Enemy of Entropy

The interview we did is up!
Chronic Pain and Sex: a Couple’s Gentle Battle With Fibromyalgia

I’m pleased with it. There are very few, mostly immaterial inaccuracies.

Yes, it was another date night. Yay! (They are the highlights of my week, with good reason.) The girl went out on a date, so we had the house to ourselves.

It still feels odd, at times, not to have any kids around, and not to even be worried about picking them up. We like the young man she’s dating, so we feel fairly good about her being out with him, and don’t get very nervous. Still, there’s a certain level of awareness that never seems to go away when you can’t personally verify your child’s immediate wellbeing.

In any case, it was a lovely evening. I do love my Sam, and he never does stop spoiling me.

Today was the monthly visit to the pain doc, which requires trekking across town to Fascist County. It was somewhat amusing to see “Drought Threat Level 4 Measures in Effect!” right next to CVS watering their little patch of grass.

The doctor doubled my breakthrough pain med, so that I’m allowed to take it more often. Maybe that’ll help.

It’s always nice to have that time with Sam, although I feel bad that he has to take time off to get me there. We try to schedule multiple appointments, but one of Katie’s doctors just totally flaked today, so that one had to be rescheduled. The orthodontist appointment had been rescheduled to allow for that appointment, so now we have that to look forward to, too. Oh joy.

When Katie and I were out on Monday, we found that two places we needed to go to were closed for Confederate Memorial Day. Excuse me? Since when is it a state holiday? I know we didn’t take that day off from school when I was growing up, not even in Alabama. When did this resurgence occur–as backlash for MLK Day, maybe? I find it ridiculous.

Not the nice, Johnny Depp kind, no. The pillage/rape/murder sort, spiced up with demon-worshipping shark people.

Tonight was date night, and I was impatient to be back to our game. We’d left off at a very unresolved point the last time we played, before the weekend. It would be almost impossible for someone else to enter that game at this point, so we played other things while Hope was visiting. I didn’t mind, but when you’re in the middle of sneaking in to a pirate kingdom warded by psionic killers, you really, really want to know if you’ll make it out again!

Katie went out with her beau and friends, and Sam brought dinner home. He had to run errands before coming home, which we try to avoid on Wednesday nights, especially, but sometimes it happens.

Warning: Gaming recap next. Skip if you hate such things.

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I have an SBQ to post, but it’ll have to wait.

I’m loving having Hope here for a visit. She’s great company, and certainly easy on the eyes. She’s been marvelously patient with my need to sleep so much and the fact that I’m dopey from fibro fogs and medications.

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