Ohhhh noooo. This year. This year has been absolutely full of black riders and monstrosities and way too many surgeries, and as I said in a post a couple of days ago I literally let things get way too far away from me with this last surgery. I didn’t mean to, but I still kept […]
Read MoreTake Two! Well, well, well. What a fucky little surgery this was. Terrible. And I am in here again after I have already written the post for it. Kind of crazy how that works out. But, things kept not going as planned because my feeding tube is still a constant issue. And that being what […]
Read MoreI try not to be grumpy, but I can indeed come off as a grump-a-lump. Especially when I am in distress. I’m having major trouble with my feeding tube over the course of the past.. ::Counts on fingers:: Oh, as long as it has been implanted. One of my doctors said it kind of reminds […]
Read More“Ledge talking” is a term that Master Pravus coined to explain when I am being a complete and utter weenie and I should be sent to the Weenie Hut to cool down for a minute. It sounds a lot worse than it is. Ledge talking is when you’re so scared that you’re about to jump […]
Read More“No thank you, I don’t think so.” ::Five seconds go by:: “I’ll get your laptop.” “But why? I don’t have much to say?” “About today. You have to blog about the day.” “I’ll try, Master.” I didn’t want to go to the hospital today. I panic every time I go to the hospital, mainly because […]
Read MoreWe drove out of Massachusetts and Master Pravus told me we were in Connecticut. Then he told me we were in New York. “We’re doing it?” “We’re doing it,” he told me. I couldn’t even believe it was happening. I mean. How were we there? Two states away in another place seeking the help of […]
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