Day Thirty-Three: I know that you're in there
So, as I said yesterday, I've got all my joints outta-whack. This is due to build-up from blah blah blah kidney blah blah blah something about my immune system. Anyway, point is, until therapy starts it's gonna get worse. Much, much worse. Which is already kinda starting. My left ankle, both knees, left hip, left shoulder, and my goddamn neck feels like they've been worked over with a goddamn hammer.
And, get ready for this, I also need more exercise. Staying active is keeping me somewhat healthier. Combined with the fact that I'm still losing weight and I feel like my joints are made of burnt popcorn kernels... well, let's say that my walk to Brookline was long, slow, painful and sweaty.
Also, seriously, WHERE THE HELL ARE ALL THOSE PHOTOS OF ME GOING? I WANT TO SEE THEM.
On the plus side, I got my Mandarian lime organge soda. Hey, we all have our weaknesses.
Man, do my joints hurt.
And, get ready for this, I also need more exercise. Staying active is keeping me somewhat healthier. Combined with the fact that I'm still losing weight and I feel like my joints are made of burnt popcorn kernels... well, let's say that my walk to Brookline was long, slow, painful and sweaty.
Also, seriously, WHERE THE HELL ARE ALL THOSE PHOTOS OF ME GOING? I WANT TO SEE THEM.
On the plus side, I got my Mandarian lime organge soda. Hey, we all have our weaknesses.
Man, do my joints hurt.