12,456 Days Alive
I think I’m coming out the other side of this depressive downswing. Continue reading “Might Be Okay Monday”
Might Be Okay Monday
Category: Out of Spoons
12,455 Days Alive
8,135 Books to Read
I need more sleep. Or more rest. I can’t quite seem to sleep well.
Glad for the weekend
12,453 Days Alive
I’m looking forward to sleeping for as long as soon as possible. Continue reading “Glad for the weekend”
Low On Spoons
12,450 Days Alive
Eventually, I’ll wake up something other than tired.
300th Post in a Row
12,447 Days Alive
300 Days of Blog Posts
Three hundred blog posts since diagnosis. I guess paying for this site was a good idea.
Packing and Pictures
12,442 Days Alive
8,130 Books to Read
3rd Day Of My Adventure
Currently Reading: Bohemian RhapsoDIE
I need sleep.
Worthless Wednesday
12,437 Days Alive
295 Days Since Diagnosis
I spent the entire day in bed with a migraine. Couldn’t go to work, couldn’t even keep down water until after four pm. Not a good day. Continue reading “Worthless Wednesday”
Fumbled Shuffle
12,431 Days Alive
Zero Spoons
Today is one of those days where I tried to shuffle the cards of my life and just ended up playing fifty one pickup and now I’m searching for the last metaphoric card.
Thursday, aka Friday Junior
12,403 Days Alive
I’m exhausted and in agony, so this will be brief.
Weird Wednesday
12,402 Days Alive
8,080 Ebooks to Read
1 Game of Phase 10 Lost
Two days left of my job at the University. Thanks to my anti anxiety medication, I made it through the day without getting violently ill.
Doubly impressive as I was still in shadow headache territory.
Sunday Update
12,399 Days Alive
8,065 Ebooks to Read
14 Days Till the Cruise
7 Days Till the New Job
5 Days Till the End of the Current Job
A lot going on for the next fortnight. And I am scraping the bottom of the barrel for the energy for it.
Spoonless Sunday
Anxiety-Riddled Thursday
12,389 Days Alive
8,029 Ebooks to Read
18 Hours Awake
I’m punchy as hell right now. And I have the hiccups.
A lot of the secondary things I do outside of work are much harder or downright impossible without computer access.
It is very frustrating.
I’m not in a great brain space, so I’m just going to go to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
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