2.68 miles. Spleesh. That’s all I got. That’s it. That’s where we’re at. I’m still proud that I’m moving forward, but this isn’t any week to write home about. Just keeping track. My ankle is still barked up, and I’m still struggling. I’m trying to figure that out, but in the meantime I’m struggling to […]
Read MoreI’m trying my best, but I’m just watching my numbers tank. Between my ankle, and now I have a displaced feeding tube, I’m lucky I moved at all. Honestly, this is just the number of steps it took to get to the minimum places in the house I needed to go and no more. I […]
Read More“Stop saying that.” “Why? It’s hilarious?” “Also, why do you have chest pain?” “See, now you’re asking the real questions.” “…” “The tube moved more. I’m about 99.9% sure it’s that because it’s a gj-tube, and the instructions say if your breathing becomes impaired to call your doctor.” “Ah. Yeah. No other weird symptoms. Nothing […]
Read More“I don’t really want to bring the ankle thing up on Monday.” “Ledge talking, are we?” “What? No. No, of course not. I?” “Kitty. Then why not?” I looked at my ankle in its little air cast. It always just takes me forever to heal and I’m just tired. I’d probably start perking up when […]
Read More“How did your day go?” he asked me. “I. I spent it crying mostly.” 0.0 “Why?! I know you’re overwhelmed, but why?” “You know I’m overwhelmed…?” “It’s obvious.” “…..” “Your hip still sucks. You just figured out how to barely deal with your feeding tube still keeping you sick, and then you did something to […]
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