I am no longer in massive amounts of pain, or constantly worrying about potentially being in massive amounts of pain appearing at any moment to make my life hell. Since yesterday I've occasionally felt pressure — in fact, there's a soft-pressure feel even now — but not any notable pain, and not pressure like someone's put my head in a clamp and is trying to squeeze out my brain.

In unrelated news, I'm super-conflicted about the whole closing-out-of-fanfic-thing, because I have realized it isn't going to be entirely easy. See, I posted a lot of shit to communities. Do I go and announce to those comms that I'm taking my shit down and seem like an egotistical bastard, or do I sneakily do it without a word and then leave people potentially angry at me for taking my toys without saying I was? And what about stuff I might've posted in other folks journals, in comments — it seems sort of dickish to just go, "Hey, yeah, I'm going to delete this even though it was kind of a gift to you. So sorry!" And what about the things where I left a part of the fic in a comment and then linked to my fic journal? If I don't delete the comment, there's an unfinished fic just lying there.

Uuugh why did I have to be such a dick about "getting it out there"?