~Beadsville~

Lo and behold, it lives

So! I managed to not die and instead get better. How's that for a lucky break, eh? The past two days marked a slow turn towards improvement when I found myself able to swallow/breathe/talk without the aid of medication *takes a bow*

This has got to be the sickest I've ever been, scarily enough. It totally didn't help that, despite my horrible condition, there was no medical help available for me. Sympathy alone doesn't exactly cure anything ¬¬ Although the love from you guys definitely helped me push through :3

That's part of the reason I posted during the sickness. A kind of accountability, if you will. The more people who cared about me that knew about my condition, and wished I got better, the more reason it gave me to hang in there. Even if I didn't believe it'd ever get better I couldn't give up when there were those who still had hope for me :)

Mmmmmkay, moving on ^^; On Monday I go back to work and already they've scheduled me for 3 days with paid hours, lol. They take good care of me *is spoiled* _^_

As a last little note: I'm trying to write a little bit. An idea came to me last week and today I buckled down to poke at it. We'll see where I end up >.>;;; *sleeps*

Yesterday = whoops

Mom and dad went off to Gothenburg to help one of the sisters move around 11-ish in the morning. I stayed home. Kept awake for a couple of minutes, went to bed, slept for a moment, got on the computer for a couple of minutes, went back to bed, and repeated this process until the parents came home in the evening.

I went downstairs and suddenly felt very washed out, imminent pass-out creeping upon me. Shakily dashed up the stairs and into the bathroom. Stayed on the floor for a little while. Managed to stumble out to the couch where I laid in a groggy haze. Mom came up, took my condition surprisingly calmly by asking what to feed me. Answered porridge. Managed to sit up and swallow two spoons. Mom suggested hot cocoa and a sandwich, to which I agreed. Wobbled down the stairs. Sat by the table at first but quickly moved to the living room floor with my eats. Gave up on trying to eat one or two gulps of cocoa and two tiny nibbles on the sandwich later.

Switched between lying on the floor and sitting up straight, shaking like those with Parkinson do, zoning out to the point of being minimum conscious. Mom made a call and then dad drove us in to the hospital. They put me in bed in a room, adorned my wrist with the little band featured in the picture above, checked my pulse, blood pressure, breathing and glucose (?) (which was high and attributed to not having eaten anything since early that morning). Then another nurse came to wheel me over to a room where the ear-nose-throat doctor would look me over.

-- It's very surreal to experience first-hand seeing the ceiling tiles dash past your eyes and being vaguely aware of the hospital surroundings, instead of watching someone else go through it on the tv screen. --

Felt slightly more aware by this point. Doctor checked me out and she figured it'd turned out this way due to my troubles with breathing/sleeping/eating properly and trying to deal with a viscous illness. She also stated what previous people had already said "go home, rest, wait for results, that's all there is to it right now, you don't have anything we can treat right now". And so we did.

So, basically, my body broke down a little yesterday. Today we're all helping out in repairing it back to health. Unfortunately it'll take a bit longer to feel better than I thought, but at least I'm staying alive, eh? *winks at James*

Sorry for putting this up here but I figured you guys should know what's going down. Not that I think it'll get any worse from here on in... probably. I will survive and all that jazz :]

Escalation

monday - go to work. start ok then feel decline in health. sore throat, fever. delerious by evening. whimpering from helplessness. *

tuesday - more of the same. very high fever throughout the day. *

wednesday - throat even more hurting. can barely swallow. phlegmy coughing. nose blocked right above where throat is swollen, causing gag-coughing. minimum access to air. fever up and down. *

thursday - the same. dry couugh. go to after-hours clinic. swab shows something. after 2 hours i can't wait longer for doctor to show up. go home. *

today - dizzy. throat sore, feels like a broken whistle where the little ball inside it is stuck and working with the nose to block airways. wake up with superdry mouth twice. worry mom with lack of breathing. fever acting up. saw a doctor who took a swab for culture test. will know on monday or tuesday. can't sleep. can't stay awake.

