I am aware that I am less than some people prefer me to be,
but most people are unaware that I am so much more than what they see.
— Douglas Pagels

Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Unloading the unruly thought muscle (a few pictures, too)

I just laughed out loud calling my brain a thought muscle. That's accurate, though, isn't it? Never mind. I'm a gooberhead.

My sister-in-law gave me Zollie's walking cane. Most days, I can get around my apartment without assistance, but I'm weaker than usual from low caloric intake. It has helped with my balance around the apartment. That sweet man is missed, but I honor his memory by doting heavily on his dog (who I regretfully can't find a picture of right now) every time I visit my brother and SIL's house.

In spite of my efforts at minimalism, I do still collect postcards and Pokemon cards. If you like trading or would just like to send me some (I would love you lots!), email me at ugottafriend4life@gmail.com for a P.O. Box #.

I sure miss my nieces. I was supposed to carpool to Louisiana to spend a couple of weeks with them around my birthday, but my decline with Gastroparesis landed me in the ER instead and life has been a bit of a downward spiral ever since. I hope to see some improvement so I can go soon.

I lost all of Deanna's text messages when I had to reset the phone recently. She was my only close friend in SoMo (South Mobile County), and I still feel a wide range of emotion when I drive through her part of town, because she's no longer here for no good reason. I'm sad for her kids, who were separated, most of all.

All I have to say about Penzey is right here.

I decided to reopen my Facebook to follows if you want to holler at me or lurk like an introvert (because that's OK too). Public posts involve health updates, so consider that your TMI warning.
And now...*DEEP BREATH*...I hope I don't regret this:
My NaNoWriMo
My Fitness Pal
My very quiet Tumblr
My Genealogy Blog (much more on the way soon)
Silly, sappy, angry, obnoxious, unfiltered me is here. Enter at your own risk, or something. Honestly, if you can handle me on Twitter, you can handle me anywhere, because it's only up from there. In all seriousness, I don't bite (unless you deserve it, LOL).

I am one of only 1000 people in the world who owns this silly calendar. John and Hank Green (aka Vlogbrothers, and yes THAT John Green) are two of my favorite guys. They are YouTubers, authors, and founders of a great non-profit organization that raises millions of dollars through their annual Project For Awesome. Nerdfighteria is a fun group of misfits, and it has been cool to see how this whole thing has grown (more like exploded) over the years. Glad to be a part in some small way.

I guess if I'm going to be forced to live on liquids, I might as well bring out this piece of fine nostalgic geekery to help. :-)

I've lost 19 pounds in less than a month. Being overweight is irrelevant. Even my Lose It app is telling me to stop this crazy train. If only I could. Losing the ability to digest solid food has been a difficult turn of events in what is already a challenging existence. Most of the food that I recently vacuum-sealed and put in the freezer, I've given away.

I am staying hydrated as best as I can, and I'm still trying to take in liquid calories, but currently I am averaging less than 300 a day. Every time I drink anything other than water, I feel like I'm suffocating. I have to fuss/pray/fight to keep what I swallowed from coming back up, while my stomach reminds me that it does not approve of any of this by twisting into a hundred Celtic knots.

The recently-prescribed medication isn't working. I miss food, but I'm trying my best to take this all in stride. Some days (hours? minutes?) are better than others. At times, I am finding reasons to smile and searching for a silver lining (I'll be able to wear my favorite pair of jeans again soon). Other times, I am nearly in tears from the pain and I feel like I am dying a gradual, horrid death.

I don't know how, but I'm going to beat this. Just you wait and see.