Today is an okay day. Out and about. Some retail therapy always works. Had someone else blow dry my hair. Vanity wills out.
I think my blood calcium levels are whack. Burning and tingling around the mouth. Hands and feet cramping up. Just came back from blood draw. Another stick - another bruise.
Anxiety increasing. This is going to be a slow road. Fingers crossed for our friend Tara who , from across the country, is going through her own heap of shit....pituitary tumor wise. Ever the joker, Tara says in her unique way "I'd rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy!"
We find humor in what scares us.