faith, family, and friends, at 4am

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Blessed.

toothless day one

The oxycodene (percocet?) is GOOOD STUFFFF. Unfortunately, it's also salicylates based, which means my intolerances flared.

So we're back to Panadeine Forte (panadeine/codeine).

I got, oh, about 4 hours sleep last night before I woke up. Got up, did some writing and thinking and more writing, and then didn't really get back to bed and sleep until, oh, a bit past midday.

Drowsed all afternoon, cleaned up the garden and felt pretty good, had dinner. (Roast pumpkin soup, from a chicken bone broth base. A big spoon of sour cream and two slices of bread.)

Right now, I think the oxycodene has worn off, and it's feeling throbby and annoying, which combined with the feeling of sandblasted eyeballs and general exhaustion, is not a good feeling.

However, in productivity news, I did write a fic for the Maria Hill Comment Fic fest. (It's not a very nice fic, but it's what my brain came up with for the prompt.)

TITLE: Not The Hero They Want
RATING: R for violence
PROMPT: Maria, gen, she was sixteen the first time she saved the world (or at least her part of it)
WARNINGS: school shooting, domestic violence background

muccamukk wrote a Maria & Wanda fic for it. Anyone else planning something?