I completely dislike my job. Lead directors has two faces — the one they show to the public and one that says schedules are the most important. … (thinking) I have bronchitis and pneumonia. (Three antibiotics and one inhaler.) Our eldest cat Brook is deathy sick. Our bedroom floor is covered in pee pads. We …
I had been fighting what I thought was the flu at my job for the last two weeks. I had actually missed 6 days in a row. Anyway, I was back at work. Had been for three days. And I was outside walking around and interacting with the children, when I started dripping sweat from …
I have had a terrible last two weeks. …. So many nightmares. Night terrors. Waking up crying out people’s names. Sobbing in my sleep (David said I was saying “Merry’s” name during those.) Fighting the exhaustion of working out. Incredibly hot weather (85 F with 80% humidity). Bleh. Applying for jobs. Getting rejected for grocery …
So my nose is 100% percent better. And sleeping is allowing me to dream walk again. Oh, so much fun! But my dreams lately are blurry. Or of living in our house in Yuba City and Jack living in the same house or trying to terrorize me. (Trauma maybe? I haven’t seen or heard from …
Yes. I got quiet. Very quiet. David got “laid off” with a severance package from OceanIt. We have … maybe enough money. So, hey mi FAMILIA … We might need help. For real. Please do not let us go homeless again. David has two great options for future employments. One will move us to Seattle. …
Last week, I got approved for a very high amount credit card from USAA. Thankfully, I am still on the mortgage and title to my old house (which is over 50% paid off). David agreed that the toaster oven from my Aunties is far superior to his 15-year-old one. So … I have it all. …
enough. When I told my psychiatrist about not having an appetite, he did not care? Or I perceived he did not care because his first response was, “Well, I am not increasing your setraline.” (I spelled that wrong. My anti-depressant.) Anyway, I wanted to scream across the phone at him, “You started me on half …
I slept almost twenty hours. I woke up today around 2:30 PM, and felt amazing. Rested. Brain working. Happy. Still no appetite though … lol My dreams the past week have been horrific. (The “Jack burns/kills/destroys everything I love” kind.) We are going to anoint the house with oil.
Those little yellow grains of corn. I have found them everywhere over the past few weeks. I lifted Bubsy’s tail today and saw the worm wriggling. Oh shit. So we sent the vet pictures. I kept the tapeworms in a wet wipe (they might need to test them). Worse yet. I have had no appetite …
So, I started the week with non-stop diarrhea and gagging. (Pedylate did not help.) Moved into massive phone calls from my old neighborhood in Eureka to let me know Betty’s house had caught on fire. Opps. Betty died and the house was sold for a LOT of money. Long story short: my house was fine. …