved… so I guess that’s a waiting game, and we’ll see when we see. In the interim, and to have it on hand in the event that I need it, I’ve been prescribed Fioricet again, and we are currently working on getting me the highest dose and frequency of that medication which works, but not go beyond that unless we have to so that I don’t inure to it the same way triptans do in that they no longer work on me at all. “Fioricet is love, Fioricet is life” has become one of my biggest inside jokes, because to be honest, it works decently…

For me, for someone who very often doesn’t get a lot of pain relief other than by waiting it out, this is huge.

I also found out that I am on nearly the largest dose of Gabapentin. That is 3,000mg, and I am currently on 2,700mg. I’m also not sure if I’ve mentioned it here, but I’ve begun to develop peripheral neuropathy on my left side due to it… but as long as it helps migraines, which it does, I am reluctant to give that up unless I am made to give that up. The only major downside to this is that I am left-side dominant. My left ring finger, left pinkie finger, and the area going downward from that to my elbow is numb now. I also can’t bear weight on or with my left hand. But like I’ve said, if it makes a sizable dent in the pain, I am willing to live with all that.

The back of my left foot is also numb, which means that I have to be careful walking, but… see above, heh.

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