I try not to be grumpy, but I can indeed come off as a grump-a-lump. Especially when I am in distress. I’m having major trouble with my feeding tube over the course of the past.. ::Counts on fingers:: Oh, as long as it has been implanted. One of my doctors said it kind of reminds […]
Read MoreI may or may not have been ledge talking the night before my hernia surgery, however, just because I am curled up in a ball frightened the night before something scary doesn’t mean I won’t do it. It just means I’m cocooned up seeking comfort. And, usually, being a kitty-type human.. It’s in a blankie. […]
Read MoreThe antithesis of BePICCed. Here I am with Griswold making the long journey into the hospital for my dePICCing. I hadn’t gotten a single wink of sleep the night before. Not a one. I really do not like going to the hospital. It’s hard for me, and it’s harder if I have no idea what […]
Read MoreWhat I said on New Year’s Eve at the end of last year was: “What I’m hoping for in 2024, is really, really the opposite of this year. I know the beginning of the year isn’t going to be enjoyable for me because I’ll need to recover from this port infection and deal with the […]
Read MoreHappy New Year, nearly. It’s been a super very tough ride for me, but there has been so much to be thankful for. I always like to go through my year and recap it on my blog, here. So. Here’s what happened for me in 2023: January. In January, the most thrilling blog post I […]
Read MoreI did alright for this week. Not terrible, but not excellent either. I went another 3.78 miles. My feeding tube was hindering me a little bit, and I had a high fever to deal with, so I had to wait a couple days for that to come down. I didn’t feel quite like my usual […]
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