Hang Head, Feel Shame.

I have been so neglectful of keeping you updated, I really should be ashamed of myself. However, I have experienced a very disruptive two weeks, and I am merely catching up now.

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Firstly, today is my 47th birthday. (Cheers, applause) I take birthdays pretty darn seriously. I always have. Partly, because it gives me an excuse for self-care, which is not something I allow myself on a regular basis, although I am getting much better. I tend to celebrate myself for a week or a month. Depending. I have never celebrated my birthday with a party as an adult. I only had a couple of parties as a kid, then we had the family parties where we celebrated everyone’s birthday that month. In my 20s, we were too poor and I was always working, then babies and now I’m eating so funny, and I can never get anyone together. The banking industry has its year-end on October 31, so most of my friends were really busy these past two weeks to a month. Including my husband. I hope he starts coming to bed before I’m on my last leg now!

Enough of that whining, Sephora started their Rouge Sale this morning, so I saved up for ages! Bought tons of goodies! Yay! Toys!

It seems my Botox kicked in on Monday sometime. So I’m feeling much better. I need to be very careful and ensure I lie down, avoid stress, eat properly, relax, rest, but as long as I take care I have a lot of improvement. I’m excited for Christmas!

It seems our son may not have autism. He was evaluated with the school psychologist, and while he presents as autistic, he is very anxious and has some serious learning disabilities we are trying to negotiate. They involve information processing and executive function. Once these are rectified, he may do just fine, and the autistic appearance will hopefully fall away. If it doesn’t, then he is autistic and we have more to work on.

Still having trouble with daughter attending school regularly. Her anxiety is just overwhelming.

So that’s what has been occupying my day to day. Both kids have needed more time from me, so I’ve been there for them. I’m tired today. Mellow. This afternoon cries for a nap.

I did have some fun with Halloween costumes.

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Beware the Rainbow Kitty!

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Who’s the cutest zebra you’ve ever seen? ๐Ÿ˜›

Hope you had a great Halloween!!!

Here’s hoping things get back to ‘normal’ lol!

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Drowning in Exhaustion

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My migraine finally broke last night, but it’s been flirting around the edges of my brain, threatening to return with one wrong move.

Every day I start out happy and full of promise. With pain, of course, but I have plans for things to do, and stuff I want to accomplish! Soon, though, I’m worn out and wondering how much I can still push through. Trouble is, when I’m trying to take photos of the makeup I’ve accomplished, you can see the pain in my face if I push it too much. I suppose it’s a way of keeping me from too much.

I finally had a full bath today, instead of a sponge bath. It’s been tough to get in there, I’m so cold all the time. I feel better now. It took me ten minutes just to get warm. My lovely daughter babysat. I need help running the bath, and I like someone to stay on the second floor with me, so when I get out, in case I slip they can help. I’ve got such great kids. They don’t complain much.

My husband has been so exhausted lately. I miss him. I could barely speak when he came to bed last night. There are so many things I want to do with him (that too) but I’d like to start with a hug, or putting my head on his chest. I can’t get close enough to him yet. I’m too sore. He’s too stressed. The other day my daughter noticed a pair of my underwear that must have fallen when my husband went to put laundry away. It was kind of near the bed, not really obvious. She handed them to me, to which I cheekily replied, “oh, there those are! Wild night last night!” She’s 15, our bedroom doesn’t have a door and is right next to her bedroom. She gave me the ‘yeah, right’ face. ๐Ÿ˜‚

Okay, trying to catch up with everyone. I’m thinking of you!

Have a wonderful evening, Zebras! ๐Ÿ˜˜

 

 

The Fog Lifts

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I have no idea what this gif is about, but I thought it was adorable.

I woke up this morning to more energy. I had to be careful to not go overboard and try to do everything, but I did get an impressive amount done, including a look for tomorrow’s Instagram, a Facebook live, which I’ve never done before, that was fun, and some organization stuff I wanted to do. I chatted on Facebook for a bit, nice to talk to people. I’m feeling more comfortable, not as picked at, I must be feeling better.

I called my Mom, to tell her about a nail polish I’d found by Smith and Cult called Birdie Num Num. If you’ve seen the movie The Party starring Peter Sellers, you’ll get the reference. I laughed so hard! I love that movie! It’s a family favorite, a good memory, as my Dad was well-ish at the time. He could at least laugh. It was before depression really took his personality. ย I’ve so overspent this month Mom offered to buy it for me! So sweet! The brand doesn’t ship here, it’s tough to get, but I found it, so…yay!

