My lungs got tight yesterday and I had to take a hit off my inhaler. It was probably some of the cleaning chemicals I used earlier. Didn’t like those two rounds of pain I had by my left shoulder blade either. I get that every now and then and sometimes I’m not sure if it’s connected to my TMJ.

I rarely lose more than a pound in one day, but I lost 1.5 pounds. Not surprisingly, I’m so fucking hungry today that nothing I eat satisfies me. Hate that feeling.

For the third time in a row, I slept shitty and the new neighbors in Ralph’s place have already woken me up by slamming vehicle doors. The sound funnels between our place and next door and reverberates underneath the house. Really miss brick on concrete as opposed to elevated wooden houses because they don’t conduct nearly as much sound. Can’t see us ever on a concrete slab again, though.

Once again I just wanted to get the fuck away from people and get out of the city, but running to the country won’t do me any good because if my sleep is as cursed as it seems to be, it doesn’t matter where we go. I actually slept worse in Maricopa than Phoenix with all the fucking sonic booms and loose barking dogs that would waltz onto our land.

I just want to be able to sleep, but I’m probably not going to be able to catch up until Saturday.

It was probably when they closed the door of the Penske rental truck they used to move in with that woke me up. Still don’t know who lives there or what they drive. Tomorrow is trash day and they have their bin blocking their driveway, so maybe there’s something parked on the street, but I can’t see it behind the bushes. I’m curious now. Going to take a walk out front and see what I can see.

Nothing. Not a single vehicle anywhere. Also, the for-sale sign is still up so maybe someone was just cleaning it out. Maybe it’s gone to flippers. This is not the place to be without a vehicle. I read that this place has a walking score of only 8. Takes over a half-hour to walk to the nearest store.

So they woke me up 4 hours into my sleep and it took me about an hour to get back to sleep. After a few more hours of sleep, I woke up from a rather chilling dream. In the dream, I inspected my left hand and found that three or more fingernails had a dark stripe running through them, a definite sign of nail cancer. Really hope to hell it doesn’t mean anything! I don’t think the dream means I’m going to get nail cancer, but more than likely there’s something coming up even if it’s not serious. I’d like to tell myself my accuracy rate isn’t that good but then I might as well tell myself I’m a tall, slim blond with a beautiful golden suntan.

Removed my nail polish and at first, the purplish discoloration on the three nails on the left seemed a little better but was more visible on the right thumb. Definitely not cancerous, though, or anything to worry about because the pictures I saw show that cancer is much darker, almost black. Plus, I have no stripes. It’s got to be either a stain or a fungus, I thought at the time.

But then I took a shower and the nails darkened. Afterward, it was most visible in my thumbs and I took a picture of the left thumb, which is the most noticeable, and sent it to Tammy for her opinion. It’s definitely the nail itself which now makes me think it’s a stain because I’m pretty sure fungus is underneath the nail and not in the nail itself. But why just a few fingers and why isn’t it growing out? The right thumb is definitely worse, too.

Aly’s dog was diagnosed with hypothyroidism and put on a low dose of the same medication I take, but the more she described the symptoms, the more I wondered if the diagnosis was incorrect. I’m sorry but as a hypo, I can personally say that it doesn’t cause you to have the runs or puke. If anything it causes you to be stuck a lot. Also, the dog is anemic yet I’ve never known hypothyroidism to affect iron levels. Weight gain, feeling cold, fatigue, brain fog, dry skin, and hair loss are the most predominant symptoms along with heartburn, water retention and wimpy periods if you still get them. As a male dog, I’m sure he doesn’t have to worry about that last one! I just hope the drug doesn’t take his heart on a terrifying joyride like it sometimes can.

While I still hear plenty of small planes and helicopters, the commercial planes are back to back-to-back flights in the mornings and nighttime as I figured they would be. So now I have that annoyance again until June.

Had to get some pet supplies on Amazon so I grabbed a 6-pack of what I find to be the most comfortable boy shorts and that’s Fruit of the Loom in size 7.