* sleep difficult. go to bed around 3-4 in the morning. toss, turn, "sleep" altogether 3 or so hours with many interruptions. hard to breathe.

Being sick is a superb loophole

I got sick a couple of hours ago. I meant to only post this post and then go to bed but now a neighbour is making loud noises with a machine, lolzeraft. Oh well. Maybe I wanted to play some Tai Pei anyway. And there's always the guest room to nap in.

Before I go, a question popped into my head as my delirious brain waited for the bus I ended up not taking. It'd be fun to see what you guys answer, if you're up for it.

What kind of guy do you see me with?

Like, personality traits, maybe even how he'd look, and whatever else. And if you haven't thought about it before now (which I doubt many have), then what a splendid opportunity I'm giving you, eh?

Now.... do I stay awake and enjoy this delirium or try to sleep it off.... hmmm. tough cookie.

PS: There are two adored members by the name Jonathon, albeit spelling it slightly different. We're all very blessed.

I choose you, Jonathon :o

Note to self: Hurry! Post before you're drawn in by Tai Pei again or get sidetracked by menial things!!!

I wanted to talk scatteredly briefly on two shows that Des and Dagger brought up in their recently posted posts: Kaleido Star and Nabari no Ou. Having tackled the first in this post I'll save the latter for when my next bout of focus occurs. Sorry Daggeroo ^^;

Apologies if this post comes off as poorly conducted. It was really meant to be a smaller comment on Des's post, though it then turned into an excuse to force myself to write something beyond my days at work ^^;

PS: Jonathon is not only the name of an adored member around here, it's also the name of the seal in Kaleido Star *giggles*

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Kaleido Star - My younger sister recommended this one to me after having seen a couple of episodes at a friends place. The main drawing point, to her, was Fool, if I recall correctly xD

The first arc was absolutely wonderful. It balanced everything so well with both character development and story progression. Sora's journey flowed with such ease, which, in a way, is ironic when you consider it wasn't actually straightforward by any means. But it also made her progression/success that much more sensible; all the more lovely to watch. She still struggled through hardships after having won Layla's recognition and throughout the duration of preparing/performing The Big Act.

Speaking of which, that part is like a convoluted showcase of Kaleido Star's brilliancy. Just thinking about it gives me chills. Despite being almost bitter to swallow, the finale was so perfectly composed that it nigh on broke my heart. It sure set up the stage for part two, "New Wings", to put it mildly :P

But maybe it did its job too well. Where the first season pulled off exactly composed "interludes" where Sora and Co faced a massive threat to their life on Kaleido Stage, season two felt very jarring in that aspect. I had no real issues with Mai and her persistent usurpation of Sora, even though it got tiring to see Sora constantly fail to step up to the plate as she had in the past. Leon was a thrill from beginning to end, in spite of the time it took to unfold his character.

What bugged me to the point of almost giving up on it was "Sora's conflict-free stage", with all the contradictions and stalling it caused. They pretty much dumbed down/voided what had been accomplished in the first installment. It seemed very out of character for Sora to go through that emofused stage for so long*. Even with the finale rapidly approaching the misplaced angst was prolonged absurdly.

[*Ok, ok, I do understand on some level it's relevancy with Layla gone + Mai pushing her way to the stage + Leon messing everyone up. I still don't approve! >.>]

BUT! Then the switch was finally turned. Way too sudden but oh-so-welcomed ;_; That same feeling I got from the first finale settled in my heart and it was beautiful. All the pieces fell into place equally precisely. Everyone was in character while taking a leap forward at the same time. THIS was truly the Grande Finale~ in double-coated glory that concluded that Kaleido Stage was more vibrantly alive and glorious than ever.

And so, while my love primarily belongs to Season 1, it was beyond worth while hanging in there to be rewarded with such a splendid ending as the one Kaleido Star: New Wings spoiled me with =)