Comment I Made On Another Blog

Cause I’m too tired to think up new material.  LOL

My comment:  “I have one goal. To have as much fun each day as is possible. I always find something to laugh at, too. When I was first diagnosed, I went to a support group for fibro, expecting tips and encouragement on how to manage life with this. What I got was a bunch of women bemoaning their fate. Not for me. It took a long time to truly accept that this is my life now, I will never go back to my fantastic job, and I cannot do a lot of things I used to do. I said that a lot, at first. ‘I used to….” Then I made a conscious effort to stop thinking that way. I focus on what I can do. Today I made risotto. Never doing that again,but I did it this one time. Yay, me. I have also had some truly rude and obnoxious doctors over the years, but move on as fast as I can. I always try to remind myself that every day is a good day and there is always something to enjoy. Today it’s a lovely breeze blowing straight in my windows. Not that I never have severely down days, because I do, but even then, I look for something good in it. Reading on the couch when I can barely move is made lovely by my super-soft blanket, and I make an effort to appreciate that. Attitude makes a huge difference in life, I’ve found, and even though sometimes it’s a struggle, it’s worth it to work on having a good one, in my opinion. That’s all. 🙂”

Important Info

Meant to post this the other day.  Tired brain does not work well.

From the page:  “All people in the United States, regardless of immigration status, have certain rights and protections under the U.S. Constitution. The ILRC’s Red Cards help people assert their rights and defend themselves in many situations, such as when ICE agents go to a home.”

This Weather!

And again it is cold and gray and possibly rainy soon.  We have so many cold and gray and rainy days this month, it’s like February, only without snow.  I had the heat on yesterday.  It’s mid-May.  I’ve had the air-conditioner on around now some years.  On the bright (I need some bright) side, it’s not hot and sticky, which is never not a good thing.

Tried some bars with no soy, since I discovered that soy is bad if you have thyroid issues, which I do.  Why does no one tell you these things when they prescribe or fill prescriptions? Rise and Zing are both pretty good, and not overly expensive.  The Rise is just almonds, honey, and whey protein.  I used to make something similar with powdered milk, but these are already made for me. I bought both from Amazon.  You know, that company that will soon rule the world.  More on food, I am still doing the Home Chef thing.  Three meals instead of 4, and so far every one has been delicious and easy.  Not over my budget, either.  Every meal serves two, so I get six actual meals of excellent food.  I’m glad I discovered this, in spite of the original billing fiasco.

Was looking through book emails and it occurred to me, how many books there are now with the “Anybody’s Brother’s Cousin’s Neighbor’s Boss’s Uncle’s Mechanic’s Sister” titles.  Was The Astronaut’s Wife the first one?  I don’t know.  But there’s a plethora of them now.  A glut.  A distinct lack of originality. Like formula books.  I read about that once where certain authors have a murder every so many pages, a sex scene every so many pages, etc.  What happen to writing a book because you had a story to tell?  Now you write to a money-making formula.  Creativity.  I’m sure it’s still out there.  Well, I know it is because I read fan fiction, much of which is infinitely better than a lot of books I’ve read. I am overly fond of Torchwood fanfiction, but the Sherlock fandom has some amazing writers.  Check  out, or

On the illness front,  after a week back up to 3mg prednisone, I can tell I am getting better.  More energy. a bit less pain, clearer headed.  It’s a good thing.  I haven’t tried the zoloft yet, except for one day, because I thought I’d wait to see how the prednisone worked.  The PA said I will  have to be on it for the rest of my life, because once you get prednisone withdrawal, which I blame on my rheumatologist, you have it forever and your body will always need a prednisone supplementation.

Anyway, I’m kind of condensing something here that I read in AARP.  Someone commented on an article and disagreed with the premise that worry, stress, sadness, anger and obesity can worsen chronic pain.  They can, it’s true, but it’s more accurate to say about people with chronic debilitating pain, which I have, that the pain can worsen worry, stress, sadness, anger and obesity.  Pain is exhausting, keeps you from meeting obligations, doing things you just want to do as well as need to do, isolates you as friends drop away from ‘the sick one’, makes you angry at losing the life you had, and prevents a lot of movement, which of course means less burning of calories and loss of muscle mass, so weight gain is inevitable.  And a lot of the drugs you need actually cause your body to gain weight, even when your eating habits stay the same.  Here’s a good blog post that goes into this even more.

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Update on the Food Thing

Remember how I said my issue was with the buying/billing.  Well that’s the only issue.  I cooked my first two serving meal (one for later, yay) which took about 15 minutes altogether, and OMG is this food good.  Much less packing waste than Blue Apron and the food is really good quality and sooooo good.  I may buy this again, even without the coupon. Eight meals at 40 dollars was a bargain.  Eight meals at 80 dollars would still be worth it if they are all this good.

This is two pork chops. 

This is the vegetables.   The only thing I did not do was chop those teeny red peppers (spicy) and add them to the butter.  They were goood. The box it came in had an insulated liner and two reusable ice packs.  This was all the rest of the packaging.  Not bad.

This is the finished meal.  There is an identical one in the frig for tomorrow lunch. That’s a lot of butter, but i moved some to the sparrowgrass.  This was the best meal I have had in ages, and I cooked it.  Normally, it takes me a lot longer than someone without a chronic illness, but most of the fifteen minutes was cook time, not prep time.  I give this meal a nine.  It would be a ten if I wasn’t the cook.  🙂