Staplehead bug and other encounters
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flexagonI felt the beginnings of burn-out sizzling at the edges of my mind this week, but enough novelty has come along to shake that out a bit.
First, and I'm not saying this was GOOD but it sure was exciting, I wound up in the ER with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
heisenbug on Thursday while he got a 1.5-inch scalp wound stapled shut. I'd already decided to take that evening mostly off work, and we'd had dinner already, and were gearing up for some nice talking when he decided to jump his head into the corner of a soffit. (Long story.) He collapsed holding his head, and didn't know he was bleeding, but there was blood on his hands -- I told him to sit up to elevate the cut, but by the time I got back with a wet washcloth there was a 4-inch pool of blood on the floor anyway. Scary as hell. But a few seconds after this it became pretty clear that he wasn't fainting or broken-necked or dying -- that, in short, we had an "apply pressure" thing and not a "call 911" thing happening. Some careful hair-parting, plus some internet searching and fifteen minutes (during which the cut did not cease to bleed, and also continued to be longer than 3/4 inch) made it pretty clear that we needed stitches, so we went to the ER, where I read a fair chunk of American Elsewhere and he eventually got five metal staples in his head. Hardcore, this staple thing. Ow. They work, though.
Then Friday I at last had some good acro time with the Ant. He's seemed grouchy with me the last couple of weeks during residency time, as if I've disappointed him by not remaining in practice with dynamic acro and his particular preferences for foot angle, pressure, timing, etc... and that's made me a bit sad, and he chose to say "no" to signing up for dynamic acro class with me simply by letting the necessary date go past. Sigh. He's an asshole sometimes. An asshole whose hands feel like home. :-/ Anyway, I couldn't get myself up into hand-to-hand last week, but THIS week I remembered how to take the tempo and float into it. Also remembered how to be still and stop adjusting -- unlike in handbalancing, it's the base's job to adjust in h2h. So with h2h smugly back in our pockets, we started working on courbettes, and got close. Very, very close. Probably closer than we did early last year when we last practiced. If we catch that, and I assume we will in a week or two, that'll be a new trick for me, and my first really new acro success in over a year.
First, and I'm not saying this was GOOD but it sure was exciting, I wound up in the ER with
heisenbug on Thursday while he got a 1.5-inch scalp wound stapled shut. I'd already decided to take that evening mostly off work, and we'd had dinner already, and were gearing up for some nice talking when he decided to jump his head into the corner of a soffit. (Long story.) He collapsed holding his head, and didn't know he was bleeding, but there was blood on his hands -- I told him to sit up to elevate the cut, but by the time I got back with a wet washcloth there was a 4-inch pool of blood on the floor anyway. Scary as hell. But a few seconds after this it became pretty clear that he wasn't fainting or broken-necked or dying -- that, in short, we had an "apply pressure" thing and not a "call 911" thing happening. Some careful hair-parting, plus some internet searching and fifteen minutes (during which the cut did not cease to bleed, and also continued to be longer than 3/4 inch) made it pretty clear that we needed stitches, so we went to the ER, where I read a fair chunk of American Elsewhere and he eventually got five metal staples in his head. Hardcore, this staple thing. Ow. They work, though.Then Friday I at last had some good acro time with the Ant. He's seemed grouchy with me the last couple of weeks during residency time, as if I've disappointed him by not remaining in practice with dynamic acro and his particular preferences for foot angle, pressure, timing, etc... and that's made me a bit sad, and he chose to say "no" to signing up for dynamic acro class with me simply by letting the necessary date go past. Sigh. He's an asshole sometimes. An asshole whose hands feel like home. :-/ Anyway, I couldn't get myself up into hand-to-hand last week, but THIS week I remembered how to take the tempo and float into it. Also remembered how to be still and stop adjusting -- unlike in handbalancing, it's the base's job to adjust in h2h. So with h2h smugly back in our pockets, we started working on courbettes, and got close. Very, very close. Probably closer than we did early last year when we last practiced. If we catch that, and I assume we will in a week or two, that'll be a new trick for me, and my first really new acro success in over a year.
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Date: 2015-07-11 11:46 pm (UTC)Glad he was ok! Head wounds can bleed a lot! Scary stuff.
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Date: 2015-07-16 05:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2015-07-17 03:49 pm (UTC)What do you think of American Elsewhere so far?
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Date: 2015-07-25 02:19 pm (UTC)Least favorite scene: when all the normal humans in town commit suicide at once. Couldn't even one person handle the weird!? Obviously not, but come on, that was kind of sad and gratuitous.
Awesome and funny: when Mona is writing on the chalkboard to the physicist, and her vocabulary is completely shaped by Twitter feeds, and it's a bit of a surprise but then makes sense and fits perfectly with her character.
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Date: 2015-07-28 12:52 pm (UTC)You might like City of Stairs better.
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Date: 2015-08-01 03:19 am (UTC)I did enjoy the book overall though, even though I thought the quality dipped near the end. Added City of Stairs to my wishlist, thanks!