I work a lot.
Anywhere from 66-91 hours a week to be exact. But on my days off, I edit, write, and live life. It’s funny how working a job that I love can change how I manage my free time. When I’m home, I’m more focused on my actual projects than ever before. I actually have to fight to incorporate leisure time due to my guilt of wasting a single moment of productive time. Or maybe it’s because I have very few hours of that time allotted these days… Continue reading
With four days left (including Wednesday), I found out new things about me and the stupefied healthcare providers that currently “support” me.
My “Crohn’s” cramps came back with a vengeance this week, and I had to get to the bottom of them to move forward. Okay, so maybe I’ve been eating a lot more potatoes and watermelon at work (the latter being a running gag with the Production Staff), and after my antibiotics, I could see myself potentially feeding the Candida overgrowth. I didn’t have this much watermelon at my disposal during January’s Whole30 run.
I took the day off from “Kidding” to recover from my cramps, and attempted a doctor’s appointment. When I called at 9:00 AM, I was notified of the once impossible-to-schedule doctor’s office’s amendment to their stuffed system; replaced with a walk-in option from 9-11 AM. I drove over by 9:15, and waited until 10 AM for the doctor to show up.