12,288 Days Alive
6,493 Books to Read
5 PT/OT Appointments Attended
1 New Purse Purchased
Today was a day in which I might have done too much.
Muddled But Manageable Monday
Tag: Therapy
Behind By a Bit
12,282 Days Alive
6,477 Books to Read
3 Episodes of Sabrina Watched
2 Tacos Eaten
1 Cold Front Coming
So. I need to catch up. I’ve been doing great on #FlashFictionFebruary, but I am way behind in all of my reading challenges.
Some Crafting and Home Cooking
12,280 Days Alive
6,473 Books to Read
6 Roses Bought
4 Ultimate Oreos Eaten
2 Pieces of Garlic Bread Eaten
1 New Squishmallow Owl Plushie
Man. Today was rough. Not completely devastating or anything like that. But I went to bed at… ten? Eleven? I don’t even know.
12,277 Days Alive
2 Birthdays This Weekend
1 More Day Till the Weekend
I’ve made it through another day. I’m in pain and exhausted. I’m going to try to get to bed early.
Worn Out Wednesday
12,276 Days Alive
6,464 Ebooks to Read
1 Bowl of Damned Delicious Soup Eaten
So. I made it through the day on about 90 minutes of sleep and six cups of coffee. I didn’t even stress vomit (though it was absolutely a near thing several times today). Physical therapy sucked physically but helped mentally.
Migraine Monday
12,274 Days Alive
6,448 Books To Read
3 Tacos Eaten
2 New Pairs Of Shoes
1 Physical Therapy Appointment Completed
Today was a rough day. I woke up with a squidge of a migraine, passed out in the marshmallow bean bag in the living room after my morning meds. And had my first physical therapy appointment today.
Terribly Tired Tuesday
12,254 Days Alive
5,702 Books to Read
3 Loads of Laundry Done
2 Hours Slept
1 Very Grumpy Me
Question of the day: what do you use to help you get through the day after a rotten night’s sleep?
I’m exhausted to the point of pain. But I am also accomplished.
So Long and Skip-Bo
12,337 Days Alive
5,351 Books to Read
207 Book Reading Challenges To Pick From
6 Days Till the Next Adventure Starts!
5 Games of SkipBo Played
2 Days Left in 2019
>1 Day Till We See J and Bill6 and Give Them Their Belated Yule Gifts
We’re in the home stretch of 2018 here and I have never been so glad to see the back end of a year.
If I had to boil 2018 down and spit out a phrase, it would be “catastrophic amounts of change”.
2019 will be better.
I have to keep telling myself that.
Today was mostly spend struggling to get the hell out of bed.
I’m still having horrific nightmares and flashbacks every damn night. I’m perpetually exhausted. And I’m also stuck in mega fast forward. My entire body hurts. Every joint is in pain and finding a comfortable position sitting or lying down is near impossible. It makes me wish that my CBD pills weren’t $50 a bottle still. And if the visit to get my medical marijuana card wasn’t five times that it would be an option. But now I make less than $2k a month and have to be careful where I expend money.
The weather was nice, at least.
Fog choked skies and smattering of sunshine as my Darling Wife and I raced away from Downtown Tampa towards Deej’s home. Subway was the meal of choice and I heartily enjoyed the tuna salad bowl I got.
The incessant pain made today’s visit a little less fun. I couldn’t help but be uncomfortable but I tried to have fun anyway. We played SkipBo with Deej and their momma. It was fun. And I even won a round!
I’ve got to turn in for the night. My head is honestly killing me.
Take your meds, friends. And never be afraid to ask for help.
Christmas Day 2018
12,233 Days Alive
3 Weeks Since Daddy’s Passing
2nd Christmas Since We Got Married
1 Massive Panic Attack
I didn’t sleep well last night. Nightmares aplenty. Of illness and heart failure. Of late night calls and of the funeral.
I wasn’t in a very merry mood this morning.
Yarn, Yawns, and Yearnings
Days Alive: 12,231
Days Left in 2018: 8
Times I’ve Restarted the Current Shawl: 4
Kitties Alive and Well: 2
Naps Had Today: 2
There’s just over a week left in 2018. Change for the better is coming, I know it.
Free Food and it’s Finally Friday, Folks!
Days Alive: 12,194
Coworkers Out, Sick or On Vacation: 5
Breadsticks Eaten: 4
Hugs Gotten From Steph: so many!
Free Cupcakes Eaten: just 1!
Steps for the Day: 3,451
Both of my coworkers at the new adventure called in sick today, so it was just Miriam and I for most of the day! And I did fine!
Continue reading “Free Food and it’s Finally Friday, Folks!”
Early to Rise
Days alive: 12,172
Days till NaNoWriMo: 6 and counting
Cats asleep on me right now: all 3
Months since diagnosis as Bipolar 1: 1
Hours slept: less than 4.5
It has officially been one month since my diagnosis as having bipolar one disorder.
I still hate it. Continue reading “Early to Rise”
Drowning in Depression
Trigger warning, suicide mention.
Days alive: 12,162
Hours awake: only about twelve.
I feel like I’m drowning today.
I got sleep, probably more than five hours of it, with interruptions. I still can’t manage to stay asleep for all that long. It’ll get better, but I’ve been up since three am.
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