Annoyed

Jesus Christ. I’m so fucking annoyed at this point. Fuck all doctors. They are all useless. None of them listen. I’m sitting here in the waiting room waiting to be seen for the 100th fucking time. My mouth at this Point is fucking murder. I saw Hepworth 2 weeks ago. I have a serious infection… Continue reading Annoyed

Really Over This

You’d think by now that all this shit that I’ve been dealing with is fixed. Or healed. In some way shape or form. It’s not. It’s getting worse. I saw Hepworth 4 weeks ago. A week prior to that I had an MRI. Hepworth found several things on the mri that the radiologist missed. Not… Continue reading Really Over This

Breaking Point

I might as well write this before I can’t. This week has been… stressful to say the least. Over the past 3 weeks my body and soul has been under attack. I’m really glad I went back to the dermatologist to figure out these sores. Herpes ain’t no fucking joke. I don’t ever remember it… Continue reading Breaking Point

Who Put The Fun In Fungus?

Can confirm. Not fun. At all. About 5 days ago I came across 2 research sites. These sites talked about combo treatment of fungal infection while using Linezolid, and Itraconazole. As I read into it more and more, it dawned on me that I need to just go all in on this. It’s really sad… Continue reading Who Put The Fun In Fungus?

The Waltz

An intricate dance of rhythm.  Slow moving to an excruciating pace. Very similar to my health problems. A constant flow moving dance. With maybe end in sight, but I’m not going to get worked up about it or try to look forward to the hope. This past week has been a struggle. My mouth has just… Continue reading The Waltz

Broken

I can only start this post off with the fact that I think my body has started to give up. While everything has been going on, I’ve neglected a very important aspect of my life, and that’s my vision. Slowly over time, I’ve noticed more and more that my long distance has become .. non-existent.… Continue reading Broken

Suffocating

This is not a fun time at all. As I look back at the past 2 years. It’s filled with a lot of emotion. A lot of fear, anger, and pain. With the clots those didn’t bug me much. Like last time.  When it started impacting my breathing and just moving in general became…. Hard. As… Continue reading Suffocating

Calm

Fight or flight. Constantly switched on. Always on high alert 24/7. Mins working overtime. Body not working anytime. Overdrive. Overtime. Absolute exhaustion.  Whichever label you want to slap on it, that’s what it’s been. It’s been too long since I have felt so strangely calm. I think in most part the victory lap I took… Continue reading Calm

Worse

I’ve grown tired of writing stuff like this.  Just seems like its all I really post about is how I just am not getting better.  Roughly 3 months ago I stopped going my blood thinners.  Not by choice.  The hematologist didn’t feel they were no longer necessary so she didn’t renew my prescription.  Eh. I went with it.  Whatever.  You are the… Continue reading Worse