eBay Delivered Me Irony in a Box
Lately, it’s been quite the ‘ride’. After my latest urine sample fiasco (read about it here), the story continues. But I suppose as long as there is life, there is a story. During the worst health crash of my life the past few weeks, thanks to Myalgic Encephalomyelitis (M.E.), and during this crazy pandemic of COVID-19, self-isolation, UK lock down and all the craziness that goes with it, the time finally came. We had tossed around the need on other occasions, but this time there was no question: If I have days like these that I can’t lift a fork or comb my hair or operate my insulin pump and…
Why Did I Use such a Small, Larger Container?!?
This is definitely a TMI kind of post. But if you’re human, or at least a woman, you’ll be able to relate…even if you won’t admit to it. So, stop reading now or forever hold your peace. Today’s topic? Urine. And I’ll tell you right now, I’m gonna say the word urine a LOT in this piece so brace yourself. Also, if you are Canadian, you are hearing the word urine pronounced yur-in as you read it. If you’re British, it’s more of a yur-ine sound. So Canadians, I recommend you read/hear it in British for a higher entertainment level. Brits, trust me…to us your way is just weird. To…
Airport Security is…Heaven!
Going through security at the airport has recently begun to fill me with… Nope – not dread. Nope – not fear. Nope – not anxiety. It fills me with excitement and anticipation! (I find it important to say hear and now that this is ONLY if we are there in good time. Nothing is more stressful than setting off the REALLY bad alarm when already running short on time. But more on that soon.) So…let’s consider this Part 1 of a series, shall we? Episode 1: The Pat Down from Heaven…Mostly. Thanks to wearing a continuous glucose monitor sensor on my arm, which in basic terms is a sensor I…
This is Probably a TMI (Too Much Information) Situation AKA: I’m Having a Pity Party Without Trying to Look Like I’m Having A Pity Party
I don’t know. Do you want to know? Or do you not want to know. Maybe some of you yes and some of you no. I won’t lie…writing it and putting it out there helps me. Not because I’m looking for sympathy (although maybe some understanding is helpful) but because just getting it out of my head helps. And having a place to put what I get out of my head drives me to write it, because then it feels like it’s worth the effort. And I don’t have much effort to exert these days so, since I’m writing it, I guess I’ll post it, making it worth it –…
Less Health Stress
