14,749 Days Alive
Llama made it safely!!! She has currently turned into a pumpkin, and is hopefully getting rest while I finish some homework and work-work.
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Tag: Anxiety
Of Foil and Furniture
14,745 Days Alive
65 Hours, Give Or Take, Until Llama Arrives
4th Week of Diagnostic Coding for Medical Billing Starting Tomorrow
3 Chicken Teriyaki Foil Packets
Okay, this time I didn’t fall asleep without posting. I did however get completely sidetracked trying to put my room back together. Brian built the new desk I got off Amazon for me today. You know, the one I’ve been meaning to build for like three weeks now? That one.
Continue reading “Of Foil and Furniture”Of Snickerdoodle Frosties and Snowfall
14,744 Days Alive
89 Hours, 5 Minutes Until Llama Arrives!
53 Days Until the Gregorian New Year
2 33 1/3 (LP) Records Listened to Today
1 Pan of Challah Bread Pudding Made
I knocked it out of the park today! Baking, at least. Desk still is not built, but Brian said he would help me oh tomorrow with it.
Continue reading “Of Snickerdoodle Frosties and Snowfall”Of Expenses and Experiences
14,743 Days Alive
5 Days and Counting Until Llama Comes to Visit
1 Desk STILL Not Put Together
For some reason I cannot fathom, I am having the hardest damn time getting to building my new desk. I need someone to sit with me. My brain just needs someone to parallel and yammer at. I am not good with silence right now.
Continue reading “Of Expenses and Experiences”Of Root Beer and a Radio Show
14,742 Days Alive
2,606 Days Straight on Postmark Wonderland
2,182 Days in a Row on Duolingo (Esperanto and Spanish)
1 Amazing New Friend Met
This blog of mine went live in the immediate wake of my diagnosis as bipolar back in autumn of 2018. It is an online haven of my struggles, successes, trials, adventures, mishaps, and medical/therapudic experiences. It’s not for everyone, and that’s okay.
Continue reading “Of Root Beer and a Radio Show”Of Time Passing and Temple Pain
14,739 Days Alive
2,179 Days Straight on Duolingo
8.75 Days Until Llama Visits
I don’t know why, but I have a headache that is localized to just above my goddamned right eyebrow.
Continue reading “Of Time Passing and Temple Pain”Of Excitement and Exhaustion
14,738 Days Alive
233 Hours Until Llama Arrives
60 Milligrams of Hydroxyzine Taken
Post-panic attack crash sucks.
Also, I fucking forgot to hit post on this and fell asleep with my phone in my hand. Said hand now hurts.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Potatoes and Present
14,737 Days Alive
2 Trays of Potato Nachos Made for Dinner
1 Panic Attack
I am trying not to doom-spiral right now. I’m worried what the future will bring. I’m doing my best. I’m using the limited resources available to me. But gods is it hard.
Continue reading “Of Potatoes and Present”Of Gwenders and Grumpiness
14,734 Days Alive
5 Hours of Sleep
11 Subpoenas Drafted for Work
1 Possible Contract Job
Today was one of those days where I stayed up far too late last night. I mean, I was still awake at 6:27 AM. And I don’t know why. I just couldn’t get my brain to shut off.
Continue reading “Of Gwenders and Grumpiness”Of Worries and Writing
14,732 Days Alive
$277.14 in the Red Still
4 Episodes of Murder She Wrote Watched
2 Meetings Tomorrow
I am not doing so well today. I’m sober. I’ve taken all my meds, and even ate three meals. But I’m not okay.
Continue reading “Of Worries and Writing”Of Cracked Hands and Cash Flow
14,727 Days Alive
11 Documents to Generate for a Client
7 Days Till I Get Paid Again
5 Episodes of Blown Away Watched
Okay, so my hands are in agony right now. To the point where they were just red and cracking and hurt to even breathe on them. I got help from Lucian and Brian, thankfully.
Continue reading “Of Cracked Hands and Cash Flow”Of Hurdles and Hot Cocoa
14,726 Days Alive
4.0 GPA Still
2 Bean Burritos Eaten
1 Grateful Me
Well. Things got a little less suck-tacular today.
Continue reading “Of Hurdles and Hot Cocoa”Of Bereavement and Breathing
14,724 Days Alive
2,512 Days Since My Dad Passed Away
9 Courses Until I Finish My Degree
7 Years Gone in December
Hey, friends. This ain’t a happy entry, for the most part. No offenses taken if you skip this one.
Continue reading “Of Bereavement and Breathing”
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