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outdatedclocks has pointed out that my lower-back/hip problems, and my leg problems, are probably all related to the issues I have with my feet (lack of arches?). I've been making do with CVS-brand arch support pads, but they're not really enough, and I'd like to be able to do some cardio and upper-body stuff again, which I can't really now since my back hurts alllll the time. I'd been putting off talking to my doctor about it because of my terrible experiences with my last one...even though this one's shown no indication she's suddenly going to go all 'you're lying, you must be sneaking nachos in the middle of the night, fatty' on me. In fact, she'll probably be happy to help me out, since she wants me exercising before I go on T since I have a genetic disposition towards hypertension (dad's been hospitalized for it).

BTW, for those curious about the whole doctor saga, since I've posted it around a few places but not actually here at my main journal I think (since I just realized last night ocelotofdoom had never read the whole thing)...I submitted the whole thing to First, Do No Harm (excellent blog BTW) so you can read it here (it's so long I don't see a need to copy+paste it here P:)

Speaking of ocelotofdoom, we might be hanging out this weekend :D or rather, probably are. I am still working out the logistics, I think I'll stay on campus this weekend and take the train into the city. It would mean missing a therapy appointment, but I've skipped weeks in the past (or rather, therapist has cancelled on me) so I know it won't do any damage emotionally or to my comfort level with him.

Okay I really should go to class 6 u 9;;


ETA TAG PARTY

So I'm going home in two days. Or more like...a day and a half. I'm about ready; this is approximately how long I can go without feeling really homesick, I think. I miss Tripper a lot, and worry about him; especially with him having been put up at a kennel while the rest of the family went to Jamaica. I worry about what he thought, when he came home and everybody was there but I was still gone. He's not used to me being away for this long. I was only half-joking when I told Amanda I was afraid he'd think I was dead. D: who knows what dogs think when you're away for longer than usual? They have no way of knowing you'll be back.

I've also lately been feeling even more the need for a cat. Tripper is my BFFL and all, but I really am a cat person, and I think I'm over Coach enough now to get another cat, although I think he'll always be my very best lifemate cat. We even had the same type of asthma! Except he died of it, and I'm not very likely to. But I've even started dreaming about cats. It would probably be different if Nikka liked me, but she only likes Paige. She looked irritated just hearing my voice over webcam the other day :P

Anyways, we were supposed to do some touristy things today, but Ying got really sick, and knowing the professor he had probably made it her responsibility to take us out even though she's never been in Shanghai in her life. IDK, when I woke up it was almost noon and it was obvious we weren't going anywhere. TBH it's fine with me, I'm kind of burned out on touristy stuff, but that might just be because I'm feeling a bit down about other things. But regardless I'm not big on touristy things to begin with.

So I spent today in my PJ's, venturing occasionally downstairs to the convenience store in the lobby to buy things for Ying and I to survive on. I haven't run around barefoot in a public place in awhile. Scandalous! In my PJs, even!