13,031 Days Alive
I had my meds doctor appointment today. I was honest about how much I’m struggling and how suicidal I am.
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Tag: Food
Of Dill and Dishes
13,030 Days Alive
3 Cucumber Dill Sandwiches Consumed
My poor team lead Miss Britt is down for the count with a sinus infection, the poor dear. I hope she feels better soon. Work went well today, though I wish I’d gotten more calls done.
Continue reading “Of Dill and Dishes”Of Chicken and Calling
13,029 Days Alive
I actually feel like I did well at work today. I did a lot of calls, I think, and I didn’t cry in my car after work. Even had the spoons to make dinner when I got home despite being exhausted.
Continue reading “Of Chicken and Calling”Of Shopping and Synonyms
13,028 Days Alive
1,842 Steps Walked Today
2 Packs of Mushrooms Bought for Under $3.00
1 Final Chimichanga Eaten
So. The synonym of the day is “lifestyle change” rather than dieting. Because dieting has very negative connections in my mind and I take it to extreme and dangerous lengths. So instead, I’m making a lifestyle change.
Continue reading “Of Shopping and Synonyms”Of Spaghetti and Suicidal Thoughts
13,024 Days Alive
1 Bowl of Pasta Eaten
I’m more exhausted than a NASCAR tailpipe right now, and I’m fried from work, so I’ll be quick.
I’m really, really in a dark place right now. I’m having trouble with the mental radio.
I’m not okay. But I’m going to do my best to power through this down slide.
I’m going to go cry myself to sleep.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Pearls and Progress
13,021 Days Alive
1 Cup of Chai Enjoyed
So I made cheaters Caprese salad this evening. Basil, tomato, mozzarella pearls, spring mix, white onion, and balsamic vinaigrette. Super easy to make and eat. It gets better the longer it rests, too, so the leftovers will be awesome tomorrow.
Continue reading “Of Pearls and Progress”Of Plans and Pizza
13,020 Days Alive
5 Episodes of Kitchen Nightmares Watched
4 Slices of Pizza Eaten
I had planned to make cookies after attending Crafty Women via Zoom this morning. But with Spock waking me up yet again at just past five thirty in the morning, I was exhausted.
Continue reading “Of Plans and Pizza”Of Grapes and Gratitude
13,019 Days Alive
I made it through the day without puking from stress or pain! I’m genuinely grateful for that, as the rest of this week the same could not be said.
Continue reading “Of Grapes and Gratitude”Of Nausea and Nachos
13,018 Days Alive
3 Days of Migraine
1 Nauseous Me
I left work early today. I didn’t throw up in the trash can at work again, but it was a near thing. I did end up pain-puking when I got home and knocked out after a second dose of imatrex for almost three hours today.
Continue reading “Of Nausea and Nachos”Of Groceries and Going Forward
13,016 Days Alive
5 Jalapeño Poppers Eaten
2 Grocery Stores Visited
1 Slightly Exhausted Me
There are times where I feel if I stop moving, if I slow down, if I freeze up, I’ll keel over. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s a form of mania? I’m honestly not sure. Whatever it is, it’s exhausting. Utterly taxing.
Continue reading “Of Groceries and Going Forward”Of Celebration and Cola
13,013 Days Alive
5 Rolls of Sushi Eaten
2.5 Diet Cokes Consumed
1 Awesome Day
Spock had me up at four a.m. again today. He was hungry which is a good thing. He’s still constipated, but he’s in good spirits and still eating and drinking as he should.
Continue reading “Of Celebration and Cola”Of Roadtrips and Recipes
13.007 Days Alive
2 New Recipes to Tweak
1 Happy Spockers
Spock and Fen both seemed glad to see me back home. The visit with Mal and the girls was nice. I am glad to be home, though. Not crocheting for a full weekend was weird.
Continue reading “Of Roadtrips and Recipes”Of Birthdays and Babysitting
13,006 Days Alive
2 Pieces of Birthday Cookie
1 Chicken Enchilada
So today was Mal’s birthday celebration. It was pretty fun! We had these awesome ham and cheese sliders that Bubbles made and played Game of Disney which is like Cards Against Humanity, but completely Disney centered. It is nowhere near PG though.
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