I went to my yearly checkup today, and it happened for the same reason it always happens–I ran out of refills on my thyroid pills. I get a yearly supply at a time (monthly refills), and the clinic will approve one more refill, but then they insist that I come in and get checked before… Continue Reading
I’ve been weaning myself off of social politics for several reasons, but I got caught up in political Twitter this morning. I saw a tweet by Trump being circulated around in which he called out Meryl Streep for the speech she made at the Golden Globes Awards. I read about what happened, and then I… Continue Reading
The best two seconds of my day are when I first wake up, before I remember that Raven is dead. In those two seconds, life is as it was before. Me and my two boys, living a cozy life together, forming our own little family. Before I open my eyes, I can pretend Raven is… Continue Reading
Ed. Note: It’s been a week sine my baby has died, and it still hasn’t completely sunk in yet. I wrote this post several days ago, but I haven’t been able to publish it yet. I don’t know why. I thought now was the right time. My Raven died Saturday night. I think it was a… Continue Reading
I am having family issues. I will be on hiatus until further notice. Stay tuned. Continue Reading
Day Six of being sick. You know the song and dance. I’m sick. I’m sick of being sick. I’m sick of being sick of being sick. It would be easier if I just had the flu or something. Then, I could be full-out sick for three days, feel like shit, but be better in a… Continue Reading
Day Five of being sick. I’m tired. So tired. And, to be honest, bored. I hate myself when I’m sick. I’m whiny and grumpy and get exhausted within seconds of doing anything. By anything, I mean sitting up, going to the bathroom, or going grocery shopping. All things I did today, by the way. I… Continue Reading
Day whatever of being sick. Feeling a little better, but still drained. Despite the title of this post, I’ve gotten some sleep. Probably more than I do on a regular basis, but I’m still so tired. All my worst traits come out when I’m sick. I’m cranky; I’m grumpy; I’m morose; I’m depressed. I don’t… Continue Reading
I am still sick. I am worse than I was yesterday. I’m tired, cranky, lethargic, and weak. I managed to get to Cub today and buy ginger, honey, a lemon, and a box of crackers. I got home, and it felt as if I’d taken a trip to Africa and back. I made some ginger… Continue Reading
I am sick. I hate being sick, and I’m a whiny bitch when it happens. Which seems to be more often than is warranted. I woke up feeling a bit wonky*, but I soldiered on. After class that night, however, I felt draggy and low energy. I went home and thought I could just sleep… Continue Reading