@dlowan,
In a woid (hyphenated)--semi-oy.
No work.
Have to go through mountains of papers to find what I need to apply to get help with the rent. Not evicted yet.
Had a harrowing conversation with the IRS a few days ago. Haven't fully recovered yet.
Having problems with Medicaid and my prescriptions.
Seeing the throat docs on Wed. for a checkup. Always noivous.
Not doing my swallowing stuff. Feeling stoopid for not doing it and guilty, too.
Still having trouble walking. Now my knee hurts. I'll see an internist on Friday and ask that it be checked.
My therapists are going to wean me off therapy. I have mixed feelings about this.
The drain in my bathroom sink isn't draining. I poured unclogging products into the drain. Still clogged. I want this to go away. I'm too embarrassed to let anyone into my mess of an apartment to fix it.
Had dinner with my friend Sheila last night. No discussions of problems or illness. Just friend stuff. We had a great time. Plus I got mountains of leftovers.
Thinking about Bob. And feeling sad for Diane.
Aren't you glad you asked, deb. Obviously whatever else is going on in my life, my kvetching abilities are intact.