Thought for the Day…
Be careful about reading health books. You may die of a misprint. Attributed – Mark Twain
Be careful about reading health books. You may die of a misprint. Attributed – Mark Twain
Why do people feel compelled to define people by what they do all day? How many people love their jobs to the point of BEING their work? Yeah, way too many. But how many of those weirdos will take a beginning clay class? My teacher for this class decided to do the name, occupation, how much experience meet-n-greet… Read More »
The HSG was an interesting experience. I get into these stirrups that spread me wide and put the pretty little paper blanket over my bared nethers. Doctor (male) and nurse (female) come in. Doctor uncovers my pretties and then spends 5+ minutes prepping and yacking with the nurse. They tried to incorporate me in the convo but really,… Read More »
It’s not enough that I go and order plants in a fugue state, now I must go shopping locally and purchase more plants. Not regular plants, no. I must get new plants (tubers) that must be dug up in the fall and put back in the spring. Yes. This sounds like a good idea! No, not good, not… Read More »
There’s little I love more than getting out into the yard and planting things. Doesn’t always turn out the way I want but hey, its fun. This is why its such a shock to get an email telling me that there are 28 plants on their way. Twenty Eight. Not 27 or 29, twentee ate. Plants. Plants that… Read More »
Here’s the lay out if you’re facing the bed. King sized bed. Marc on the right, me on the left. Between us is Sasha, up near the top, and Kala down at our feet. Colette, the cat, floats from side to side. My eyes fly open. Room, dark… silent. Noise, what is that? Look to the left of… Read More »
Lately I’ve been waking up at 3am. Fully awake, fully aware, fully full. It takes a little time to fall back asleep but not too bad. Last night I woke up at 3am, like normal, and thought, “Shit! I didn’t take my shot. It’s Sunday!” So I get up, get my shot, warm it under my arm for… Read More »
It alienates you, simply put. When you’re having a bout of exhaustion for weeks or months or eternity and a friend asks you how you’ve been doing or what you’ve been up to, how do you answer them? “Oh, I’ve been sleeping constantly” or the old standby “Watching the inside of my eyelids” You’ve been a lump and… Read More »
Been hanging in there. Fluctuating between sleeping and being a manic with-it woman. What IT is remains a mystery but damnit, I’m with it. Cognition is also improved. Didn’t realize how “slow” I had gotten until things started coming back. Doing some web work is now an achievable goal instead of an insurmountable obstacle. Odd, but truly refreshing.… Read More »
The definition of a good nights sleep: Waking up more times than you fall asleep. Think about it.