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A week ago we said goodbye to our boy Kilo. I've never loved a dog like I loved him. He was my constant companion, my little shadow. I miss kissing his little peanut head, right between his sweet brown eyes. I miss our morning routine, how he'd post up outside the kitchen waiting for his aprรจs-poop cookie (duck jerky was his favorite). I miss how he'd "talk" all agitated when we'd rile him up before a walk, spinning and tippy-tapping and sneezing. He would get jealous and whine-growl when J and I hugged each other, so we would scoop him by his front legs and make a Kilo sandwich.
The day after he passed, I dreamed of him, healthy and happy, prancing and smiling his big goofy grin, like he was saying, "I'm okay now!"
Good boy, Kilo. โค๏ธ
he NEEDS it
Usedtobehmc's killer graphic novel Eccentric Orbits is up for pre-order now! Hard copies AND digital books (great for international friends who can't swing those bonkers shipping costs). I did the cover and I'm so stoked because I LOVE this story. Best one yet!
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Usedtobehmc's killer graphic novel Eccentric Orbits is up for pre-order now! Hard copies AND digital books (great for international friends who can't swing those bonkers shipping costs). I did the cover and I'm so stoked because I LOVE this story. Best one yet!
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โThis isnโt the world you taught me about.โ
โIt is. It just needs more work.โ
Some days I can brush off the ugliness thatโs growing and growing every day, but yesterday was not one of those days. Watching my beloved Muppet friends with my son makes me feel so awful that weโve gotten to this point after growing up learning to include others, embrace our differences, support libraries and parks, learn everything we can, and cultivate compassion.
But as Kermit himself said, โWe have nothing to be ashamed of. We tried our best, and if we failed, we failed together, and I still think thatโs a win.โ
Sending out all the love in the world. Maybe it will help.
I might have a soft spot for drawing and painting fabrics and historical clothes, so when @bucky asked me the Ineffable bois as Musketeers I KNEW I would have fun with their commish and I was right :"3 โค๏ธ
Martina never misses, ever. Always stuns. And the white streaks in Crowley's hair!!!
I need to free up some space (and the Pratchett estate is back at it, in full witch hunting mode) so Iโm running a GO sale! Only a handful of copies left, 50% off on everything- most stickers and prints wonโt be reprinted so if you ever considered ordering something GO-related from my shop: this is your very last chance :D
I have... I think every single one of these. Crowley curling her hair is framed on my bathroom counter next to the pot where I keep my flat iron. My patron saint of unruly ginger hair. Crowley in the black dress and hat is one of my all time favorite pieces of fanart. Everything Umulata does makes you want to look closer, closer.
Please treat yourself before these are gone. They're beautiful quality and you'll love them even if your love for the fandom one day fades.
you go too fast for me!!
happy international womenโs day
In January 2021, I got sick. I tested negative for Covid, but I assumed it had to be that, given the severity and duration. It lasted something crazy like four weeks, and after that I had this crunchy lingering cough and a host of other issues that just never went away, namely incredible fatigue.
I was always tired, never woke feeling rested, and started napping more and more, for hours at a time, sometimes three naps a day. I would sit to work on art and just tip sideways on the sofa. I'd be so tired I'd lay on the floor for a moment and be out instantly. My memory was failing me more and more, and the brain fog was constant. I felt really, clearly stupider, and the people in my life started to resent how much I slept. It was ruining my life.
I figured this was long Covid. My doctor treated me for post-nasal drip, allergies, mild hypothyroidism, vitamin deficiencies, depression. I ate better, exercised, got enough sleep. Nothing made me less tired.
Finally I saw a sleep specialist, answered a lot of questions, and did a sleep study at home. Found out I have pretty severe sleep apnea -- I will stop breathing roughly 30 times an hour. She hooked me up with a CPAP machine -- a nose snorkel -- and it became my new best friend. It's actually pretty comfortable, quiet as a whisper, and I finally get enough oxygen when I sleep. I sleep like the dead, not a moment of unrest until the morning.
The trouble was, I was still tired. Still falling asleep randomly, still losing motor function when drowsy. My sleep specialist diagnosed me with narcolepsy.
Apparently sometimes, when you get the flu and it hits you just right, it can trigger narcolepsy. Way back in January 2021, what I thought was Covid was a nasty narcolepsy activator that's been fucking with me ever since.
My doc put me on a stimulant specifically for narcolepsy, and it does work, but it's not a miracle cure. I'm still tired, but I fall asleep a lot less frequently, and I can fight through it. I told my doc that I still got very tired occasionally, and she said, "Sometimes a nap can help you get through the rest of the day. It's okay to nap." Being given that permission after years of feeling guilty and ashamed of sleeping so much made me cry on the spot.
It's a work in progress. I feel like I have my brain back, at least. But if you find yourself with symptoms like mine, see if you can ask your doctor about doing a sleep study. I think narcolepsy is more common than we think, and you don't have to feel like you're doomed to it.