Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
14,334 Days Alive
1 Day Taken to Heal
My face was ridiculously swollen this morning. Like couldn’t fit my glasses on. Got antibiotics from the dentist and iced it for hours, thirty on thirty off.
I’m so tired of being in pain.
Take your meds, folks.
14,332 Days Alive
1,000 mg of Acetaminophen Taken 4 Hours Ago
400 mg of Ibuprofen Taken Half an Hour Ago
2 More Rows Done on Zypher’s 13 Point Rainbow Round Ripple
1 Ice Pack Purchased
I feel like I got socked in the jaw. Which, I basically did, getting a tooth pulled. It was Not Fun. I am in pain.
I’m going to crochet till the ice pack gets cold again, then try and sleep.
Take your meds, folks.
14,331 Days Alive
3 Hours of Poker Research
1 Breadstick Eaten
I’m getting a tooth pulled tomorrow. It’ll be the first time in over a decade I’m getting a tooth pulled and I am, as the title implies, apprehensive as fuck.
Continue reading “Of Apprehension and Applesauce”
14,328 Days Alive
10 Hours Worked Today
I bleached my hair this evening. It looks…. Well, ready for color, that’s for sure.
I’m toasted levels of burnt out. Like blackened toast.
I’m going to bed. Take your meds, folks.
14,327 Days Alive
72 Requests Logged Today at Work
1 Story Begging to be Written
So. Y’all ought to know by now I am of the witchy persuasion. Kitchen, candle, and divination focused with a dash of just being more crafty than witchcrafty.
Let me explain how pizza is a prosperity spell.
Continue reading “Of Elaboration and Exhaustion”
14,326 Days Alive
1 Med Stopped
Pizza is a prosperity spell.
That’s what we had for dinner.
Maybe changing back to my old birth control will make tomorrow suck less.
Take your meds, folks.
14,325 Days Alive
2 Meds Picked Up
1st Day of the Full Moon
Well, I finally have my generic Lyrica again. Been out for three days due to shipping fuckery at the pharmacy.
Continue reading “Of Pregabalin and Pork Loin”
14,323 Days Alive
3 Days into This Mental Funk
I am stuck in this endless negative feedback loop. In angry and I don’t quite know why.
Continue reading “Of Recovery and Rage”
14,321 Days Alive
9 Hour Day without a Lunch Break
Tomorrow is Friday the 13th! Maybe I’ll buy a lotto ticket. It’s my favorite lucky day.
Continue reading “Of Triskaidekaphobia and Totally Burnt Out”
14,320 Days Alive
4 Library Books Picked Up
1 Very Frustrating Day
Work was hell today and I don’t expect tomorrow to be much better. My coworker had a family emergency and left halfway through the day so it was just me. Hopefully tomorrow is better, but I’m not holding my breath.
Take your meds, folks.
14,318 Days Alive
Nothing went to plan today.
I’m not doing well. But I hope to pick up again tomorrow.
Take your meds, folks z
14,317 Days Alive
2 Pancakes Eaten
We went to IHOP for lunch today. I behaved, mostly, but I did use sugar free syrup on my two pancakes. I didn’t get the seasonal flavor because it had tons of sugar.
Continue reading “Of Pancakes and Pizza”
14,308 Days Alive
9 Minutes that My Therapist Was Late Today
2 Bowls of Zuppa Toscana Consumed
1 Lingering Headache
Heavy stuff herein. Frank discussion of sexual abuse, rape, and the mental trials of surviving both.
Had therapy today. Talked about a lot of the triggers I had flare up this week with my gynecological appointment.
Continue reading “Of Talk Therapy and Tiramisu”
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