Symptoms, Thoughts


So I have this lovely book my boyfriend bought me for our anniversary. It’s the Barnes and Noble Jane Austen collection of seven novels. It’s gorgeous, and it’s perfect for me since I’ve been wanting to read more Jane Austen. The only problem is that the text is tiny, and difficult to read, especially since my eye problems in May.

I tried to use reading glasses by putting them over my regular glasses, but the frame of the reading glasses is too small for my huge head. The reading glasses helped a lot, but it can be painful to try reading with a pair of glasses that’s too small that you’re trying to balance on top of your regular glasses.

So I started talking to my mom about it, and she said I should get bifocals. I don’t want bifocals. I’m 27. I’m too young for bifocals. At least, that’s what I keep feeling even though I know I shouldn’t really feel that way. If I need it, then I need it. I’m still not sold. I’d almost rather still get another pair of reading glasses, maybe bigger ones this time, and use those on top of my regular glasses. I guess I’ll see.

Symptoms, Thoughts, Uncategorized

Sleep Sucks

I’m not sleeping. When I get to sleep “early,” I sleep at 11:30. A normal night is 1:30 or 2 am. Then I have to get up at 7 or so, and start my day. I go through my whole day exhausted, until about 10 pm, at which time I’m practically wide awake and don’t want anything to do with sleep.

I’ve. Tried. Everything.

I’ve stopped drinking caffeine after 4 pm.

I don’t take naps during the day, hoping that will help me sleep.

I get up early to do things, and make sure I keep doing things all day.




I’m still not sleeping until around 1:30 or 2 am. I don’t really even know what to do at this point. Even Benadryl, which usually makes me so sleepy I literally cannot stay awake, doesn’t help me sleep. If anything, I actually feel more like crap the next day after taking it.

So, I’m at a loss. And I started googling to see if my exhaustion, and my sleeplessness is related to the ankylosing spondylitis, and found a study that seemed to conclude that fatigue is in fact related to AS. The study was, of course, comprised of all men, so I’m not sure what that means for me. Am I just some strange genetic anomaly? I have AS, but it’s as severe for me as it is for a man, even though I should be better off. My sister had problems with iritis, but never really followed up on anything. It’s possible she suffers from the same stuff, too, but she self-medicates so heavily that maybe it just doesn’t bug her anymore than her hangovers do. So where that leaves me, I don’t know. I feel like I’m in limbo, and it’s still another week before I see my primary care doctor and who knows how long after that before I finally see a rheumatologist. Hopefully it will be a quick referral.

Fingers crossed.


Harry Potter and the Cursed Child Review

What can I say about this play? It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be? Is it okay to say that? I had seen spoilers about this a month or two ago, read them, and went “You have got to be kidding me” because the spoilers read like bad fanfiction. Like awful fanfiction. You know the kind.

In some respects, it really was like bad fanfiction. The villain, for example, was just not fleshed out at all. I have no idea who she is, other than her familial connections (I am trying to avoid big spoilers here, guys). She really just felt like a plot device and not a character. Boring.

Albus and Harry had this thing going on that I didn’t quite understand. Like Albus gets sorted into Slytherin, and everyone’s making fun of him being a Potter in Slytherin, and Harry doesn’t even reassure him? What’s wrong with you, Harry? Why aren’t you telling your son it doesn’t matter if he’s in Slytherin? Why are you (minor spoiler ahead) telling him he needs friends then trying to separate him from his only friend? WHY HARRY WHY?!?!?!

In a lot of ways, Harry’s behavior did feel organic. I didn’t feel like he was terribly out of character because he never had a parental example to learn from (whose parenting is he going to look up to? The Dursleys?). So while I had problems with how Harry acted, well, I’ve been having problems with the way Harry acts since like book 4. Harry can be a stubborn ass and doesn’t always see things from others’ points of view, and that’s just how he is. This isn’t any different when it comes to his son.

To make this short, I hated the plot, and hated the villain. I loved Albus and Scorpius. I did not feel like I wasted my time reading the play, and may read it again sometime, but will probably not buy the collector’s edition that is coming out later or even a physical copy of it. If you like Harry Potter, and you don’t mind going through a bad plot to see lovely characters being lovely, then go ahead and pick it up. If you’re sick and tired of time travel, then try reading something else.