I did some ambien shopping last night. I get dozy and shop and don’t remember in the morning. It does come back to me. My husband was complicit, I remember him helping. I bought a bunch of cheap eyelashes to test the quality. They should be fun to play with. I spent about $35. Then there was early in the day when I overspent at Beautylish. I was trying to buy the Jeffree Star Manny/ย MUA collaboration, but I wasn’t sure what the total would be, and I had to be over $100 for expedited shipping. However, my son had a crisis as I was trying to put everything into my cart, and I forgot to take extra things out, so I bought more than I planned. We will survive, I just can’t get away with this excuse every month. ๐Ÿ˜ƒ

Other than that, it’s been a good day. I took my migraines medicine finally. I think that was smart. I am having incredible neck pain, and I think it may have something to do with the bralettes I’ve been wearing this week. I had husband pick up a couple of sports bras, they are slightly big so they don’t irritate my stomach, but my neck aches. I’m very large busted. My breasts have been sore, so I want them controlled, but anything I wear hurts my neck. I’m at a loss. Ace bandage? ๐Ÿ˜ƒ I will bring this forward at the EDS clinic.

I’m glad I don’t feel quite as bone-weary as I did yesterday. That’s an absolutely frightening feeling.

Have a great evening, Zebra loves! ๐Ÿ˜˜

 

Stumbling Around in the Light

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Good God I’m tired. I woke up this morning feeling well. I had energy. I made plans! I finished my vaping and decided to call my Mom as I hadn’t called her in ages. Halfway through the call, I lost all my energy. It just disappeared. I was so disappointed. ย I had planned to do some fun makeup things, prep for Instagram and my Beauty Blog. It was not meant to be. I ended up trying to cry, but I was too tired to produce tears.

I had another three hour nap this afternoon. I put on some golf to listen to, and was out.

So I’m currently sitting amongst makeup detritus, waiting for my husband to come to bed so we can snuggle and I can go to sleep again.

I picked up a phone message yesterday and it seems my gastroenterologist from hell retired at the end of March. Everyone knew this but me, apparently, I guess I was trying too hard to stay upright I didn’t see the signs posted in the office, and husband didn’t mention it. I’m annoyed and relieved. It explains why he gave no fucks. Likely why he wasn’t interested in a long term patient. Let’s start over, shall we? Sounds like fun.

I have so much to do, so much to say, stuff to do, and zero energy. Ugh.

Is there such a thing as like medicinal energy drinks? Medicinal meth? In my day it was cocaine I guess. I was thinking, what speeds you up? Speed? ย Lol. I’m soo into drug culture, can you tell? I had a friend who used to show up with pot in high school. Perfect with the pain of my menstrual cramps, we now know I have endometriosis, but that’s all the unprescribed drugs I took. I can feel crappy all on my own.

One Facebook friend? had a status today that read 90% of illness is emotionally related. ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

I read one of those anecdote collection of medical stories, and it told of this one student who was sitting behind another student who pulled out a bottle of Tylenol and counted out 8 pills and went to swallow them before he stopped her and asked what she was doing. She said her pain was at an 8, so she was taking 8 tablets. That’s why doctors ask you to rate your pain out of 10, right? ๐Ÿ˜ฎ Scary.

Okay. I’m worn out. My hands are feeling good from all the rest, they’re just cold! ๐Ÿ™‚

Have a lovely evening, my Zebras! ๐Ÿ˜˜

 

I Need a Reboot

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I was feeling pretty okay today, considering it’s just less than a week before my Botox, and traditionally I’m feeling rough the week to ten days before that appointment. Usually I’m as I was at the beginning of the week, exhausted, unable to move much, napping a lot. Just generally miserable and in pain. It seems the mmj adjustment is helping. I felt a lot better today, and was able to distract myself with the makeup blog and some looks. I didn’t even exhaust myself. My neck was very sore, and my head hurt, but I didn’t think about it.

One thing that disturbs me is in took some photos for Instagram the other day, and I was very tired. When I looked at the photos, my eyes were the aligned. I looked at more photos and you can see the more tired I am, the worker my eyes are. These were bad, though. I will bring it up to my eye doctor when I see him in a couple of weeks.

