I’m not sleeping well lately, though no existential search is required. It’s not even the “mother with cancer” thing. It’s simply pain. It rarely stops now, and though it’s not as sob-inducing as my neuralgia, it’s not insignificant. My new, new surgeon is investigating a suggestion by my new, now former surgeon. All roads lead to surgery, it seems. Only a few weeks wait for … Continue reading Don’t overdo it.
I love a good quote. I wish I remembered them for longer than seconds. My mother has the kind of lung cancer that’s not going to get better. Living through this is probably the hardest thing I’ll ever have to do. I’ve lived in the aftermath of sudden death, but I’ve never walked the path with someone when the end is guaranteed. Philosophically and pedantically … Continue reading Quotes for the week.
I’m busy doing a whole lot of nothing. It takes up a surprising amount of time. Within the nothing, I’ve painted the mudroom, done a bunch of exercising with the FitOn app (it’s awesome and free, though I did pay twenty or so dollars for the advanced options), and met my new orthopedic surgeons. They don’t think I need a hip replacement yet (yay!), but … Continue reading Reblog: “Complementary states: we aren’t made for one thing.”
I struggle with general anxiety disorder, which can manifest itself in unpleasant ways. For years, my main coping skill was my eating disorder. It’s hard to obsess about anything else when you’re bingeing and purging. Eating disorders, however, get you dead, and though I’ve tried to “shuck off this mortal coil” while in the pit of despair, I mostly don’t want to be gone. Enter … Continue reading Reblog: A Nickel For Your Presence.
From Famine to Feast 