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I tried to get a good night's sleep. I really, really tried. I failed, but damn it, I sure gave it a good effort! I shut off screens with an hour before bed and did relaxy wind-down activities. I drank a nighttime sleep tea blend. I even put on binaural beats for Restful Sleep Cycles.

...and then at 2am my guts decided to throw an ENORMOUS shit-fit for reasons undetermined.

( Skip this bit if you don't want TMI about Digestive Disturbances )

Nutshell version of the cut: meatsuit's glitchin' and I dunno why or how to make it stop, and it is Annoying.

And I did not get the good sleep I desperately needed and made every reasonable effort to attain. Am now even MORE tired than I was yesterday.

At least I have tomorrow and Monday off from work. This week has sucked so much between work-schedule madness and Tumblr Exodus stuff and just. All my routines have been thrown completely off-kilter, so maybe it's just stress making my guts act up. Doesn't seem to be anything actually medically disastrous at least.

Sometimes something gained throws something lost into sharp relief

 Goddamn it, I really am gonna miss tumblr. Specifically, the way it facilitated communication between just... any and everyone. Sure, that had its downsides with shitty people throwing fits about any and everything, but. Well. 

Someone just reblogged a thing I'd commented on about my stupid painkiller sensitivity, with info about how some people have extra copies of an enzyme-coding gene and that enzyme does stuff with metabolizing painkillers such that, if you have extra, you can easily OD by accident because stuff converts faster and hits you harder. 

I obviously haven't confirmed for sure yet that that's what's up with me, but if it is? This random tumblr person who somehow stumbled across my bitchin' about how the side effects I get from opiates just aren't worth the pain relief when my general sensitivity also means that there's very few pains that a high dose of tylenol won't fix for me anyway... might have given me info that could literally save my life from an accidental medical overdose one day. 

And yeah, this time it's really personally relevant sorta shit, not generally-interesting stuff, but even when it's "just" a biochemist dropping facts about why one should not use malachite as a dildo and tying the whole explanation into how Flint's water system got so fucked (seriously, if you're bored and haven't seen it yet, google "don't fuck the malachite")... Well, this is the kind of thing that tumblr really shone at. Letting conversations occur across such a wide and diverse userbase that it's near impossible, for any post that gets any kind of reach, to not be seen by someone who has personal and specialized knowledge of the weird specific thing that the post's talking about and can Explain A Thing.