Shrink: “Let’s see you in 90 days. What date and time work for you?”
Me: “Um, I’m wide open.”
Shrink: “I love that for you, but I also hope you’ll have another job by then, dear.”
Posts by Mama Sand
Legit, just take the pressure off of all of us.
Why are telemed waiting rooms so much more irritating than in-person waiting rooms?
Like, I’m literally sitting on my bed and fucking around on my phone, and acting like I’m being inconvenienced from sitting on my bed and fucking around on my phone. 🤦🏻♀️
Did all the grounding and somatics stuff, and still feel like I need to crawl out of my skin.
Half a Xanax it is!
So anxious today. I wonder why?
Couldn’t possibly be the spike in urgency and dread of my layoff becoming super real next week.
Or, like, absolutely everything.
It’s fucking disgusting to me that I have to learn AI to put on my resume to even be considered.
Another appointment today, a little later than yesterday. A little better of a night, but still tired AF. A relatively low-impact appointment (shrink).
I know I shouldn’t have crammed all of these, but what’s done is done. And it’s making me actually get up and out.
Baby! Love that booger!
@derekdwood.bsky.social would you know why?
I have heard…a lot of lawn equipment and helicopters today 😐
Talking to my microwave:
“I’m coming! Everything is so awful, give me a fucking second!”
It has been a miserable morning. I still made it to my doctor’s appt (miserable). And now it’s time for a migraine blackout (miserable).
Congrats, you BAMFs!
Oddly enough, seeing what has unraveled because of the drunks in Trump’s cabinet actually makes happy to be sober.
Also, I’d like to note that I may have been a huge fuck up when I was a drunk, but I never started a war. 🤷🏻♀️
Kidney values are borderline low.
My hormones are all low.
Blood sediment high, WBC low. (Indicative of an infection…but inactive?)
Sodium and cholesterol are top notch.
Inflammation markers are all high, but he doesn’t know what to do about it.
Still have the gyno and a colonoscopy 👍
It’s like 2020 all over again, except add definite pre-diabetic this time.
Lots of conflicting results, lots the doctor said is inconclusive.
To start: A1C diet and follow up with endocrinologist in a month-ish. Wants the records for the rest of my appts the next 2 weeks.
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Aw! I want to come live at your house and be one of your kids!
You can have blue again, too. Maybe enjoy the blue until the weather truly gets summery?
I so for real want to go set a building on fire right now.
It’s never great to make decisions when feeling crappy. But also, if you liked it, why not?
-him obviously completely unable to communicate.
The man had loved driving Lyft because he got out and about and encountered different people.
He has not been back behind the wheel of a car since the violence in January, because he’s terrified.
My rage knows no end.
Hang them all.
I haven’t had the energy to do much of anything, much less feel deeply.
Today I came across an article of local sheriff officer who pulled over a deaf Lyft driver. Because the officer couldn’t understand (WOULDNT understand) the man, 79 years old, was thrown to the ground and cuffed. Rendering-
Follow up appt for my lab results today. Thankfully it’s telemed. I feel hit by a truck, just so fucking fatigued and foggy.
Like, I’d get the giggles if anything were funny.
I had to wake up from that dream because it was getting too intense. I was with a small group locked into a car garage, about to fight a horde of other people trying to get in, who were “infected” with some kind of evil.
Samhain kicked at least 3 measuring cups full of litter out of the box and halfway across the room. When I stood up to chase him out of the box, he tipped it all the way over 🤦🏻♀️
“Why don’t you [insert victim blaming bullshit]?”
We are only alive because we do everything in our power already to stay alive. It’s time for “good” men to put the fuck up.
It was almost 90° here today. Wanna trade?
My body also could y use this admonishing