Life is a four letter word.
Life.
Life is a four letter word. Just like love, pain, Link, geek, S:AAB, cake and Olle.
New life. Olle is the name of my newborn nephew whom I'm hopefully visiting this weekend. And yeah, to you non-Swedes the name may sound a bit off. But it's not pronounced the same way in Swedish and English. Think Spanish olé but without the accent. ^.^
So, life, huh?
I'm currently waiting for the drugstore to get my beta blockers back in stock so I can get back to my normal life again. "Normal" being the life I've lived for the last month; life without a heart sounding like the firing of an automatic gun. Yay to that life! We wantssss it back now, does we not, yes, precious? We needsssss it. Filthy Hobbits stole it from us...
(Hmm. Apparently I've been watching too much Lord of the Rings lately. Sorry. But who can resist ogling Gandalf the Grey? I know I can't. I blame boyfriend. It was his idea to downl... rent the films. Really. My protests were FIERCE, I tell you, FIERCE.)
Oh, and life? Life is getting better all the time. I'm not in so much pain anymore, and I have a new doctor's appointment next week. I'm beginning to think things are sorting themselves out, or at least I'm beginning to accept that even if they don't, I can live with it. The only thing that's really bugged me is that my antibiotics cease to work when taken with milk products... which means my nightly hot chocolate and ice-cream has been banned for a month. Weepy-weepy. ^.^
Life also includes continuing my studies. This fall. Soon, very soon, I am apparently on my way to some urban town to do field practice at a school. I'm slightly nervous. "Slightly" being an understatement, as the kids in school are probably going to be bigger than me...
I'm going to work on a secret thingie right now, and I can't tell you about it 'cause someone might read this and spoil the secrecy of my secret for h-self. Which would be tragical. ;)
Life is a four letter word. Just like love, pain, Link, geek, S:AAB, cake and Olle.
New life. Olle is the name of my newborn nephew whom I'm hopefully visiting this weekend. And yeah, to you non-Swedes the name may sound a bit off. But it's not pronounced the same way in Swedish and English. Think Spanish olé but without the accent. ^.^
So, life, huh?
I'm currently waiting for the drugstore to get my beta blockers back in stock so I can get back to my normal life again. "Normal" being the life I've lived for the last month; life without a heart sounding like the firing of an automatic gun. Yay to that life! We wantssss it back now, does we not, yes, precious? We needsssss it. Filthy Hobbits stole it from us...
(Hmm. Apparently I've been watching too much Lord of the Rings lately. Sorry. But who can resist ogling Gandalf the Grey? I know I can't. I blame boyfriend. It was his idea to downl... rent the films. Really. My protests were FIERCE, I tell you, FIERCE.)
Oh, and life? Life is getting better all the time. I'm not in so much pain anymore, and I have a new doctor's appointment next week. I'm beginning to think things are sorting themselves out, or at least I'm beginning to accept that even if they don't, I can live with it. The only thing that's really bugged me is that my antibiotics cease to work when taken with milk products... which means my nightly hot chocolate and ice-cream has been banned for a month. Weepy-weepy. ^.^
Life also includes continuing my studies. This fall. Soon, very soon, I am apparently on my way to some urban town to do field practice at a school. I'm slightly nervous. "Slightly" being an understatement, as the kids in school are probably going to be bigger than me...
I'm going to work on a secret thingie right now, and I can't tell you about it 'cause someone might read this and spoil the secrecy of my secret for h-self. Which would be tragical. ;)