This will be a weekly post of the most random of random questions to answer- to share my world! Thanks to Cee’s blog for being the brainchild behind this!
Ok, I know it’s not the 23rd but I was feeling incredibly run down yesterday and didn’t feel like doing much of anything. Not that I’m feeling much better today, but I’ve gotten restless enough that I think I can sit up long enough to get this one done.
Pause for nosebleed. Such is life on aspirin and Plavix in the depths of winter.
Do you prefer juice or fruit? Juice. First, because I’m lazy, so if it involves washing, cutting, slicing, etc, I don’t like it. Second, I tend to prefer my diet in as liquid a form as possible, especially lately for some reason. I just don’t seem to have the energy to chew my food anymore.
Did you grow up in a small or big town? Did you like it? I grew up in a big town. As of the 2010 census, the population of the town was 96,095. I loved it. It had everything you could possibly need or want. It was close to the airport. (Which I find a problem now since I currently live 45 minutes from an airport…) I would love to go back and live there for the rest of my life, to be honest. The head photo in this post is a beautiful one in my hometown courtesy of these extremely talented people.
If you were to paint a picture of your childhood, what colors would you use? Pink, black (dance colors), green (grass and leaves), blue (sky), white (snow), brown (dirt), and purple (my favorite color.)
Ways to Relax List: Make a list of what relaxes you and helps you feel calm.
- Listening to music
- Snuggling my face into David’s shoulder or snuggling so our faces touch
- My kitties
- Watching snow fall
- Klonopin (not gonna lie)
Optional Bonus question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up? Boy, last week was rough. My husband was gone visiting family in California. But although I love my husband, I am grateful for the time I got to spend alone with just me and the kitties, especially when all seven of them would snuggle on the bed with me. I am grateful that Boo (one of my parent’s cats who is dying from feline leukemia) is still alive. I’ve never seen a cat hang on so dearly to life. But he is peaceful. His passing will come soon, but he was our big boy for 7 1/2 years and we love him so.
In the week coming up, I am hoping to finally hear the results of all the testing I had done to tease out what type of dysautonomia I have. I know the results are ready because I’ve called the office twice, but they won’t tell me until a nurse gets around to calling me. I would like to know so I can learn what’s wrong with me and what I’m supposed to do about it. Day to day living is horrible right now, worse than it’s ever been. I hate waking up every day because I know exactly how the day is going to go and I’m tired of fighting. And there’s another possible diagnosis looming in the distance that I’m not ready to talk about yet…