Of Dread and Dentists

14,299 Days Alive

6am Wake Up Time

1 Dentist Appointment Tomorrow

I’m actively afraid my teeth will end up killing me. I’ve a cracked tooth and have to go to the dentist in the morning.

I’m running on three hours of sleep. Pain sucks.

Take your meds, folks.

Of J and Joy

13,944 Days Alive

$75 for Insulin

4 Insulin Pens

J is coming! They’re almost here. I’m so excited.

We’re talking on the phone now while she’s driving in from Ohio.

I’m going to go read and chat with her more.

Take your meds, folks.