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Is it just coincidence that u and wise came back at the same time or what? lol
Is it just coincidence that u and wise came back at the same time or what? lol
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I bought a mustard-yellow cardigan.
I hate it. I hated it in the store, and I hated it when I tried it on, and I still hate it now, but I was talked into buying it because "This color is going to be very big this fall!" And also, "You'll be amazed how often you'll wear it, I promise!"
So I brought it home to live amongst my non-mustardy colored clothes, and as I hung it in my closet, no less than four other tops seemed to pop out of the woodwork and beg to be paired with this hideous sweater. Tops I never wear because I had nothing they really went with. Tops that needed...a cardigan. A mustard. yellow. cardigan.
Nothing in my world makes sense anymore.
On another note...my doctor may or may not have figured out the puzzle that has been my health for a year now. She diagnosed me with PCOS, gave me the option of trying medications to see what helps, and two months later I'm on two different medicines that seem only to have a bunch of frustrating side effects rather than doing anything to stop any of the issues I originally saw a doctor for. Also, fibromyalgia. I thought that was just a thing people in commercials got so that companies could advertise their meds...
When I look on the bright side, I'm glad that so far nothing is all that serious. These things don't HAVE to be treated. There are plenty of things I can do on my own to manage my symptoms. No biggie.
When I'm feeling less optimistic, I get angry. I just want to feel like myself again. I don't want to "try out" medicines and cope with the side effects. I don't want to wake up in pain, or try to fall asleep through unexplained heart palpitations. I don't want to feel exhausted all the time.
Today is more of an optimistic day. Summer has been good. My daughter's eye surgery went well and her vision will improve, school shopping is done, my birthday is behind me for the year, and it's almost time to make crab apple jelly. Things seem...manageable. I may even wear that stupid cardigan.
I hate it. I hated it in the store, and I hated it when I tried it on, and I still hate it now, but I was talked into buying it because "This color is going to be very big this fall!" And also, "You'll be amazed how often you'll wear it, I promise!"
So I brought it home to live amongst my non-mustardy colored clothes, and as I hung it in my closet, no less than four other tops seemed to pop out of the woodwork and beg to be paired with this hideous sweater. Tops I never wear because I had nothing they really went with. Tops that needed...a cardigan. A mustard. yellow. cardigan.
Nothing in my world makes sense anymore.
On another note...my doctor may or may not have figured out the puzzle that has been my health for a year now. She diagnosed me with PCOS, gave me the option of trying medications to see what helps, and two months later I'm on two different medicines that seem only to have a bunch of frustrating side effects rather than doing anything to stop any of the issues I originally saw a doctor for. Also, fibromyalgia. I thought that was just a thing people in commercials got so that companies could advertise their meds...
When I look on the bright side, I'm glad that so far nothing is all that serious. These things don't HAVE to be treated. There are plenty of things I can do on my own to manage my symptoms. No biggie.
When I'm feeling less optimistic, I get angry. I just want to feel like myself again. I don't want to "try out" medicines and cope with the side effects. I don't want to wake up in pain, or try to fall asleep through unexplained heart palpitations. I don't want to feel exhausted all the time.
Today is more of an optimistic day. Summer has been good. My daughter's eye surgery went well and her vision will improve, school shopping is done, my birthday is behind me for the year, and it's almost time to make crab apple jelly. Things seem...manageable. I may even wear that stupid cardigan.
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I bought a mustard-yellow cardigan.
I hate it. I hated it in the store, and I hated it when I tried it on, and I still hate it now, but I was talked into buying it because "This color is going to be very big this fall!" And also, "You'll be amazed how often you'll wear it, I promise!"
So I brought it home to live amongst my non-mustardy colored clothes, and as I hung it in my closet, no less than four other tops seemed to pop out of the woodwork and beg to be paired with this hideous sweater. Tops I never wear because I had nothing they really went with. Tops that needed...a cardigan. A mustard. yellow. cardigan.
Nothing in my world makes sense anymore.
On another note...my doctor may or may not have figured out the puzzle that has been my health for a year now. She diagnosed me with PCOS, gave me the option of trying medications to see what helps, and two months later I'm on two different medicines that seem only to have a bunch of frustrating side effects rather than doing anything to stop any of the issues I originally saw a doctor for. Also, fibromyalgia. I thought that was just a thing people in commercials got so that companies could advertise their meds...
When I look on the bright side, I'm glad that so far nothing is all that serious. These things don't HAVE to be treated. There are plenty of things I can do on my own to manage my symptoms. No biggie.
When I'm feeling less optimistic, I get angry. I just want to feel like myself again. I don't want to "try out" medicines and cope with the side effects. I don't want to wake up in pain, or try to fall asleep through unexplained heart palpitations. I don't want to feel exhausted all the time.
Today is more of an optimistic day. Summer has been good. My daughter's eye surgery went well and her vision will improve, school shopping is done, my birthday is behind me for the year, and it's almost time to make crab apple jelly. Things seem...manageable. I may even wear that stupid cardigan.
I hate it. I hated it in the store, and I hated it when I tried it on, and I still hate it now, but I was talked into buying it because "This color is going to be very big this fall!" And also, "You'll be amazed how often you'll wear it, I promise!"
