Here’s the thing….

Remember when I was SOOOOOO fucking sick, like two posts ago? Ya. Put that on repeat and I’m literally sitting in my bathtub trying to stop the body aches, Lord, the body aches! I can not eat. I can not even think about food or… gag.  The headaches. And to make me feel even worse, my fucking foot warming electric blanket almost caught on fire…. With my feet on it!!! Suddenly a very strong smell of an electrical fire began emitting from the bottom of my bed. Thankfully I was awake because I had to pee! ( TMI!) put.me.down 

I had a doctors appointment Wednesday to discuss a surgery that I’m going to be having and I felt, off, but because these appointments now ALWAYS involve at least a pelvic exam but nearly always, some much more invasive exam with several people involved, I’ve begun to get physically ill before appointments and often times, during the appointment. I can’t help it. File that under extreme anxiety. I was ok-ish and we left, decided to grab a late lunch at a new restaurant we’ve found that, as a side note, has, hands down, the best bbq chicken I’ve ever had ( sounds horrible right now! Gag) anyway, sat down, ordered and boom, migraine, nausea, my upper back feeling like it’s in a vice to the point where my own head feels like a 75lb boulder that my neck can’t support. I told the husband to give me the truck keys, please get the food to go, I’m going outside in the scorching hot ninth layer of hell because something bad is trying to kill me from the inside and like an animal, I’m crawling off to die alone.

He took that to mean, oh, so I have time to finish my salad and ask what kind of pie they have?

Seriously.

He got me coconut cream, which apparently comes highly recommended by the chef, so that’s nice, a little chat with the chef and all…. 

I have not eaten it. As I write this I’m imagining lemons and flowers so that I can type…. The thought of the texture of that makes me…. Gag.

So that’s me in a nutshell. 

I have some other stuff but I’ve got to give up on the bath and try cuddling a heating pad. I have a new foot blanket coming today, thank God! Just one fucking comfort, that’s all I’m asking for…

Me