Wait…What?

 I had a doctors appointment on Tuesday. I’ve been able to drop three meds and am taking almost no insulin. I researched vitamins that support the pancreas since mine had taken early retirement and it’s kicked back in a little already. Go Pancreas! 

Anyway, because I’m, as my doc says “ A delicate flower” I’ve been seeing her ever single month for 14 months!!! I know, right? Like, pay for dinner once in awhile. But, the time has finally come…. She says I can go every three or six months, up to me! I was like, are you sure you can afford that? You just built a new building, how will you pay for that if I’m not seeing you every 3-4 weeks? Will you be ok emotionally? Should we go to therapy? We chose three months because I really think she needs a little weening off period. 

So, I have POTS, thanks Covid, you little bitch, and it affects my heart and it’s why I’m a fainting girl now. It’s so chic, so exciting to never know when you’ll be waking up on the ground. I love it. But guess what? It qualifies me for a…. Disabled parking thingy. 

Yes, THAT made me feel old as fuck! But like, I still have to walk once I get in, right? So…. ? Anyway, we got it and you have never seen anyone as excited over a disabled parking space as me! It is my true mission in life to get the best, closest, most VIP parking space at all the places! Like, I am THAT competitive, ok, no judging! This is like a dream come true for me. Front door service? Can we throw in some bottle service as well? No, nobody will do that, but I do get to grin deep inside while the voice in my brain yells “I Win!!” To anyone past five spaces away from the door. Ya, I have never said that I’m not petty.

The husband took me shopping after the doc appointment for Mother’s Day, that one special day of the year where two of my offspring flip me off with their searing silence. It’s awesome! Anyway, I picked out a couple of outfits AND I have drooled over this particular brand of shoes for YEARS. They are quirky, leather and hand painted, they have boots, shoes, sandals and I want every single one. Like I actually go visit them on their website and have for like three, four years? They are stunning and like I said, quirky, as in you probably won’t have to worry that you and 10 other women are wearing the same shoe at an event. I’ve never bought them because I was always a jeans and t-shirt girl and never thought that they would fit the look…. But, since I have literally thrown out all my old clothes, bought new everything, yes, jeans too and T-shirts but dresses and COLOR… I know that I can fit these in and even on a jeans day, roll the cuff up a tiny little roll and show some spark! Not that I don’t express my quirks, cus I do, but these are amazing! The husband bought me a pair and I’m swooning! As in, I really want to place them on my pillow and snuggle them. It does not take much to make me happy! 

I have a Robb update but I’ll save it for next time. I need to go watch some true crime documentary to calm me down before bed.

Don’t judge.

Night luvs oh, and to a bear, nice pic. 

Tracy