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We took the kids to the pumpkin patch today. Fun fun. Pumpkin eating dinosaurs are a rarity.
I need my kids. All of them. They help me learn, they make me happy.
I rolled my ankle for the 4th or 5th time since being out of the walking cast. I'm afraid I'm going to end up needing recasting. Call into Pinzur. He actually called me himself yesterday instead of having his direct care nurse call. Unfortunately I missed the call.
15 hour days don't help with my level of physical and emotional exhaustion.
Pam=fucking bitch. We're not in a fucking support group. If you want to sit around and drink coffee, go to Starbucks. If you don't want to be in group, don't come.
Dr. Patel wants my lamictal at 10-12. I'm at 4.9. He wants my ferratin between 30-35. I'm at 6. He wants my B12 at 800-1000. I'm at 170. Concerns about an absorption and/or metabolic disorder. High ho. High ho. Off to the endocrinologist I go. What's one more specialist when you already have 5.