Nothing much worthwhile to report, except to say that quitting plaquinol, while great, hasn't solved all my problems. Fatigue must just be a damned fool winter-time thing that I will have to deal with.
I know one is not supposed to let the disease interfere with one's life, but! when one has to sleep more than a hibernating bear and the first day of winter hasn't even come yet, it's pretty frustrating. Also, the impersonal third-person "one" is super archaic. I should have just written that all in first person.
Speaking of grammar, my youngest son has been utilizing a hilarious bit of present participle narration. It's a past tense verb, followed by a comma, and a present participle. He'll say, " 'I'm done!' said the boy, getting down from his chair" or even " 'I ate it, Mommy!' said the baby pine marten, chewing his food."
It reminds me somewhat of early Brandon Sanderson work--Sanderson spent that first Mistborn book using similar sentence construction. (For example, sentence 1 paragraph 1 of the opening prologue: "Lord Tresting frowned, glancing up..." That bit of past tense, followed by a comma and then the present participle, is in nearly every sentence and it got old real fast. Although despite this, the book was fantastic.)
But I digress. Torrin topped even Sanderson's ridiculous love for this type of sentence construction when he told me, " 'I'm done!' said the boy, saying 'I'm done.' " Hilarious!
Now, actually I adore the narration, silly though it may be. It allows me to jump right into Torrin's current game and use it to further my own purposes. " 'Okay,' said the mommy pine marten to the baby pine marten. 'It's time to wash up!' " And off trundle our pine martens to the sink, and oh how their paws get washed! Such washing of pine martens there is!
Very well. That said, someone find me a cave. I have hibernating to do.
