My friends, my lifeline
I just wanted to say thank you to everyone, for everything. For your constant kind words and encouragement. For all of the support of my artwork and creations and of my etsy shop. It humbles me and makes me weepy to know that so many people have been so sweet and have little parts of me with them, that you appreciated something I made so much as to have it. Thank you for everytime you have thought of me, for every picture anyone has ever sent, any link you gave me that may have been useful or to make me smile, for the surprises in the mail at various times, through good and bad, you were lal there for me even when there were people that I have contact with IRL every single day that couldn't have cared less one way or another.
I have felt weepy today, about a lot of things. Both "happy weepy" and "sad weepy." I was kind of hoping that the DR's office owuld have called by now to let me know about yesterday's blood draw. I am curious to see how far my HGC levels have dropped, as it makes me feel like I have something tangible to gauge my physical wellness on, aside from waiting impatiently for the bleeding to halt. But really I am waiting to hear about my iron levels, because I really do feel like I have been run over by the Bullet Train to Exhaustion. I get weak even more easily than before, I am colder than I usually am, and I get shaky easily. I guess it would help if the bleeding would stop, but it is now about 4 1/2 weeks straight. I keep telling myself that it can't last too much longer. Sometimes it does lighten up, and I get hoeful,a nd then it comes back with a vengeance. It's starting to really feel like a constant drain.
Ugh...see? This is what happens. I start to think for any length of time, and suddenly I get so tired I forget what I was thinking, mid-thought.
I am going to go snooze on the couch for a bit, and hopefully after that I will have regained some brainpower...
I have felt weepy today, about a lot of things. Both "happy weepy" and "sad weepy." I was kind of hoping that the DR's office owuld have called by now to let me know about yesterday's blood draw. I am curious to see how far my HGC levels have dropped, as it makes me feel like I have something tangible to gauge my physical wellness on, aside from waiting impatiently for the bleeding to halt. But really I am waiting to hear about my iron levels, because I really do feel like I have been run over by the Bullet Train to Exhaustion. I get weak even more easily than before, I am colder than I usually am, and I get shaky easily. I guess it would help if the bleeding would stop, but it is now about 4 1/2 weeks straight. I keep telling myself that it can't last too much longer. Sometimes it does lighten up, and I get hoeful,a nd then it comes back with a vengeance. It's starting to really feel like a constant drain.
Ugh...see? This is what happens. I start to think for any length of time, and suddenly I get so tired I forget what I was thinking, mid-thought.
I am going to go snooze on the couch for a bit, and hopefully after that I will have regained some brainpower...