Not, all things considered, a rousing success.

[mrissa]

That was less successful than I generally hope for going to bed to be.

My nose is now bleeding for no apparent reason, and the minute the lights go out, my brain insists on inserting another dimension's perpendicular into my perception of my surroundings. Also if I lie on my front, it feels like I am about to slide off the bed feet first; if I lie on my back, it feels like I am about to slide off the bed head first (and occasionally curving around to the rightish), and if I lie on my side, it feels like I'm going to do a widening nautilus spiral around the axis of curling up, with some of the curve being in the aforementioned new, nonexistent dimension.

Some people pay money for drugs to feel like this. I don't care what you say about the price of oatmeal, those people are dumb and should, if that's their interest, save up for better drugs.

Also, a thorough grounding in the theory of Hilbert spaces is not the comfort I generally find it to be. Et tu, Math Methods?

Comments

[mkille.livejournal.com]

Bleh. Very sorry.

[reveritas.livejournal.com]

MEH!

lord, this sounds tiresome (i'm trying out my minnesotan-as-a-second-language skills here).

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Tiresome. Yes. Good on you, that was very good Minnesotan.

I have replaced the nosebleed with Folger's crystals a crashing headache. Let's see who notices.

Wait! Me! I notice!

Darn.

[guppiecat]

Velcro bedsheets?

[voidmonster.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure Hilbert space isn't listed in the design specs for the 'going to sleep' module.

Are you preparing for interdimensional travel and you just haven't told us yet? It's okay, you can tell us. Really!

Also, this nosebleed-to-headache miracle -- kind of an odd choice. Not inconsistent with interdimensional travel, mind, but I'm having a hard time figuring out how it's a good thing.

[one-undone.livejournal.com]

Ack! Sounds miserable, my dear. I'm so sorry. Have you a recliner you might try to sleep in? Perhaps not-quite-flat would be a better sleep position for you with the vertigo? Or have you already tried that one? I'm sure you must've tried just about anything by now to manage it. :/ Wish I had something more than good wishes to offer you.

::hugs::

[redbird]

Oh, dear, that does not sound like a pleasant way to spend your night.

[talimena.livejournal.com]

Well, that's no good at all. The sliding and nosebleed (and headache) would be quite bad enough; there's no need for a new dimension to jump in.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Dude, we have a dog. She's staying with the grandmonkeys until markgritter gets back, but still.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

If I am, nobody's told me yet. Which, y'know, they might not. I suspect that interdimensional travel agents are probably less organized than athenais and therefore less likely to get one's information to one on time.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Good wishes are still appreciated.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

It does seem sort of like piling on, doesn't it?

[zwol.livejournal.com]

Bother, said Pooh.

Scritches?

[diatryma.livejournal.com]

The only time I've had anything like that happen to me was deliberate and lasted about fifteen seconds; the last ten, I clung desperately to a doorframe because it kept snapping back to stationary.

I'm sorry. I hope it gets better.

[talimena.livejournal.com]

Indeed. Dimensions these days, no manners at all.

[dd-b.livejournal.com]

Well, if headaches are caused by overpressure, and the nosebleed was relieving an overpressure, and then stopped...no, I can't really take this seriously, because nosebleeds don't move enough volume to make a pressure difference (not the ones that stop by themselves and don't kill you, anyway). Also it's too scary, so never mind.

Sorry you had such an eventful night.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Yah, we are banking on it not being that kind of headache.

Only one head-exploder per household! Maximum!

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Ista is not home to receive scritches. I think she probably would have made things worse anyway, by dancing around worriedly and trying to heal my nose.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Doorframes are our friends.

[sam-t.livejournal.com]

Oh, the fun you could have with a small poodle and velcro. She'd bounce at something, and just ... stay there.

"Um, can somebody come and lend a hand? The dog has got stuck to the ceiling again..."

[papersky.livejournal.com]

Tiresome. Very.

On the bright side, I'm getting quite a long list of things I'd rather have my leg than, which can be a comfort at bad moments.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

It turns out that repetition does not make this sort of sensation more tolerable, it merely makes it weird and scary and boring. Which hardly seems fair.

But that's a good bright side to think of.

[careswen.livejournal.com]

I've spent much of the day catching up on two weeks of LJ, so in regard to your travel/wheelchair/vertigo non-fun, you have two weeks of accumulated virtual hugs right here. Real ones to be provided this eve.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Much appreciated.