Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
13,195 Days Alive
I’ve got a minor toothache and it’s a pain in the… well, mouth actually. But I’ll be fine. I just need to find an in-network dentist that takes whatever insurance I have. It’ll be fine.
Continue reading “Of Toothaches and Trepidation”
13,193 Days Alive
710 Days Straight on Duolingo
7 Days Straight of Being Run Over By My Menstrual Cycle
2 More Days till the Weekend
This weekend is the jokingly named “Theomas”, my belated birthday celebration with J and Gwen.
Continue reading “Of Uterus-Rebellion and Unwell”
13,192 Days Alive
709 Day Streak on Duolingo
Content warning: discussion of the continuing adventures of the malfunctioning meatbag, specifically my uterus/ovaries and the monthly hell that is being a person with said organs under the “read more”
Continue reading “Of Writing and Waiting”
13,191 Days Alive
118 Points in Lords of Waterdeep
2nd Place in the Same ^
I’m not long for wakefulness, but let me tell you: today was a trip. Work went well enough, save for the excruciating pain my ovaries seem bound and determined to produce while my uterus holds its rebellion.
Continue reading “Of Video Games and Vexation”
13,187 Days Alive
3 Day Weekend
I go to the doctor tomorrow to get my medication refilled. I’m not looking forward to fasting until 1p.m. to get bloodwork done though.
Continue reading “Of Fasting and Fatigue”
13,186 Days Alive
I did a reading today after dinner. I used the Wild Unknown Deck that Reffie got me for this past Yule.
Continue reading “Of Tarot and Time”
13,185 Days Alive
I just woke up from an accidental nap. I need more sleep so I’m absolutely going back to bed as soon as I’m done with this entry.
Continue reading “Of Strength and Sleep”
13,184 Days Alive
701 Days Straight on Duolingo
2 Doctor Appointments
I carry a lot of tension in my back. Specifically my shoulders and neck. I guess a lot of people do. I was told by two separate people, both therapists in their own way, to unclench and do some stretches.
Continue reading “Of Talk and Tension”
13,181 Days Alive
I had a nightmare I was homeless again. Did not start my day off in a pleasant manner.
Continue reading “Of Hobbies and Homes”
13,180 Days Alive
8 Days Till my Doctor Appointment
3 New Bruises
I swear, I must be sleep walking again or something. I keep waking up with bruises. I’m going to ask my doctor next Friday for a full work up because I’m tired of being a walking bruise city.
Continue reading “Of Bruises and Burritos”
13,179 Days Alive
11 Boneless Wings Eaten
2 Movies Watched
I am bone-deep exhausted and so tired of being in pain. I just want one good night’s sleep and to wake up not in pain.
Continue reading “Of Wings and Weariness”
13,177 Days Alive
Man, I am mentally fried. And my day count was off. By a lot. Again.
I’m just going to call the game on account of metaphoric rain and go to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
14,074 Days Alive
I think Spock knows I’m feeling hollow. He’s been extra clingy the last two days. Maybe I smell sad or something? I dunno. But he’s also been an absolute goober.
Continue reading “Of Love and Laughter”
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