Well, that didn't go as planned... The somewhat positional post I'd been working on for a week or so has been eaten entirely by the blogspot engine (apparently this has been a known intermittent issue with the "save as draft" functionality for almost four years), and there is no backup or undo. So yeah, that's going to take a bit of work and headspace to get back on track.
In other news, it actually didn't take long at all to get scheduled for the pain management clinic; my first appointment is on the 11th of next month, contrary to my initial expectations of several months' wait. Turns out its a good thing, too. Last Thursday and Friday were almost entirely pain free, which is just bloody unheard of for me (and lead to the cautious hope that having elevated my Depakote by 50% might have helped enormously), but I've had nothing but horribly nauseated rough days since then, spanning many of my daylight hours and always making nights a foggy pain-ridden nuisance at best. Hope is not quite lost, there, though, as semi-recent bloodwork showed that the effective level of Depakote in my system after 12 hours was only 27% of what is considered a minimum effective dose, due to lack of absorption or metabolism or whatever, and there's still a significant amount that the medication can be increased safely. I'll be getting the bloodwork redone on this increased dose in just over a week, so we'll see where that goes.
On a more personal note, our little family is going through a rough patch, as our eldest cat, Piranha, is having some serious digestive and bowel issues, leading to distress and massive weight loss. The thought that we may lose him soon, or even worse, have to make a decision for his comfort, is very nearly unbearable. It's hard to know what to do in these situations, and to avoid beating yourself up about whatever decisions you do make. Hopefully our next visit to the veterinarian this afternoon will help in gaining some direction.