The gastroenterologist, moving, and other stuff...
I have the gastroenterologist today. That also means I take a Lyft again. I hate taking Lyft. I don't like strangers driving me around. But it's my only way to get to appointments.
Mom's getting the realtor over again... I need a place to go, dang it. :/ I don't want to move with my mom. I know she has chronic pain so she'll try and get me to do all the work. But I have no real muscle to do much heavy lifting on top of chronic pain. She's always saying her pain is worse than mine. Maybe, I can't feel her pain so I don't know, but she can get around better and lift heavier things. Of course she doesn't really realize how weak I am at all.
I was told that I should use a walker. That's how weak I am. Though I refuse to give in and use one so I struggle instead. When I came from Alabama back home, I had to immediately ditch my cane cause I was loaded with chores and couldn't hold a cane and do chores too. My knees will need surgery if I don't lose weight. I already have bone spurs and my knees grind and pop. I probably would lose weight if I wasn't so stressed. I stay about the same weight at least and not go up. But I'm sure a lot of it is stress cause my fat all goes to my abdomen area. I'm round. 😭 It sucks so much.
I don't have the PC right now so using the phone to type a lot is weird. But I do have emojis. 🩷
P.S. Still working on that Star Trek commission... I got the sketch done so far