Story of my life.
Six days left until I get to see the new doctor.
All my hopes is fading, it’s always better to expect the worse, then you don’t get disappointed.
Anyway, the training with the dog has been going really great, big progress!
We met an old lady who walked really strange, and it was dark.
Usually he would bark like he was going to die.
But, not a sound! And I was stunned!
Back on plaquenil, I love it when the summer ends.
And soon the sun will be gone, gosh I love the winter here.
Nauseas from painkillers is awful, and now when I have taken the medicine for the night I cross my fingers that they won’t come up.
Johan has been gone for four days now, bah!:(
High and sleepy.
Zwinto is sleeping next to me, my love.
Oh, I have a new pain! How wonderful.
My life sucks.
Everything hurts, I can’t sleep and I am so fucking tired! The pain meds just made me nauseas.
The only thing left to do is cry.
Im so sorry my spoonies that you’re sick!;(
Living with a chronic condition, you experience loss in two ways – you mourn the way you used to live your life, and you worry about living life in the future.
- Laughing with Mr Lupus
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