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.
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Tag: Spock the cat
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 The Princess Bride and Power Outages
13,014 Days Alive
21 Motifs to Finish
2 Lovey-Dovey Movies
1.5 Hours Without Power
1 Still Under the Weather Kitty
So the power knocked out for about two hours or so earlier today. We were watching The Princess Bride when the power went out. Fen and I opened up the house and did some cleaning while the power was out.
Continue reading “Of The Princess Bride and Power Outages”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”Helps when you hit “publish”
13,012 Days Alive
2 Veggie Corndogs Eaten
Edit: son of a bitch. I forgot to publish this before I fell asleep.
I’m exhausted. I think I’m still feeling a bit of the after effects of this bloody shot. Everything still aches. Hopefully I’ll feel better in the morning.
Continue reading “Helps when you hit “publish””Of Immunizations and Illness
13,009 Days Alive
I get my first dose of the COVID-19 vaccine tomorrow. I’m not looking forward to it as I’m always afraid of having bad reactions to shots.
But I’ll power through.
Continue reading “Of Immunizations and Illness”Of Emotions and Early Mornings
13,008 Days Alive
2 Therapy Homework Assignments
I had therapy with Mx S. today. It went well enough; I told them about the massive panic attack on Thursday and we discussed it at great length.
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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 Miyazaki and Munchies
12,999 Days Alive
521 Day Streak On Duolingo
6 Skeins of Colors for Meg’s Blanket
4 Loads of Laundry Done
2 Slices of Bacon and Onion Pizza
1 Finished Blanket for Little Bee
I had a massive headache this morning. So I put on my second favorite Hayao Miyazaki film, Howl’s Moving Castle. I found out that I don’t own Spirited Away!
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12,998 Days Alive
3 Doritos Locos Tacos Eaten
I still don’t like Doritos locos tacos. At all. But Taco Bell messed up the order tonight and I didn’t become aware of it until long after the bra had been shed and the house clothes donned. So I just ate what I was given.
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12,996 Days Alive
2 Burritos Eaten
1 Movie Watched
1/2 A Round Completed on Little Bee’s Blanket
I’m still working on Little Bee’s blanket. I’m still eleven rows + the border from done. I’m not sure the border I’m going to do yet, but it’ll be nice. And hopefully done in the next week or so.
Continue reading “Of Cartoons and Crafting”Of Humdrum and Headaches
12,994 Days Alive
1 Massive Headache
I think I’m dealing with a caffeine withdrawal headache. I forgot to take caffeine pills with my morning meds and my head has been killing me all day. No amount of water has made it stop.
Continue reading “Of Humdrum and Headaches”Of Burgers and Building
12,987 Days Alive
It’s Martin Luther King, Jr. Day here in the US. And two days to the presidential inauguration. It feels like we’re just holding our collective breath, waiting for the other metaphoric shoe, or another goddamned homegrown terrorist attack, to drop.
It’s an exhausting and stressful situation.
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