Do a series of five pictures showing various ways the pertussis has affected your life.
I am floored that the first actual photo prompt I got from that meme is like, an actual prompt, with some challenge, and not just like “shoes!” As much as I have nice shoes. I remember thinking “hey, it totally sounds like one of my professors wrote tha—OH, that’s because it was Ivana, and so it makes sense that it’s a legitimate Experience Prompt and not asking me to take a picture of my desk.” (I actually did take a picture of my desk, though.)
Because I am still running a fever, I can’t say I did the best job of rising to the challenge. Be glad I have not included 6 black boxes to demonstrate all the times I yelled at the camera, “Subject is too dark?! What do you me—oh, the lens cap is still on,” the time I hit myself in the face with the flash, or a picture of my foot moments after I dropped the camera on it. (We are both fine.)
Also because you cannot actually upload photos into an ask box, I must rely on my friend picasa to post these so I can shove them in here. Except, you know, they are unedited, unsized, uncropped etc so they are original HUGE HIGH QUALITY SIZE, and so picasaweb may be about to explode. Also, all of these were taken with a fever so if you, reader of the ask box, experience dizziness from an image being sideways or something don’t say I didn’t warn you.
I used to have a nicely decorated end table. Now I have that. I even took a closeup of the wooden box — it is entirely filled with bottles of pills. Cough killers (narcotic and non), painkillers, fever reducers, antibiotics, anti-emetics, migraine meds because Sudafed gives me migraines …
Representation of missed classes; technically it’s also inaccurate because I didn’t go to school on Thursday, either. But I cross off days when I attend them (or when I don’t have to; I never have school on Tuesdays). As you can see the last time I attended a class was last Monday. At least I made all my hospital shifts.
This treatment plan printout may be a better demonstration of the fact that my doctor’s office really knows how to use a computer than anything else. (I also like this one enough I’m going to put it on my All Pictures Tumblr, because it came out better than expected.) But that thing they stuck up my nose still burns. Four days later. Also, bonus not-entirely-obscured full name o’ mine. Like I said, I didn’t edit; I cut off my address via painful neck-angling and if you already know what it is it’s possible to read.
Exploding bag of undone laundry! Embarrassing factoid: there are like … three exploding bags of undone laundry. Part of the problem is that nobody can get quarters. This one may also fall under how my boyfriend having back surgery at the same time as me having pertussis just makes it harder.
Lastly, my desk. The unusual thing about this is that it never looks like this; it is usually both better organized and more obviously being used. All of this homework backlog has been sitting in position and mourning not being done. It’s a hard life for a lonely desk.
Ask me to take a picture of any aspect of my life that you're interested in/curious about - it can be anything from the house I live in to my favourite shoes. Leave your choice here as an ask, and I will reciprocate by taking the pictures and posting them later here. Be as random as you like, make it interesting!
(this is basically my favorite meme and I know I haven’t done the LJ one yet but I still have PERTUSSIS okay internet, please give me a break)
I made another Tumblr for photos I actually took that are not just for the lols and actually look half-decent, because they want to be able to look at them. My parents got me an entry-level DSLR so that I can continue to pretend that I will ever be even half as good as Ivana, which I won’t be take photo classes as people have been telling me I’ve got some level of talent for a while.
While I wholeheartedly disagree, I still find it fun and I love that camera like crazy. Too bad I left the nice memory card that previously-mentioned Ivana got me for my birthday at Shannon’s and neglected to notice the fact that’s where it was (I thought I lost it in the car and was really worried about it) until after it was too late for it to get mailed back to me from the airport (my phone is not the most reliable thing ever) and so hopefully I will get it back soon. :(
Um, the point of this post was actually a link, I think. To that tumblr with the photos on it that I’m going to let my parents actually show people they work with. You can find it at syncytium.tumblr.com — the name is a familial in-joke (“It’s like a studio of cytoplasm”) as well as just a really amazing word, but it scans well.
If you want to see actual GOOD photos, though, you should be looking at Ivana and Kate, if you want to see amazing drawings, go check out Scout, and Zoey has my favorite collection of randomness at the moment. This has been a tumblr pimp that includes, but is not limited to, me.
And it really helps to have people understand that none of these things are in any way our faults. That we are coping the best we know how, and that may look like a million different things, but no matter what it looks like, it is hard fucking work and it is not our faults.
Of course, I can only truly speak for me, but the fault bit? That’s universal, and this is something I feel really passionate about (in case you can’t tell).
Zoey also speaks for me. Okay, so not always in every instance, but in many, and definitely in this one.