Down, down, down

Well, back to feeling like every connective tissue, muscle tissue, and nervous tissue wants to destroy me in any way possible, preferably with burning and flaying and lashing and electrifying.
Time for heavy medicines, gentle exercises, meditative magics, playing with cats, eating dark chocolate, watching funny TV shows, and languishing on a very comfy plush couch while surrounded by purring cats. Sorry, house, I'll have to clean the rest of you tomorrow.

Also, times like this are some of the absolute worst times for seizures to strike, so I shall be on seizure watch for the next few days. My spinal cord is starting to creep and get that shivery feeling inexplicably, so something will probably happen. Sigh. It had better not. That's what the watching is for.