14,005 Days Alive
I’m barely awake so, suffice it to say I went out with DW to a local joint called origami sushi and it was delicious.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks!
14,005 Days Alive
I’m barely awake so, suffice it to say I went out with DW to a local joint called origami sushi and it was delicious.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks!
13,087 Days Alive
I’m in the weeds of a fibromyalgia flare up from hell. It’s likely triggered by the stress of changing jobs this week. Everything hurts.
Continue reading “Of Flare Ups and Finality”13,081 Days Alive
601 Days Straight on Duolingo
I am in “I kind of want to vomit” levels of pain right now. I have no idea, other than stress from work, what could have triggered this flare up.
I just can’t tonight. I’ve been awake since four a.m.
Take your meds, folks.
13,070 Days Alive
4 Cookies Left
2 Bowls of Soup Eaten
1 New Necklace Made
So, while J and I were driving towards picking up pizza for Bill6, since he doesn’t do fifteen bean soup, we almost got into an accident as some pair of shmucks cut me off and nearly knocked my front bumper off in a near-miss sideswipe.
It sucked, but I’m glad we’re both okay and so is Peggy (my car).
Continue reading “Of Andouille and An Almost-Accident”13,063 Days Alive
3 New Diagnoses
2 Adjustments to Medication
1 Doctor Appointment
Today was… a train wreck. I didn’t finish anything that I wanted to at work, barely got to touch my calls. I’m so frustrated. The system kept going down today and it just killed my ability to get things done.
Continue reading “Of Medicine and Malfunctioning Technologies”13,060 Days Alive
Today was a difficult day for me. So this afternoon I got a hair cut. The guy, Mike M., gave me a very stylish mullet.
Continue reading “Of Mullets and Mourning”13,059 Days Alive
I’ve got a killer diller headache tonight. I’ve tried water, caffeine, chocolate, and NSAIDs. Ugh. I hope it doesn’t turn into a migraine. I’ve got stuff to do this weekend.
Continue reading “Of Coraline and Chocolate”13,058 Days Alive
I have no idea whether or not I’m trans. I’m genderqueer or genderfluid or something that means that while I was AFAB (assigned female at birth), I don’t identify as female.
Ugh. Too complicated. I’m going to go read. Or sleep. Or something.
Take your meds, folks.
13,054 Days Alive
So today is another day where I spent most of my morning in transit to J’s place.
Continue reading “Of Travel and Terraforming Mars”13,053 Days Alive
4 Slices of Frozen Pizza
I’m exhausted. Today was a super stressful day at work and while I managed to get done most of what I needed to do, I still feel like I fell short.
Continue reading “Of Dinner and Drawing”13,052 Days Alive
So I’ve been doing some research. And I’m livid. Not mad, not pissed off, fucking livid. Because this new diagnosis? It basically means that I’m fucking broken due to trauma experienced in my past.
Continue reading “Of Anger and Acceptance”13,051 Days Alive
So not only did I wake up around two a.m. violently ill, I also had a telehealth doctor appointment today. And I have a new diagnosis.
Continue reading “Of Distress and Diagnosis”13,046 Days Alive
This ain’t a happy one, y’all. I am about to discuss sexual assault. Might wanna skip this one.
Continue reading “Of Time and Triggers”