Applied the lovely eye sticker to the bedroom wall and didn't do a very good job. They're supposed to be side-glancing, head dipped slightly downward. The eye to the right should be slanted a bit more than I positioned it. Oh well. I tried.
Here goes that burning feeling I still get down there at times. I still don’t know if something’s wrong or if it’s something I’m doing, like maybe the wet wipes are irritating me or something like that. I know I should just make an appointment, but I also don’t want the possibility of getting hit with a whole new round of problems.
I’m really starting to wonder if Andy’s even bothering to read most of the journal entries I send him. Lately, he’s been slower to reply to them and even says he prefers pictures to text. Also, how come he hasn’t pointed out any typos in so long? Am I suddenly doing that well? I told him no one’s obligated to read my journal. If he’s not interested, just say so. I’m not him. I don’t see the need to send him things I know he’s not interested in, yet he says it’s ok to still send them.
Really
starting to go from annoyed and frustrated to worried and concerned over the
memory loss issues I’ve been having that are connected to my hypothyroidism.
Before I was forgetting certain names and facts, now I’m forgetting things I’m
doing. First I’d forget names and even my damn SS#. It seemed to take forever
to memorize phone numbers and other things like that. But now I’m throwing
things away and turning off lights I don’t remember turning off just minutes
ago. I know we all do these things every now and then no matter what age we
are, but this is getting a bit extreme. What am I going to do next, throw my
rats in the recycle bin and forget ever doing it?
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