Hey there. <looks down sheepishly.> Posting has been light, right? Sorry. It goes like this: I feel like ass. I have been completely wiped out since the pneumonia took residence in my body.
Honestly, there's been a lot going on in the health department. Like, hey, I am a huge fat ass. And, hey, I don't have insomnia anymore – instead, I want to sleep all of the time. And, hey, I can't concentrate or remember anything for more than two minutes. And, hey, I'm a crazy moody bitch a lot of the time.
Fortunately, I got to see my beloved Dr. Garcia today. (I don't know if she realizes that our time together is so exhaustively chronicled. Here, let's help her out: Dr. Alina Garcia, Las Vegas, Fibro and fatigue. That should help if she googles herself, like I do.) So, my thyroid is not right. Again. I hate this stupid thing and wish it would REGULATE AND LEAVE ME ALONE. So more thyroid meds coming my way.
Dr. Garcia was cool with my executive decision to not get the spinal tap. However, I think we all know that I had made my mind up on that.
Because of the big monster horse antibiotics, I have to do some more time with the antifungals. Not diflucan this time because I don't think it worked last time.
A lot of the current fatigue is due to the pneumonia. Too much going on at work to give into that. Plus, I missed a week earlier this month from it. Whether I like it or not, there are billable hours that I must pay attention to.
Honestly, I can't keep my focus long enough to make any of this make sense. Still not completely better. Broken old lady. Should hopefully have smaller ass soon.
The end.
