The antithesis of BePICCed. Here I am with Griswold making the long journey into the hospital for my dePICCing. I hadn’t gotten a single wink of sleep the night before. Not a one. I really do not like going to the hospital. It’s hard for me, and it’s harder if I have no idea what […]
Read MoreWhat I said on New Year’s Eve at the end of last year was: “What I’m hoping for in 2024, is really, really the opposite of this year. I know the beginning of the year isn’t going to be enjoyable for me because I’ll need to recover from this port infection and deal with the […]
Read MoreHappy New Year, nearly. It’s been a super very tough ride for me, but there has been so much to be thankful for. I always like to go through my year and recap it on my blog, here. So. Here’s what happened for me in 2023: January. In January, the most thrilling blog post I […]
Read MoreI did alright for this week. Not terrible, but not excellent either. I went another 3.78 miles. My feeding tube was hindering me a little bit, and I had a high fever to deal with, so I had to wait a couple days for that to come down. I didn’t feel quite like my usual […]
Read MoreTomorrow was supposed to be my surgery day, but it won’t be. Sometimes the way forward is backwards, I guess. I had a minor surgery last week, to put my tube back in place. The tube is in place! The tube is in place. I can move around and everything and it’s not.. Problematic anymore […]
Read MoreOkay, okay. That last post was pretty angry, wasn’t it? I get really angry just thinking about the surgery a year ago. But I haven’t talked about what happened on this blog and I probably won’t ever. Definitely won’t ever. It was a nightmare. I still. My brain can’t wrap around how bad the treatment […]
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