After I relaxed for today, my husband took our son to therapy. I had dinner, daughter is downstairs at her homework, when all of a sudden I had a cramp in my lower right quadrant that took my breath away. And then another. It’s like some invisible toddler is stabbing me. I have no idea what is happening, but it’s painful. Since my pot doctor said to vape, I’m vaping. The intensity of the pain might actually send me to the hospital if I thought they would know what to do with me. It’s not my appendix. I don’t have a fever, chances are good it’s not something acute, most likely something ripping. An adhesion? But things can change, so husband is aware.

Of course, since my husband had the winter tires taken off the car yesterday, we are in the midst of a spring blizzard. He was going to pick up the car tonight, but he may just come home. I want to snuggle.

I’m just going to flake for the evening and watch garbage TV.

I want to finish vaping, take my medication and go to sleep. Thank goodness my body likes sleeping. I’m very lucky.

Have a lovely day Zebra pals! ๐Ÿ˜˜

 

PS. My predictive text is super aggressive and I just can’t fight with it today. Sometimes, yes. I do mean i, not in. Or it. Or I do mean the word I actually say. ๐Ÿ–• I have been using this emotional and lot this week. Again. Emoji. ย Yes, I know, I can choose the word in the bar above. My Lenovo never did this…

 

Gobsmacked!

giphy2OK! First off, let me start by saying the weather here is icky pants. It is +10C today and will be -5C tomorrow, so I am very achy and very medicated. I’m a bit jumbled in my wording, but not inaccurate, if that makes sense. My husband warned me about the weather this morning and told me even his hips were aching. ๐Ÿ˜”

OK. So, the other day I had mentioned how I was disappointed with the treatment I had received from the customer service at my marijuana distributor. Just to be absolutely clear, I wasn’t so much upset with the delay in getting the paperwork done, because I happened to peek online, and it was finished on Sunday night. But by the time I remembered to check, I’d had my sleeping pill, and it was kicking in. The issue I was upset with was the seeming lack of care the person had when I was speaking with her. What became a problem is I didn’t receive an email letting me know my order was ready to go, because if it was there Sunday evening, it was likely there since sometime Saturday, and I would have been further up the queue, however… I didn’t get to order until Monday evening because I needed my husband’s help, since I have trouble remembering what I am supposed to buy. This really is probably moot since they are pretty fast, though.

Anyway ๐Ÿ˜„ the impressive part is that one of the customer service team at Cannimed reached out to me after seeing my complaint on my blog and asked me about my experience, and I explained how I understand how professionals sometimes need to detach when dealing with chronic pain patients, but when we get that every day it feels like we are being blown off. That not receiving my email was a problem, I counted on that. He then returned my email and said he would follow up with the rep in a non disciplinary way (good!) and find out what their perspective is, which I think is awesome.

The reason this may sound innocuous as a customer service experience that I’m complaining about is because it’s not the standard I’m used to from them. Last week my husband needed the receipts for my expenditure for 2016, he didn’t even know if we could get them. I was sick, so he called. Boom! Less than 10 minutes, I had the email and a follow up call.

What other company Googles themselves so they can provide customer service? I received this email at 10 pm. EST. Maybe 7 or 8 their time? I can’t remember if they are…oh wait 9? They are in Saskatchewan, they shouldn’t have been in the office, anyway. I’m impressed all to heck. They have been super, so this, what seems normal from Walmart, is an aberration from them.

I think, if I can get it by Friday? I should have enough. But my doctor is saying vape at will! I don’t know how this will work.

Yesterday’s nap ended up being all that happened, but it was gorgeous and I loved it. Naps are only for very lucky people who deserve them very much. ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜„

My husband has arranged with work to start at 9:00 instead of 7:30 so he can walk our son to school. At least he is getting there. Prayers welcome.

Let’s see what today brings…

Have a gorgeous day, Zebras! ๐Ÿ˜˜

Worn Out – Part Two

I wanted to add some things to my earlier post. Some caveats, per se.

It’s certainly not everyone who contacts me on Facebook messenger or interacts with me that has been a problem or has been selling to me, let me be clear. I have made a number of new friends with people I have in common with others, and it’s been a lot of fun getting to know people. I’ve had several message me and want to chat, and I welcome that. Approximately 75% have been respectful. 5% have been perverts. 5% have been ‘you need to do this…’ types, and 15% are sales.

