Got a blog visitor from Springfield. They've got Comcast like Andy has, but I don't think it's him because the person has an Apple iPad. They also have the Safari browser, which he once tried and hated. Pretty sure he once mentioned having a neighbor that had an Apple computer of some kind but I don't think it was an iPad. Ginger, was her name. He’d complain she’d talk too much about nothing but was otherwise a helpful neighbor. It's possible he looked in on me through her or through someone else, but not likely. I think he’s as done with me as I am with him. Plus, how would he get to my blog link if he’s got me blocked? Then again, there are other ways to get it. 

Kim is definitely not reading my blog. She would’ve changed the handle of the account I mentioned if she was. I’m curious to see how long I hold her interest on Twitter, though. I’m going to tweet casually till my sweeps subscription expires, call out a handle, see if she changes it, then deactivate that account for good. 

Later… 

Poor Tom is now working 12-hour shifts. They’re changing the way they do things at work, so that’s why. We’re so glad a 3-day weekend is coming up! It’s mad money, but we need time together more than we need money right now. 

Going to stop treating the two toenails I was treating for discoloration. For one, they’re not that bad anymore and I think it was irritating the big toe. This is the one they cut the ingrown nail out of. I noticed a brownish strip along the base of the nail and it stung like a cut would sting. The toe also felt warmer than my other toes. So yeah, I’ll take a break from treating it. It’s summer (finally) and I hate naked toenails anyway. Hot pink with silver glitter here I come! 

They had our water off for a brief period yesterday, and I saw the woodpecker that annoys us every now and then. From what I read, they’re most annoying from March through May, so hopefully the damn thing will take off soon. I scared it off yesterday, so maybe it will be too afraid to return. 

Ironically enough, since applying the emotional tapping routine to the dizziness, I do seem to be less dizzy lately. Still get fatigued at times, though. I was thinking of trying it on other things as well. It’s not limited just to anxiety. It’s good for anger, depression and other things. If it works, I will definitely wish I could hug the hell out of Stacey! 

If nothing lasts forever, please tell me this feminine itching and burning won’t last forever either! Tom thinks I won’t notice it as much once the peri is done. I hope he’s right! The things I use for it help, but it’s not a cure-all, just like baby oil doesn’t cure my intermittent earaches. So I’m tapping to keep the anxiety away, plus pain, fatigue, dizziness and weight. I have lost a couple of pounds, yes, but I think it’s just water, as usual. 

Finally heard from Tammy yesterday after I emailed her. I don’t know if it’s Facebook not delivering messages or her just forgetting things due to all the shit she’s going through, but I feel so bad for her either way. Her last surgery was a bust, she’s on more painkillers and steroids, and her feet are all swollen. It’s like the doctors are making her worse instead of better much like my first team of doctors. :( She has an appointment on the first too, and I guess they’re going to discuss a couple of surgeries in June. 

Speaking of Facebook, another reason not to be too thrilled with them was the sad “memory” from a few days ago. According to my yearly memory for that day, Simone would now be with us for one year had I not had to go and have breathing issues. I still miss her. Life was harder with her and she was a noisy pain in the ass but she was also a lot of love and fun. 

One of Kim’s friends sent me a request and I accepted it (a beautiful black girl who also went to the Willie Ross School for the Deaf), but I had to unfollow her because she posts like crazy, LOL. She seems really nice, though. I was briefly tutored there when I first became a ward of the state. I think you have to be at least half-deaf to get in there. Well, I scored that one easily enough. 

Just so my fine readers know, I met Kim in 1991. She was the nurse at the ER I was in when I had a bad asthma attack. As she was leaving while I was waiting for a ride home, I commented on the book The Joy of Signing I spotted in her hand. She was learning ASL, which I’d learned in my teens. This was back in Massachusetts. 

Tom and I joke about cleaning the carpet and going Japanese. We’re going to hire someone to clean it since it’s been two years since it was installed, and rather than buy our own carpet cleaner, we’ll just stop wearing shoes in the house like the Japanese folks because that’s what tracks in most of the dirt. 

I need to take more detailed notes of my dreams. I had a Valleyhead-related dream but can’t remember it. All I wrote was “VH.” 

Then there was something about a clogged toilet and me stepping outside the bathroom to find several people in a long, narrow indoor pool nearby. 

The last dream involved Karen, an old lady in Texas who’s been reading me for years. It seemed like it had to do with her getting old and me assuring her I’d be there for her somehow.