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I get the weirdest spam on this blog. There’s tons that are just gobbledy-gook like a cat ran down the keyboard and here in there in the mix are some smut words. Other times there is a paragraph of nonsense. Makes me laugh as I go through them. Here’s one I’ve been searching for [...] I am in the process of getting a new treatment this week. It’s called IVIg and it’s exciting and it sucks. When I say it sucks, it’s because I’m the lucky ’50%’ that the nurse said would get a killer headache. It’s the worst one I’ve ever had. I am banking so much [...]
I have dropped off the radar again. Not intentionally; the days just seem to meld into one long day, and I’ve been so sick, time is getting away from me. I haven’t talked to my best friend in at least a month. Again, not intentionally. I’ve written so many ‘I’m sorry’ emails in the past, I just don’t know what to say anymore. I feel extrememly guilty about isolating, but at the same time, I can’t seem to stop. I had a horrible realization a few days ago, and it was-I make it through each day and try and get well enough to make it to my next doctor visit. I actually missed my last one. I couldn’t get out of bed so C went and picked up my prescriptions. This is no way to live, I feel powerless to change it. Between non-stop flaring and being a momma, I have no time for anything anymore. Facebook, my Christian groups, Flickr, television, nada. For those who aren’t computer-heads it’s not much of a big deal, but the computer has become part of my life since becoming ill. It’s my ticket out into civilization, lol. Continue reading Depressed and optimistic, is that possible?
Fractured, LITAL©2010 Infinity. I know that this is totally random, but when I got on tonight to post, I noticed this icon that I have probably seen a million times and never bothered to see what it was. So I clicked it, and it’s a dialog box for custom characters. [...] I used to work in a drug and alcohol inpatient rehab facility. That’s a mouthful. Each night I would come in and meet with the swing shift nurses and get caught up on who just came in, what their drug of choice is (that would determine their detox protocol) and who was the troublemaker [...] |
    
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