I Continue to Exist

I've been so bad with the writing lately. I think part of it is that I'm a little overwhelmed by all the recent medical news and I'm not digesting it all that fast, so it's hard to know what to write. Things are off and on weird with my sister, mostly because she's going through a similar, but not quite the same, medical situation. I have to go to work every day, so that distracts me some, but I don't think she has a distraction, and so she's dealing with it very differently than I am.

What can I tell you? No job yet for the ever-persevering K, who continues to apply for every job she can find. In the meantime, she gets up in the morning and waits to be called to sub someplace.

As for me, school is actually good this year, aside from the Big Bad, which has to do with me being in the library alone and not having bathroom access when that happens; the actual library and its work are good. I'm busy, I have more good readers this year, lots of nice kids, and all that. I may sing a different tune next week after I've done all the freshman orientation classes -- about 25 -- by myself, but that's okay, too.

I'm going to start physical therapy tomorrow, and hoping that goes well. Actually, I'm hoping it's like getting a good massage that's covered by insurance. I can dream, can't I?

Oh hey, I went to the cardiologist yesterday and had a stress test and would you believe? It seems that I have one bodily system that actually works just the way it's supposed to! I know! I was astonished myself.

I was looking over some old entries I'd started that I have on Google docs, and I miss writing like that, the entry about something interesting, or something I'm passionate about. Too much health stuff lately. I'd like to get back to that, so I need to try to just do it. Perhaps if I can still hold my head up tomorrow night, I shall.




watching THE GOLDEN GIRLS :: ENTRY #2124
READING: Say You're One of Them by Uwem Akpan