i really, really, really miss my dad. 

i keep having dreams where my dad resurrects from being dead.
i also keep having dreams about being pregnant.

STOP PLZ.

i really hope i can get back to the point where i can sleep and not have really terrible/anxiety filled dreams without taking a muscle relaxer and anxiety medicine. it seems a little soon to be going down this path ( Read more... )

i'm about to go pick up some meds that my doctor suggested i take.

one is a muscle relaxer for my sciatica pain to take until my referral to an orthopedic something or rather goes through. the other is an anxiety medicine.

if i don't feel relaxed after tonight when i start taking them, there is no hope left.

last night i had a dream that my dad cam home and told me that the doctors got it all wrong and that he didn't really pass away.

someone somewhere really didn't prepare me to deal with an aging, sick parent ( Read more... )

so i've decided to go through an apprenticeship at a schmancy health club to become a certified personal trainer ( Read more... )

fuck it. let's open a brothel.

it's been interesting having my father living with my for the last 8 months in regards to our relationship ( Read more... )

well, the good part is that while unemployed, between hospital visits of course, i have time to do things like ( Read more... )