I don’t even know what to write about, recently. I’ve become complacent with being and accomplishing nothing. I’m a the great failure.
Last week I was the sickest I’ve been in a very long time. I was quite literally out of my mind. And if I’m being honest with myself, I still am.
I was plagued by the worst flu I have ever experienced. To make matters worse, I fainted several times; one involved hitting my head so hard, that I was knocked unconscious for an extended period of time.
When I came to, I was in pain, and very weak. I crawled to the couch to help me up. My night grew worse and worse. My final fainting spells caused me to hit my head on the toilet and tumble into the shower.
I was scared. I don’t want to go back through the bullshit that I endured in 2007. I called my husband, in a tearful panic, begging him to come home.
Flu, food poisoning, a dislocated shoulder, and a severe-pain-in-the-ass-concussion.
A few days prior, I had some biopsies done. My results came back with mostly good news. However, the odd discoloration on the side of my nose is precancerous, and developing quickly. March 10th I will be having it removed, along with stitches from my other biopsies. Fun.
I’m feeling better. I’m not too weak to love on my fur-kids. They were a shining beacon of hope and comfort. Much like my brother was for me, as well. He came to stay and help me while my husband was working. I was very appreciative.
Poor guy got sick, too. Two sick dorks. It literally was a shit show. We weathered the storm, as we do. Once he was doing better, I took him home. Then my husband got sick.
Seriously, life. What is the fucking deal here?
Through this all, I neglected to take care of myself and maintain my medications. I’m in a bit of a state of mania. Tonight I made sure that I got back on track.
And that’s pretty much it. I wish I could say that I’m relieved or something like that. But I’m not. I’m just blank. Manic. Withdrawn. Blah.
It’s just life. Shit like this happens. I just roll with it.
Wishing everyone well.
Sorry if I haven’t been my usual self. I’m too worn out. I’m not ignoring anyone, especially not on purpose. I just need a little bit of time to regroup myself and keep on keeping on.