I do not mind being approached by people I have known for even a few months. They are generally nice, they converse, they continue to speak to me.

But when I’m added to a Facebook group about healthy weight loss through diet and exercise, or the best entertaining recipes..it’s like you don’t even know me. I’ve been added to seven Lula roe groups and I don’t think those things fit me. They are not pajamas or people clothes. Nix.

I suppose it’s just added to my long week that every second day someone was asking for something. Thursday, I think, some lady I had just recently friended was asking how many wraps or shakes I wanted. Since I’ve been subsisting on cookies and almonds this week, none, thanks! ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ข I had never spoken to her before, I didn’t answer and she hasn’t been back. What I think bothers me is there doesn’t seem to be any interest in pursuing any other relationship. I’m slightly put off by that. Of course, I’m deleting and blocking so they can’t re-add me, but, it’s so…defeating.

It’s not as many people as it feels like, it’s just been a few in a week. And when they disappear because I’m not a customer, before I get rid of them, I feel rejected. There have been a lot of friends who do check in and stick around and I do know this. I’ve been in the wrong place at the wrong time all week.

I often play into that goofy, ditzy, on-her-meds stereotype because it’s easier than calling people out on their bullshit.

I put a care package together for my Mom, and I was so excited, it took a lot to collect everything and mail it. It got to her, and I was so busy with the kids I didn’t get to call. Finally I did, and it was all complaints. The package had sat in the box for a week. The chocolate almonds I sent were stale. (I had some, I thought they were good) then she said she probably doesn’t like chocolate. Oh, hey! Have I heard from my sister? ๐Ÿ˜” I don’t expect everybody to be happy all of the time. But every single person this week seemed to be having a bad day. And I was so disappointed I had let her down. I had ripped apart the bedroom to find the kids’ school pictures, sourced a special wash cloth for her, and when my friend’s son was selling chocolate almonds, grabbed an extra two boxes and didn’t even eat them! I know, it had nothing to do with that. I know that in my head. She doesn’t have an easy life. And when I tried to do something good, I fail.

Sometimes I wonder if people think I’m okay to treat however because they assume I don’t have any real responsibilities.ย 

I’m so sorry I’m so cranky. My neck is really sore. My pain was down around a 5 all last week and now it’s at a 8.5. My knees are clicking, my elbows. I can’t get warm. Husband has the children all week, so I can hide from the world. I’ve been shopping. Ugh. I’m over my budget, and I’m finding things I ‘need’. The only thing I think I could do for extra money is cam girl. I know I have a limit to my earnings. I’d be surprised if I could drum up enough interest in…I don’t know what I’d do? Blog? Put on makeup live? Yay? Is there a Fetish…oh rule 34…let perverts watch me sleep? ๐Ÿ˜ maybe I will cut down on shopping…. yes I think that is the better decision all around.

I am aching so much right now. I am going to start the breakthrough medication I’m prescribed tomorrow, I think. I will have to order my cannabis in the morning. On a whim, I decided to check to see if I could order, and I can. No email as promised. I am ticked. I was spoken to like I was asking to get my new teapot a day early, and was firmly told Monday, be patient and I would get an email, but here it is Sunday, no email, I’m too tired and on meds to do it right, and here it is. How long has it been there?

I have a headache that feels under my scalp, my neck hurts, I can’t warm up. My joints are so achy. My wrists and elbows. My jaw. My pubic bone my right abdominal side, any movement means I want to cry out. This week is about rejuvenation and healing and rest. And trying to eat more than cookies. And almonds. No other food wants to stay down. We order our pizza on Sundays, gluten-free, lactose free, and I enjoyed it. But i had to lie down for an hour. Everything I ate, every bite today, I needed to lie down. So, I will be having fun with that. Plus, online shopping to a minimum. Or none at all. Except for the Urban Decay launch on the 23rd.

I’m going to try to keep my voice from sounding simply snarky and give a reason for that anger, if that makes sense? ย I’m a bit reflective these days. In the morning when I’m up and medicated, it may help as well. I may have some time to relax and zen. โ˜บ It’s difficult to convey your true inner self when you’re in pain. Maslow’sย hierarchyย and all that.

I’m crying from pain and frustration, but going to try to sleep.

Goal for tomorrow is painting my toenails! ๐Ÿ˜„

Have a gorgeous moment today, Zebras. Just one. ๐Ÿ˜˜