First, I truly hope that everyone who has seen bad weather is safe and sound. Oklahoma has had it’s share but we’ve dodged the bullet so far. *knock wood* Y’all stay safe out there!
Second, yes this is me and yes–sadly–I very closely resemble this pic, hence this cat is now my spirit animal. I’ve lost a third of my body weight and appetite has been an issue when it comes to regaining pounds..
In other random thoughts and news, for the first time in my life, I actually feel my age. And it sucks.
Depression is a bee-otch. It also sucks.
Despite the above, I am making progress. I’ve been up and sitting for some time now. LG moved my office chair into the bedroom because at that time, walking even to the bathroom left me short of breath with zero energy. Even though I was sitting up (something both the doctors and the PT folks said I had to do) I would often fall asleep in the chair–I mean like morning, afternoon, and evening. Today, I moved the chair into my office. Lots of procrastination and laziness involved, along with a dollop of that D-stuff. Anyway, I spent half of yesterday at my desk. I did a little on-line catching up but most of the afternoon was spent sorting, matching, dealing with, and paying medical bills. This also sucked.
That’s part of the D-stuff. The deductibles had to go onto credit cards and the interest each month is close to $100 on both of them. My book sales are in the dumpster–gotta write and publish to keep the sales up. My Amazon deposit this month was $50. Our reserves are gone and we’ve cut back on everything. I thought about doing a Go-Fund-Me thingy but was embarrassed and then the weather hit and there’s a whole lot of people with bigger problems than we have. We have a roof over our head and many don’t. I hope to have the Boston Wolves book out by summer’s end but no guarantees. The surgeon, and my new primary care doc, both said it could be July before I’m back to 100%.
In other, happier–for me, anyway–news, both my OSU Cowgirls and the OU Sooners made the Women’s College World Series. Both also got host sites for the Regionals and Super-regionals. LOTS of softball to watch makes me a happy camper.
In TMI news, due to my massive weight loss, have neither butt nor boobs. Sitting is a literal pain (thank the Universe for a memory foam cushion!) and no one makes a padded training bra in my size. Also the new PC doc wanted me to get both a mammogram and a colonescopy. Her scheduling clerk called about a week after I first saw her, which was three weeks after I got home from the hospital. One, I am soooo not ready for anyone/thing to go prowling around my intestines again. Two, I no longer have enough up top to get mashed. Trust me, if there was a lump, I’d be able to feel it! That said, I highly recommend both tests for folks. Much better to be safe than sorry.
Sadly, I didn’t read or listen to a book for a long time during all this stuff. I did finally start last week. I listened to a humorous paranormal romance that was fun. LOVE BITES by Cynthia St. Aubin. She’s an unemployed and newly divorced art history major. He owns an art gallery/antique store in a Colorado tourist town. She’s human. He’s…well…not. And he hires her to be his assistant. There’s also a hunky detective and some murders. Anyway, something different. There are 2-3 more books in the serie. I haven’t checked them out yet. Once that book broke the reading dam, I moved on to the newly-released dramatized version of Ilona Andrews’s MAGIC SLAYS followed with the dv of MAGIC GIFTS. I’ve read and listened to both books numerous times but the Graphic Audio version are awesome. I still have a Nalini Singh Archangel/Guild Hunter book, and a JD Robb In Death in the stack. Oh, and a Dannika Dark new release.
And, sadly, that’s about the sum total of my life at present. I feel a bit like Rip Van Winkle. I missed seeing spring unfold out my office window. My driver’s license expired–not that I’ve been driving. 🤣 Most foods are finally starting to taste right but my stomach still can’t hold what used to be a normal meal for me, hence my inability to gain weight. I HATE looking in a mirror. All I see is bones. Not a good look for me.
Would you believe that I haven’t had a cup of coffee since December 27 (the day I went to the ER)? I’ve had the rare mocha frappucino from Starbucks, but even they tasted…off. Just a bit, but enough. I’m almost afraid to drink coffee because it might taste funky and I won’t want it any more. Yes, I am weird. Why do you ask?
And on that note, I will let you all return to you regular daily routines. I’m sorta back though I likely won’t be posting on the daily schedule I had before. We’ll see. For now, it’s enough that I’m actually at the desktop, typitty-typing away. I hope all of you are well and happy and getting along in the world. If anything has happened in your lives, PLEASE TELL ME!!!! Rip Van Wrkinkle here!
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