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Jason actually wanted to see a movie. Normally, I want to go and he doesn’t. So, we don’t. But he wanted to see this one and I was curious and we did. I’m glad we did. There are bloggers and reviews that will point out how controversial, good, had, or honest it is. I’m not Read more
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….. Sneezles (the cat) hasn’t eaten anything in nearly a week. Or, at least about a week. He barely moves. Barely drinks. I think he mews when he doesn’t see anyone for a while or just when he has strength to do so. Quite clearly, he won’t be around for much longer. And there’s nothing Read more
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I’m kind of surprised that I’m doing as well as I am. The fluctuation in temperature from warm to cold has left me extremely stiff. My back is starting to bleed from the wound again. My joints ache. Of course, there’s the ongoing struggle to sleep and the change of thyroid medicine has left me Read more
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Jason is in Indy until Thursday evening. The state is having its annual get together where they all get drunk… I guess. They network and go to random seminars and whatnot on the tax payer dime. I think it’s good. It’s good for him to get out, although I wish he would have remembered to Read more
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I have so many thoughts going through my head that I’m crazy. But this is a different type of crazy from the usual crazy. I guess it’s a more controlled crazy. It’s a more realized and manageable one since…. finally… I got my brain tumor and some answers. I don’t remember if I wrote in Read more
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A couple of days ago, I felt almost broken. Not fully broken mentally or physically. Just severely cracked. I think I was feeling kind of peaceful. Kind of accepting. There wasn’t a reason to struggle or fret. I certainly wasn’t in the ‘everything will be okay’ camp but was just tired. It takes a lot Read more
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Today…. today, I’m trying not to be as stressed out as I’ve been all week. I’m trying to keep the insanity, panic, and anxiety to a minimum. I’m trying not to feel guilty, unloved, or upset. Rationally, I know there isn’t a need for any of those emotion. They don’t apply. There’s a lot of Read more
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I don’t want to talk to people from the Charis Center any more. They upset me. They tell me I’m going to die painfully… slowly… although they don’t know what I look like. They just try to cookie cutter me into meal plans without taking into account sensibilities or my personal ideas and options. They’re Read more
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Because I’m an obsessive thinker, I have some additional thoughts about food as a continuation from yesterday’s post. Food, as it is today, isn’t really food. It’s filler. It’s big words made from oils and substances left over from other processes. Food is made from mistakes. It’s not natural. Instead, we have pink slime instead Read more
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