So I brought it home to live amongst my non-mustardy colored clothes, and as I hung it in my closet, no less than four other tops seemed to pop out of the woodwork and beg to be paired with this hideous sweater. Tops I never wear because I had nothing they really went with. Tops that needed...a cardigan. A mustard. yellow. cardigan.
Nothing in my world makes sense anymore.
On another note...my doctor may or may not have figured out the puzzle that has been my health for a year now. She diagnosed me with PCOS, gave me the option of trying medications to see what helps, and two months later I'm on two different medicines that seem only to have a bunch of frustrating side effects rather than doing anything to stop any of the issues I originally saw a doctor for. Also, fibromyalgia. I thought that was just a thing people in commercials got so that companies could advertise their meds...
When I look on the bright side, I'm glad that so far nothing is all that serious. These things don't HAVE to be treated. There are plenty of things I can do on my own to manage my symptoms. No biggie.
When I'm feeling less optimistic, I get angry. I just want to feel like myself again. I don't want to "try out" medicines and cope with the side effects. I don't want to wake up in pain, or try to fall asleep through unexplained heart palpitations. I don't want to feel exhausted all the time.
Today is more of an optimistic day. Summer has been good. My daughter's eye surgery went well and her vision will improve, school shopping is done, my birthday is behind me for the year, and it's almost time to make crab apple jelly. Things seem...manageable. I may even wear that stupid cardigan.
You write so well... I would encourage you to do more of it.
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I bought a mustard-yellow cardigan.
I hate it. I hated it in the store, and I hated it when I tried it on, and I still hate it now, but I was talked into buying it because "This color is going to be very big this fall!" And also, "You'll be amazed how often you'll wear it, I promise!"
So I brought it home to live amongst my non-mustardy colored clothes, and as I hung it in my closet, no less than four other tops seemed to pop out of the woodwork and beg to be paired with this hideous sweater. Tops I never wear because I had nothing they really went with. Tops that needed...a cardigan. A mustard. yellow. cardigan.
Nothing in my world makes sense anymore.
On another note...my doctor may or may not have figured out the puzzle that has been my health for a year now. She diagnosed me with PCOS, gave me the option of trying medications to see what helps, and two months later I'm on two different medicines that seem only to have a bunch of frustrating side effects rather than doing anything to stop any of the issues I originally saw a doctor for. Also, fibromyalgia. I thought that was just a thing people in commercials got so that companies could advertise their meds...
When I look on the bright side, I'm glad that so far nothing is all that serious. These things don't HAVE to be treated. There are plenty of things I can do on my own to manage my symptoms. No biggie.
When I'm feeling less optimistic, I get angry. I just want to feel like myself again. I don't want to "try out" medicines and cope with the side effects. I don't want to wake up in pain, or try to fall asleep through unexplained heart palpitations. I don't want to feel exhausted all the time.
Today is more of an optimistic day. Summer has been good. My daughter's eye surgery went well and her vision will improve, school shopping is done, my birthday is behind me for the year, and it's almost time to make crab apple jelly. Things seem...manageable. I may even wear that stupid cardigan.
I hate it. I hated it in the store, and I hated it when I tried it on, and I still hate it now, but I was talked into buying it because "This color is going to be very big this fall!" And also, "You'll be amazed how often you'll wear it, I promise!"
So I brought it home to live amongst my non-mustardy colored clothes, and as I hung it in my closet, no less than four other tops seemed to pop out of the woodwork and beg to be paired with this hideous sweater. Tops I never wear because I had nothing they really went with. Tops that needed...a cardigan. A mustard. yellow. cardigan.
Nothing in my world makes sense anymore.
On another note...my doctor may or may not have figured out the puzzle that has been my health for a year now. She diagnosed me with PCOS, gave me the option of trying medications to see what helps, and two months later I'm on two different medicines that seem only to have a bunch of frustrating side effects rather than doing anything to stop any of the issues I originally saw a doctor for. Also, fibromyalgia. I thought that was just a thing people in commercials got so that companies could advertise their meds...
When I look on the bright side, I'm glad that so far nothing is all that serious. These things don't HAVE to be treated. There are plenty of things I can do on my own to manage my symptoms. No biggie.
When I'm feeling less optimistic, I get angry. I just want to feel like myself again. I don't want to "try out" medicines and cope with the side effects. I don't want to wake up in pain, or try to fall asleep through unexplained heart palpitations. I don't want to feel exhausted all the time.
Today is more of an optimistic day. Summer has been good. My daughter's eye surgery went well and her vision will improve, school shopping is done, my birthday is behind me for the year, and it's almost time to make crab apple jelly. Things seem...manageable. I may even wear that stupid cardigan.
I just wanted to mention that there is a rather well known psychologist who suffered many unexplained and debilitating symptoms along with his daughter and the docs couldn't pinpoint the cause of it. After year of medicines and stuff without much success, the daughter started a diet of just eating protein and greens and all of her symptoms vanished. Her dad did the same and not only are they now symptom free but the daughter in particular is in excellent health now. When asked if it is a keto diet, the father explained that it was not meant to be a keto diet even though it seems to fall into the category of a keto type of diet.-
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