(( Because this just needs to be here. ))
(( Another update- they doubled my dosage from a 10mg to a 20mg… And though I’m happily depression and mood swing free, I’m still sick. Sicker, really. Dizzy spells, nausea after I eat, and a constant headache. I can’t sleep at night hardly at all. Last night I got /maybe/ an hour of sleep… I got about four the night before so I was moderately alright, but I got a severe sunburn yesterday while fishing/swimming with my class. So, yuck.
Tomorrow… or tonight, rather, in about an hour I’m going to be a Senior. I’ve been busy busy with that too.
I don’t seem to have the energy to be online anymore. Maybe after ring ceremony and testing I’ll be back off Hiatus, but for now I’m definitely still out. ))
(( ihsbvfvh I love this man.
LOKI, HIDDLESTON, jbfvfrkbvrvdb
Going to see The Avengers for second time tomorrow!
And I’m also still on Hiatus. I’m on new medication that REALLY WORKS! But- it makes me ill, and I’ve barely even felt like getting online. The doc says it’s normal and that I should feel better soon.. Hope so! Love you guys!
… Miss Saix’s straightforwardness was… Shocking, considering it was coming from someone who spent their days working with small children. It was not something that Xemnas had not delt with before, and it probably wouldn’t be the last time. It was apart of his job, really, but most of the people that came on to him were either drunk, high, or otherwise delusional. “I’m inclined to disagree, but then again, there aren’t very many ‘someones’ that catch my fancy enough to earn such a thing.”
The doctor tilts his head to the side a bit, and once again raises an eyebrow to give the Miss a look. The ‘are you serious’ look be often gave patients when they didn’t listen to his orders and ended right back in the emergency room. “Walking a couple of miles on a twisted ankle is probably one of the worst things you can do, you realize that, right? Not only does it cause uneccesary pain, but it could potentially cause the ligaments to tear more, or in severe cases, damage the nerves….”
He knew he was going to regret this, he knew it.
“I could drive you there and set it properly for you if you’d like.”
“Mm, but I’ve managed it, haven’t I?” Saix purred again, letting his voice and eyes do the work for him, body wasn’t needed at this point, just an extra addition, “You’ve been stood here for fifteen minutes and you haven’t even checked your pager yet. And I know, how terrible, a teacher with some form of sexual interest in other adults - it quite goes against the grain of the thing. As does a doctor with little interest, if I believe all those terrible medical shows I try not to watch.” Reminding the man of his duty might get him out of a healthcare lecture… oh, no, there it was.
He tried to look suitably chastened - big man like this probably liked to be in charge, liked to be listened to, but that was okay, because Saix liked to take orders, when he wasn’t in a school environment. He had enough innocent faces to last a whole dungeon set, five minutes with an inexperienced dom were not going to bother him one little bit. The offer, however, pushed him out of the almost professionally ‘I’m obeying’ face - that wasn’t expected. Perhaps he was more tempting than he thought he was.
“Well, I wouldn’t want you to go out of your way.” he said, smiling a little, letting the warmth reach his eyes, “And if that’s important business you’re meant to be attending to, then don’t worry about it. I should really.. get a car, or drive, but I live out on the hill.” He pointed to where the high hill rose above the town, and his house perched on top, with an unrivalled view of the surrounding land, “I’m a fair way out, and away from any neighbours save the empty place about half a mile along, so… don’t feel like you have to.” Please drive me home, he wanted to say, drive me home and come in, make the house less empty, kiss me, make my bed less empty, hold me there and take what you want from me. He couldn’t say the words, though.
“You must be nearly the only person who lives in the town who drives,” he said, smiling again, “Most of us don’t bother with cars, it’s why the parking is so terrible.”
(( I forgot what the page was going to be about to begin with, ffffff! ))
He had honestly forgotten about the message he had recieved earlier.. He had knocked down, chewed out, and finally, flirted with, all by the same person, so who could really blame him? It wasn’t something that happened often ( he could count the times on one hand ) and it wasn’t going to become a habit. But it does give him a bit of a jolt, and makes him shift his groceries in his arms until he could get at his work cell, running his fingers over the screen smoothly to unlock it and read the message.
With a scoff, he puts the phone back away, and shakes his head. “Those terrible medical shows are terribly inaccurate representations. Contrary to popular belief, or what a few of the less modest employees would like, nothing goes on in the medicine rooms, the supply closet, or in the lounge. If, by any small chance it does happen.. there probably isn’t an encore. There are cameras absolutely everywhere, and gossips can’t keep their mouths shut.” That sounded a bit… Well thought-out, but the doctor didn’t care. It was true, and those medical dramas on television irked him to no end.
“It is nothing that requires my immediate attention, if my attention at all… Just a stubborn patient checking out earlier than I advised.” He shrugs, letting his eyes wander to the large hill overlooking the town. He should have known this strange Miss wouldn’t live in a simple flat, no, that was far too ordinary.
“I would rather take you now, than have to fight with you later at the hospital when it gets worse.” The doctors answers truthfully, walking past the bluenette slowly, “My car is a few blocks away, though. The parking is beyond terrible…” He was from the city, where you had to have a car, because nothing was just simply in walking distance, and it was safer than risking being mugged on the streets.
(( I haven’t posted in the last two days, and I know that people are waiting on replies from me. I apologize for that. I’ll get to them eventually, I just can’t think straight right now. It happens, sometimes, I just have to wait it out. I’ve tried to type up a few posts, honest. I just… can’t get the thoughts straight in my head, and I get frustrated, which only makes it worse. I can’t concentrate on schoolwork either, which is… lovely, considering I have finals this week.
I’m starting a new medication probably tomorrow… Stronger, more risks, blah. That also means I’m going to have to stop taking my current medication cold turkey and switch… I’m dreading that, honestly. Even though it doesn’t work 100%, when I don’t take my medicine I can tell. And I get sick. The one and only time I tried even changing the time of day I took it, I ended up in the hospital. Passed out in class and had a seizure, had to stay there overnight, scared everyone to death.))