Virtual Coffee

Good morning. Do you have a minute to sit down to coffee with me?

Today my coffee is black, as per usual, and lukewarm because I spent time researching online before drinking it.

If we were having coffee this morning I would smile at you and tell you I played games last night with Dan and Scott and we had a great time. I made a lamb curry for dinner, we drank Angry Orchard, and we played Quarriors and 7 Wonders. Scott repaired my KitchenAid mixer and brought it back to me, and showed off the new backpack he made from pickle buckets. We brainstormed creating appropriate webbing for the back of it. It was a lovely time.

I would tell you that the attacks are getting a lot more frequent. Sometimes I have them every ten minutes. It’s exhausting. I find it hard to do much of anything with so much of my energy being pulled out of my by pain. The sensitivity has gotten worse too. Now eating and drinking cause attacks, as well as breathing sometimes. I am struggling. It sucks. I am holding on.

I get up in the morning after a full night’s sleep and I make the bed. I dress. I eat something, even if it’s only a protein shake. Then I see how many doctors appointments I have that day. If I don’t have any, I will work on something or if I am especially tired I will read or play a game. I try to exercise every day.

I would tell you I am getting hopeful about pain camp. One more week and I should be in a hospital in Michigan, finding some solution to all of this. I should come out of the hospital with a working medicine regimen that manages all of this so I can get back to a full life.

Then I would ask you how you are. I would ask you to please tell me about your life. All of it. Every detail. Being here is so isolating. People are busy living their full lives, something I am so happy they are able to do. I watch them, and I count myself lucky when they take the time to make me a part of them. Sometimes they express guilt for complaining. Please complain! I want to hear it! So much!

So, complain below, please. Tell me something. Anything. πŸ™‚

Inspired by posts from LuckyNumber13.

6 thoughts on “Virtual Coffee”

  1. Today I learned that having a child learn how to actually puke into the potty (rather than onto the comforter) is a game changer. πŸ™‚

  2. I have been sick for about 10 days now. My upper sinuses just won’t drain, which means I haven’t been able to pop my ears consistently since this started. I’m a whiny mess. Which also means that all those solo get-ups/drop-offs/pick-ups/make dinner/do baths involves my kids trampling on my last nerve every second. *sigh*

  3. *HUGS* Vertigo doesn’t seem to be improving, much. Took a “Better Balance” class @ Kaiser, last week. Promising, but requires a daily exercise routine: this is something I’ve NEVER done, been lousy at implementing. *sigh* My “promotion” at work has been “in the works” for nearly 2 years now, based on observed activities on the part of my boss’ boss. My boss had been hinting at it for 2 years before THAT. Asked about it, finally: he just “needs time.” ha, ha! If he could finish mine, he could move on to creating the new position we desperately need filled because work continues to INCREASE. It’s snowing. πŸ˜‰

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