Happy Wednesday! My 14-year-old is home with a bad cold today, so I’m plying him with soup, tea, and extra protein. His job is to rest. He says he feels okay, but he’s definitely not himself. Too quiet and mellow.
I haven’t done much writing for a while. On and off, but nothing consistent. It’s a combination of things, and it’s left me a bit out of love with writing. I have managed to get some words out in both Minuet and Tree of Life, but everything feels a bit stale and bland lately. I’m sure it doesn’t help that I’ve been having more health issues, and I’m still searching for a new primary care doctor. If you want to know why, you can read my last Rainbow Snippets post from Saturday.
On to the WIPpet. We’re still in the apartment Mack shares with Jamie, who is still sleeping off the effects of…[spoilers]. The picture above is what Marlie looks like in my head. (Also, it was one of the few stock photos of blond women that wasn’t of someone nearly falling out of her underwear.)
WIPmath: 2/7/2018 = 2 x 7 = 14 sentences
Marlie fixed him with her fierce gaze, and it said everything.
Mack nodded at her and ducked into his bedroom. He left the door open, and he could hear Amelia talking quietly with Marlie. He didn’t catch enough of it to know if she was filling Marlie in on the details of their visit with Sage, but he suspected not. He zipped his bag and brought it out to the living room.
Izzy looked up. “Thank you,” he said. “For what you did. He won’t say it, so I will.”
Eight months ago, Izzy had been there when Jamie left the asshole for good. He’d been the one on call, working at the time as an EMT. Izzy had thought Sage hit Jamie. He couldn’t have known that would be entirely unlike him. Sage mostly liked to leave the kind of marks no one could see.
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Those kinds of marks can hurt quite a bit too. Great snippet.
They certainly can, as Jamie can attest to. Thanks!
As usual, another great snippet… Izzy is right about those marks, and wrong, because they do show, just as devastatingly clear as cuts and bruises, but in forms that invite physical injury so much more directly.
Am so sorry to hear about your doctor issues…. Clearly the attending hasn’t seen most of the research on how people actually don’t lose weight (especially if they’re in BC, which has been proven to cause weight gain) when they are experiencing chronic pain. Jerk.
Yes, Jamie is definitely proof those kinds of wounds do leave a mark.
It’s almost comical that the doctor thought I’d stop having pain in my hands if I lose weight. I have no idea what kind of “science” he used to figure that one out. Also, I specifically told the doctor that I need to be able to get in shape, but to do that I need some answers and help managing the pain. I don’t think these folks do a whole lot of research on weight. They have preconceived ideas, and that shapes how they treat patients.
Poor Jamie. IMO, it’s the marks you can’t see that hurt the most. As for hands and weight… yeah, I was once told the visible swelling in my hands was all in my head. Really? I didn’t know I was that talented. But that was back in the days when I didn’t open my mouth like I should, so I said little.
For sure. Good thing Jamie’s got his friends.
I think a lot of my problem is that I didn’t speak up enough. I would go in, mention to a doctor that I had a concern about such-and-such, and just take it at face value when they said “that’s normal.” I got used to downplaying my symptoms and convinced myself they must be right. Until now, when *everything* is kind of haywire and has been for a long time. And now at least this particular doctor has decided it’s a weight problem and won’t consider anything else.