Fic Update and Brief Life Update
Jan. 8th, 2012 06:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
amberfocusCh. 2 of It Lies Unwritten is off to beta. I will probably post it tomorrow. This is one of the weirdest fics I've ever written. I'd say weirdest but I think We Are Relentless might be just that little bit weirder. I am figuring out exactly how chapter five is going to go. I hope when I'm done with this fic I will be able to start working on one of the works in progress, preferably Leap of Faith or You're What?
Oh, I got some new comments on A Life Unexpected over at the 'spoon. That always makes me smile as it was my first DW fic, so in a lot of ways it feels like my baby.
Now, I've got a boatload of comments to answer and probably should not procrastinate them any longer.
The hip and back seem to slowly be improving. Last night I only needed half a muscle relaxant and half a hydrocodone and today I'm functioning on 800 mg of Ibuprofen every six hours and ice packs. Still can't sit up for very long, though. Tomorrow I get back in the pool at physical therapy. We will see how that goes. I am hoping well, but part of me is afraid it will screw me up all over again.
Still up in the air about Dad, but I know that I can't take a long car trip at this point. Maybe I will be better enough in February. I know he won't even know the difference, his mind is too far gone, but I will. Mom got another call today and it seems like he is doing better. Apparently they had doubled the dosage on one of the pills that make him calm and non-combative and that messed with his reflexes.
Oh, I got some new comments on A Life Unexpected over at the 'spoon. That always makes me smile as it was my first DW fic, so in a lot of ways it feels like my baby.
Now, I've got a boatload of comments to answer and probably should not procrastinate them any longer.
The hip and back seem to slowly be improving. Last night I only needed half a muscle relaxant and half a hydrocodone and today I'm functioning on 800 mg of Ibuprofen every six hours and ice packs. Still can't sit up for very long, though. Tomorrow I get back in the pool at physical therapy. We will see how that goes. I am hoping well, but part of me is afraid it will screw me up all over again.
Still up in the air about Dad, but I know that I can't take a long car trip at this point. Maybe I will be better enough in February. I know he won't even know the difference, his mind is too far gone, but I will. Mom got another call today and it seems like he is doing better. Apparently they had doubled the dosage on one of the pills that make him calm and non-combative and that messed with his reflexes.
