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PupGhost
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Just an average nerdy pup. Always busy, usually sarcastic. Software engineer, diver, occasional tech, and husband to the magnificent @KinkyMyco@twitter.com. Formerly of kinky.business Mostly #NSFW, very #gay

And HTML whilst your at it with some of the slop covering the internet these days

CW: medical matters, described by one doctor as ā€œsome fucked up traumatic shitā€

Now with the history out of the way, let’s talk about the past week, especially yesterday.

Last week we went away on our narrowboat for the week, a less frequent than I’d like activity but not unusual. Infact I’d just gotten back off the boat in 2021 when The Event happened. During that week, as is usual, I didn’t use my walking stick whilst inside the boat because there just isn’t room and I can bounce off things as needed.

Halfway through the week I had a moment that was one of the scariest I’ve ever had, worse than all my diving near misses and worse than that time I unexpectedly ended up underneath my own boat looking at the spinning prop above me. We’d been out to a pub for dinner and on the way back in my wheelchair I got cold, very cold, cold enough that my legs started to seize. It could have just been my medicinal cannabis talking because fuck did I need it that week, but it felt identical to the 2021 event. For about 15 mins I thought I was going back to square one, only this time through sheer determination, assistance, and probably a hefty dose of medicinal help, I managed to make it back on board the boat myself and things relaxed when I warmed up. This hit me hard, I was shaking for the rest of the night.

Yesterday therefore had a really interesting experiment available to me that would have made any physio yell at me. With the recent weather the ground isn’t too hard, and given I’d managed all week without a major bump on the boat I wanted to see what walking without my stick outside was like. So we went onto the field behind our house and, I just walked. Not even just a few steps either, halfway around the field. It hurt, it felt deeply uncomfortable, but I did it.

Now UK might be wondering why this is all significant enough to warrant such a massive essay. Well, the big question on my mind is why now? What’s changed? Physically, I’m a little bit stronger than I was having spent an active week but that’s not unusual. Confidence, perhaps the week without my stick helped but I don’t buy it. That leaves psychological, which raises so many more questions about the still undiagnosed Event than I was ever prepared for. By far the biggest concern is what’s to stop this all happening again. I haven’t been crippled through lack of psychical and mental effort, so if it was psychological there’s a deeply broken part of my brain that was causing it and it’s a bit I can’t access.

Tl;dr: despite being a massive step closer to being mobile again I find myself more concerned about my future. I should be overwhelmed with joy, and yet I feel more anxious and on edge about my body than I have been since this all started.

CW: medical matters, described by one doctor as ā€œsome fucked up traumatic shitā€

So, I don’t think many on fedi knew me prior to 2021, and definitely nobody on nostr, so this might require some backstory.

I have a life long physical disability that severely limits my movement. It’s had some minor ups and down over the years, but nothing life altering, until 2021. Suddenly, whilst watching TV my legs locked up and I couldn’t move them at all. Two weeks in hospital later, I’ve just about regained the ability to go to the toilet unassisted and get myself up some stairs to bed, but I’m a shell of my former self.

Ever since that day I’ve been notability more limited in my movement than I was even before that. There isn’t an area of my life it hasn’t touched, directly or indirectly. We had to move house because I couldn’t manage stairs safely. I’ve had to give up diving shortly after getting my instructor qualification because I can’t handle the kit weight. I’ve stopped doing most kink events because frankly they just suck in a wheelchair. I could go on all day about minor things, but you get the idea.

A very good night indeed by the look of it

Without insulation, preferred over bare copper, with can get lost though as there just isn’t enough room

Oh for the love of dog…

That’s nostr:npub17uyfsxsnfgg6dgqazlfjv2gdl235mq0dug9wq6kjq9ngzh6pdyese4305p levels of punnage

I’ve often been called an insufferable prick so I speak from authority when I say STI testing really isn’t that big of a deal. Get tested and #KnowYourStatus

I’m not surprised with how much blood that’s diverting

Tbh, I’ve thought about hooking our condensate drains up to water butts to keep it, but that’s even more sensible of you trim the fill valve right down

What, a manual? Do they do those for Folfs?

A tale in 3 parts

Well that was an unexpected test of my database backups, applied config to wrong namespace so deleted it, then fixed the namespace to the correct one - on the delete command. Then had to sit and watch as k8s deleted all pods and volumes related to it.

Thankfully the restore is just as automated, if a little bit slow. Still, was only down for ~30 mins

I dabbled with Debian/Ubuntu et al to start with, but the first one I had for more than a week was Mint on a daily driver laptop for a few months

Well that was a long day of driving. Thankfully split it with the husband, but still, almost 15h door to door isn’t a lot of fun

Two service pups can service each other still

CW: chastity bulge

Thinking I might go out tonight and decided to make an effort for it, shaving, cleaning out for fun, and locking up. I’m not normally one for mesh, but this somehow just works with a cage

#NSFW #chastity

CW: gag mention

Oops, I slipped šŸ˜‡

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