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I didn't get any writing done yesterday. I'm not sure why. It was just a day to do no writing, I guess. Unusual for me; maybe I'm going through a bit of a dry spell. I've false-started Reservationists IV twice now. I'm making a third stab at it, giving the protagonist a roommate with which to catalyze and antagonize her a bit.

I got home to find [livejournal.com profile] riverheart and [livejournal.com profile] charlesks packing up some of the stuff from his bedroom and packing her truck. I'm grateful that they're working on returning our sewing and crafts space back to us, but really, guys, don't do it when you're so sick you can barely stand! Both of them were coughing up a lung here and there.

After a dinner of delicious ham casserole (which Omaha was sure she'd botched but turned out great, but Kouryou-chan didn't eat) I uploaded the Lord of the Rings: Return of the King trailer to the household fileserver so Omaha could watch it. Then we wandered over to the hospital for Omaha's overnight sleep study. She's been looking forward to this for months, so she can finally find out what's making her restless at night and denying her the deep sleep she needs.

"Hi, I'm Mike, I'll be your technician for the evening." Mike is a tall, scrawny, somewhat disheveled guy who looks like he belongs on a night shift. He gives Omaha a form to fill out while he goes to get the equipment they'll be using for the night. We notice the window. It's completely black, making us wonder if it's a real window or just something to decorate the room and make us think it's an ordinary room. We try the window, and it opens.

Then, we notice, there's no way to close the window. The handles have all been removed. Being the apes that we are, we begin an series of desperate attempts to close the window. We try everything to hook the frame-- my keys, the body of a toothpaste container-- until finally Omaha wraps some dental floss under the lower corner and manages to pull it close enough that the latch takes.

Kouryou-chan quickly exhausts the room's interesting items and is becoming jumpy and obnoxious just as Mike returns. She gets a little freaked by all the wires and sensor belts so I take her for a walk. We go out to the receiving room, where she amuses herself with the fishtank. We go back, and Omaha is all wired up bodily; they're just putting the electrodes on her head. We decide that it's time I took Kouryou-chan home.

I got her into her jammies and fed her the last of her dinner, then read to her. Although she was vocally quite negative about the whole affair, she did everything I asked, and ultimately went to bed on time and without complaint.

She did climb into bed with me around 5:30, and I lived with it until it was time to get up. I cleaned the kitchen then roused Kouryou-chan, who was very objectionable but finally woke up enough to confirm that oatmeal would make a fine breakfast. So I made a batch of oatmeal (yummy!) and got her dressed, and we went and retrieved Omaha.

Good luck with the glue

Date: 2003-10-01 08:43 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dakiwiboid.livejournal.com
The worst part of my study was the glue they used for the electrodes. My hair is long and thick and in the way all the time, and it took days for the glue to flake out. I do not recommend using acetone, as they advise. It's horrid for your hair.

I hope the results are helpful. Mine, weren't but only a few weeks later, my migraines were diagnosed, and the sleep center decided they were causing the disturbances. It seems they were right, too, for as the migraines have responded to treatment, so has the sleep.

Date: 2003-10-01 09:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] outfrominside.livejournal.com
I both love and hate reading your stories about the times you're taking care of (either or both of) your girls by yourself... I love it because I just like reading about other parents' experiences... but I hate it because it suggests that children don't lose that quality of being objectionable anytime soon! *laugh* My little one is almost two and the vehement displays of will are just kicking into high gear. I have quite a while left to deal with this, don't I... *sigh*

Nia

Date: 2003-10-03 02:04 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
to get the stuff out of your hair use nutragena t gel anti dandruf shampoo tho if you have coloring in your hair it will pull it out tho oh' is probly young enough not to have colored hair im guessing
but after my car acccident in 99 it got the glue out they used for the brain wave monitor (i was knocked flat cold on a street -- hit and run) that stuff was aggrivating to get out took 3 days b4 the nurse told me to use that stuff

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