Kaleidoscope - bobo

Limping

noreply@blogspirit.com (Lady Iphigenia) — Wed, 04 Apr 2007 13:40:00 -0400

Lily is limping. I don't know what happened, did she jump too high? Fell down from the sofa? Get her foot caught in the cage while she was going out for a walk?

I'm worried, but I've read there to wait 24h in case of a sprain to see if it gets better before bringing her to the vet.

*UPDATE* April 7, 2007: I decided not to take her to the vet because 1) it's too expensive, 2) bunnies in the nature don't have anyone who takes x-rays for a sprained ankle. She just got out of her cage hopping around with all her legs, but once in a while with her "bad" leg up again... I think she is getting better, just not at the top of her shape yet. :)

What I should have said...

noreply@blogspirit.com (Lady Iphigenia) — Fri, 09 Mar 2007 22:05:00 -0500

... instead of the polite message: "Agh... I'm too tired to come too work today too. I need to rest".

"My head is full of shit, I can't think, I don't know what I'm saying. I'm sick and tired of being sick."

This was my thought on Thursday before crashing on my bed for the whole day (and sleeping 14 hours that night).

My voice is slowly coming back now. :)

Aphone

noreply@blogspirit.com (Lady Iphigenia) — Tue, 06 Mar 2007 16:36:00 -0500

Je suis pas souvent malade, mais quand ça attaque, c'est souvent la voix qui prend. Je suis aphone (plus de voix). Longs dodos, boire beaucoup de liquides (thé, jus d'orange, soupe), Stepsils (ceux au citron & miel sont mes préférés!), et encore dodo (j'ai mal aux yeux).

Too many things, too little time...

noreply@blogspirit.com (Lady Iphigenia) — Wed, 15 Nov 2006 22:45:00 -0500

This article might be messy, but my mind doesn't cooperate with my prolific thoughts :)

D received a negative answer from the church of France. They can't afford to help us, they won't do anything... which means that we won't be going to England or France (for now... 'cause only God knows what's reserved for us later). It was only another disappointment, but strangely we learned the news on a day when I had been thinking to myself that Canada is not such a bad country. Long time ago when I was bored of living in France I had dreamed of leaving in Canada... Plus, my jobs are not the best, but at least I have work to do!

I finished reading The Chronicles of Narnia and Sixty Million Frenchmen can't be wrong (as briefly discussed there). I've started A Study in Scarlet as well (how Watson met Sherlock Holmes: the beginning!). I'm a serial reader.

Saturday, my Darling and I spent some time in the pet store. We haven't bought anything, but I'm considering getting a bunny or a hamster for Christmas (or my B-day, since it's almost all-in-one in my case). Maybe I am still under the illusion that there are surely talking animals in this world (or in a parallel one). I’ve never had a pet at home (I’m not counting the disastrous experience with the golden fishes that kept dying one after the other, nor the snails that I use to keep in a jar). D told me, “Why not a cat?”, but I wouldn’t care about a cat. I like dogs, but while living in an apartment, it would be rather uncomfortable (for us and the dog, people don’t think of these things sometimes: a dog needs to run! Walk! Be outside!).
I’m rather undecided yet.

On another note, my doctor told me that I should lose some weight. I knew it, but hearing it from her gave me a shock. Needless to say that I am not going to drive to work anymore, no more excuses. My bike is my best friend (eheh). Otherwise she said that I'm healthy... the muscle of my shoulder that becomes a bump when it tenses (and hurts like hell!) is very commun apparently! All is well then: less food, healthier (junk food doesn't agree with my stomach anyway), more exercises (if I find some time, I'd like to swim again regularly).

lalalilola

Bibibi, j'ai un bobo!

noreply@blogspirit.com (Lady Iphigenia) — Sun, 01 Oct 2006 21:00:00 -0400

Le muscle de mon épaule gauche (au-dessus de l'omoplate, par là) a recommencé à me faire mal. Alors oui, ça veut dire que je suis crevée-fatiguée, mais je n'ai pas encore trouvé la raison... Peut-être le changement de saison?

C'était un genre de surprise-panique en prenant ma douche vendredi soir: je lavais mes cheveux et tout à coup je touche un genre de bosse derrière le cou! P'taing! J'ai appelé Dada: "Viens voir ce truc!". La peur de ma vie. À moitié hypocondriaque que je suis, je m'imaginai déjà avec un cancer, mourir jeune, c'est pas juste la vie... (Il faut dire que cette année, il y a eu John qui est décédé du cancer, et la maman de Maga qui est en chimio en ce moment, et le père d'une de mes élève... J'ose pas imaginer qui sera le prochain)

Pourtant je peux maintenant relativiser et affirmer que j'ai déjà ressentit cette douleur musculaire. Je dois avoir quelque chose de déplacé depuis quelques années... Il y a quelques hivers, après un entraînement de water-polo, j'étais même allée voir un médecin qui n'avait rien fait: "Tant qu'il n'y a rien de cassé, il faut laisser passer". Les toubib qu'est-ce qu'ils sont cons! (jusqu'à preuve du contraire, j'en ai jamais rencontré un qui me donne un bon conseil...)

Samedi soir nous avions prévus aller au pot-luck dinner (chacun apporte quelque chose) de nos amis Bengalis (du Bengladesh), j'étais en train de préparer les empanadas (10 au thon, 10 aux épinards/fromage, cette fois), mais j'ai réalisé que je n'avais pas l'énergie pour sortir. Alors on les a mangé tout seuls nos empanadas (j'm'en plaindrais pas, y'en avais encore pour midi aujourd'hui, héhé).

Tout cela pour dire que si ça continue j'en parlerai à ma docteure qui me dirigera sûrement vers un/e spécialiste... (à suivre!)

*Note à part: Les Chroniques de Gnargnia (Narnia, pour les puristes) c'est chouette! Je viens de finir le 4ème livre et je continue mes aventures magiques.

Sables mouvants

noreply@blogspirit.com (Lady Iphigenia) — Sun, 06 Aug 2006 00:30:00 -0400

Démons et merveilles
Vents et marées
Au loin déjà la mer s'est retirée
Et toi
Comme une algue doucement caressée par le vent
Dans les sables du lit tu remues en rêvant
Démons et merveilles
Vents et marées
Au loin déjà la mer s'est retirée
Mais dans tes yeux entrouverts
Deux petites vagues sont restées
Démons et merveilles
Vents et marées
Deux petites vagues pour me noyer.

Jacques Prevert (Paroles)

Wednesday, I started feeling my legs a bit sore each time I bent down to look at the bottom shelves in the bookstore (I bought myself the Chronicles of Narnia).
Wednesday night, I didn't sleep very well. The muscles of my back were hurting as well. Every hour I would wake up with a different pain, more intense.
Thursday, I went to work feeling like crap. I ignored my bicycle and drove instead. I would feel my legs as if I had run marathon the day before, but it wasn't the case, and I couldn't find an explanation for the rest of my aching body.
Thursday night, surprisingly I had a good night's sleep.
Friday, my legs were repaired, my shoulders still hurt.
Friday night, it seems all the pain I had over the past 3 days decided to concentrate on my left shoulder.
It has been the same the whole day today.

I'm not very courageous, I cry from pain.

D also got something similar, but since he is stronger and not working (he had time to rest), it did pass quicker on him. We think it's a virus. A nasty one, in my opinion.