Another hot chocolate kind of night. Another week or so and our winter is over, and we’ll be back in the 70s. At least it’s not going to drop well into the 30s tonight. It’s going to be around 47 degrees.
Slept better the night before last and got a lot done. I’m just about done editing and proofreading old stories. In the future, I probably won’t put anything on FicFan until it’s completely finished. Oddly enough, people are subscribing to books I’ve clearly listed as finished. Oh well. It’s not hurting anything—just a little strange. I’m guessing they didn’t notice it was finished. I don’t know how things appear on the subscriber’s end, nor is there any way to see who likes, follows, or reads.
Didn’t sleep well last time around. I didn’t take anything before bed, but sure enough, my nose woke me up, and there was a long break in my sleep. The good news is that help should be coming this month. Yes, this month! If I’d only known that, it would have eased a ton of my stress. I could have had it done as early as the 17th, but my schedule won’t be good for that, so it’s tentatively looking like the 24th. Then, about a week later, I’ll be having a follow-up to get the stents removed. I hate having to go down to Tampa for both of these procedures and dealing with chargers. Part of me wishes we’d moved there, even though we hate crowds. We would just have so much more stuff so much closer to us, since it’s unlikely we’re ever going to be able to afford a new battery for our car.
I also wonder if this would have happened to my nose had we not come here, or if Florida caused it. I guess that’s something I can ask the doctor if I remember to and there’s time. I don’t just feel bad for myself and the suffering it’s caused me, but I feel bad for Tom because he has the stress of having to schedule things, get the money ready, and deal with all the driving and transportation. So I feel guilty, even though I certainly didn’t ask for this shit. I still worry that there’s a curse on my sleep too, and that other things will replace the sleep disturbances caused by the nasal issues. That, and acquiring a new 4- to 8-year health problem. It would be great if I could be like Tom. He’s felt so much better in his 60s than he did in his 50s. Well, I’ve definitely suffered since I was 48 years old, and I’d say 12 years is enough. If anyone deserves a break, it’s me. I would love to be able to just live in peace for the rest of my life. I swear, though, if I’d known what I know now, I would have ended it as soon as we got back from Maui and spared myself so much torture. But I’ve come this far, and hopefully this will be it for a good long while when it comes to the health shit.
It just sucks that this country never has had, and likely never will have, universal health care. We’re too obsessed with independence here for that. No one wants to help anyone. Because of it, my health is going to cost us quite a bit for the rest of our lives. We just can’t make enough to save enough to ever enjoy any local excursions, let alone hop overseas to Jamaica for a few days or something like that. Money really is the root of all evil. People have a right to make as much money as they can, but at the same time, it just seems so unfair that some people get to hoard millions and even billions of dollars while others struggle.
Alexa Plus is now available, but sure enough, she won’t read my Kindle books. I hate it when they take away features! Adding features is fine, but taking away handy features that many could use and appreciate really sucks. So for now, we’re sticking with the original version until it’s phased out completely and we’re forced to upgrade.
If it were me they were looking for, I’m still racking my brain trying to guess who could have Googled my name. Does Vanessa even know my last name? My first guesses still lie with Tammy or Andy, but who knows? Maybe it was my ENT or Rhonda. They’re the last people I would guess, though, and again, that’s assuming it was me they were looking for. But my name isn’t common, and I only know of two other people with it, so that’s a one-in-three chance right there.
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