No post today, too ill.
Food poisoning
Category: Sick Day
Of Aches and Aggravation
13,409 Days Alive
My fibro is kicking my ass now that I’m trying to cut out caffeine. I fell asleep at my desk on lunch again today.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Sour Stomachs and Stress
13,408 Days Alive
My shoulders hurt despite thirty minutes of Yoga stretches. My stomach hates any pressure that isn’t a heating pad on it.
Some wild shit is going on in my life. In family, in friends, in potential paramours.
I’m stick-a-fork-in-me done with today.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Desperation and Depression
13,394 Days Alive
909 Days Straight on Duolingo
I spent forty seven minutes on hold with 211 today. That’s the local suicide prevention hotline. I tried going to a local crisis center but they turned me away and told me to call 211.
Continue reading “Of Desperation and Depression”Of Hell and Hope
13,382 Days Alive
22 Hours in Migraine Hell
I’m writing this with speech to text so if there are screw ups or anything that’s why.
Continue reading “Of Hell and Hope”Of Cuddles and Coco
13,347 Days Alive
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99.8 Degree Fever This Morning
14 New Homework Assignments on Khan Academy
2nd Virtual Math Class Attended
1 Cream Soda Float
I am still feeling under the weather, so Fen made dinner this evening. We had boneless chicken wings and some potato wedges with bbq sauce.
Continue reading “Of Cuddles and Coco”Of Sniffles and Songs
13,346 Days Alive
2 Musicals Watched Featuring Tim Curry
I got a Covid test today because I have some major sinus congestion and a cough. Thank the gods it was negative but they have no clue what is wrong with me. It wasn’t the flu either.
I’m just glad it’s not COVID.
Continue reading “Of Sniffles and Songs”Of Nausea and Naps
13,333 Days Alive
1 Accidental Nap
What was just mild nausea became a massive migraine it took three doses of imatrex to knock down to even a non-vomiting level.
I’m for bed.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Migraines and Misery
13,318 Days Alive
Too bright. No haloes, but fuck if I don’t feel awful.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Words and Weariness
17,439 / 50,000 Words Written for NaNoWriMo
13,286 Days Alive
I have to be up early tomorrow to take Spock to the vet. I’m down to a seven on the pain scale, but it still feels like slogging through half-frozen molasses.
I’m for bed. Take your meds, folks.
Of Snuggles and Snark
13,270 Days Alive
2 Tarot Readings
1 Snuggle-Faced Spockers
Spock must know that I am exceptionally stressed right now. He’s been a cuddle bug all evening. Even now, he’s making biscuits on my bum and purring up a storm. Earlier, it was giving me kisses and cuddling.
Continue reading “Of Snuggles and Snark”Of Sleep Deprivation and a Sour Stomach
13,229 Days Alive
I’m tired and feel awful. That’s it.
That’s all I have to say today.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Winding and Windows
13,201 Days Alive
I’ve got the worst damn headache today. Walking by windows made me wince and the smell of everyone’s perfume made me nauseated.
But I could see. So maybe it’s not a migraine?
Continue reading “Of Winding and Windows”
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