lessons this week-
sometimes you cannot heal everything.
sometimes you cannot control everything.
sometimes your orders will be a week late shipping out, and that is ok.
sometimes medicine will turn everything you eat to taste like metal and cat butt. Stop complaining about it.
sometimes you will thank yourself for putting on a new clean pair of underwear before you head out to the ER. Your mama taught you well.
and sometimes life just really sucks.
I may not be here that much this week. I have to go to th hospital every day for some treatment.
Eye sight in my right eye is....well....not there. Looking at the pc or tv screen is hard on my left eye. He is mourning, after all. The right eye vowed through sickness and health to him, and all that jazz....traitor.
The doctor is tossing around big words and labels that I fear- but I'm feeling quite grounded despite the circumstances. Agitated. Pissed. Broke a bunch of stuff throwing it at the wall (Best. Self. Help. Ever.) But grounded. And now I'm drinking up a storm of water and indulging in some apple with cheese. Tomorrow, I'm pulling out the china to meet the wall, getting more treatment, and keeping my fingers crossed that steroid treatment will not put hair on my chest. Hair on my face, I can do. Bearded lady has been a long awaited career goal.
if you have a moment, throw something at the wall for me. Think of it as a physical prain chain, for me. :)
do you what you gotta do.
love you all.
xo
