I really like Midsomer Murders, too. I am seriously considering finding a new doctor, because mine just does not seem to get it at all.
An Idiot’s Guide to ME/CFS: Part III, “Treatment”
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What Can You Say To This?
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On the other hand, I am tired of being angry, so something else here: Last night I was watching The IT Crowd on Netflix, and in one episode someone asked what IT actually stands for. Did I know? No. No I did not. Google to the rescue. IT stand for Information Technology. Oh. I think that should have been obvious to me, but it wasn’t. Don’t know who made the pic, but it’s the guys from the show. I love it.
I am doing well as far as illness goes. As I decrease the Prednisone, I am having a bit more pain, but not the debilitating kind I was having before. Now I am restless. I am not just a person with an illness, I am a person again. For now, anyway. I want to have a life again. Everything and everyone has/have moved on without me in the interim, and I am kind of left with nothing again. Can’t think what to do about it. I’m so used to not being able to, I can’t remember what it’s like to be able to. To whatever. I need to work on this.
Also, I keep forgetting to put tags on things. Maybe I should just let Rambling be the tag for everything, cause it’s what I seem to do most. Oh, well.
Update: It’s only fair to present both sides, right?
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It Snowed Again
More than the other day, but still not much. Some of it is still hanging around at 2:30pm. More forecast for Saturday. Strange winter, I think, but I’m going to see if I can find out how unusual it is, if it is.
Went out yesterday, lunch with a friend and a bit of shopping, leftover homemade pizza for dinner. Almost gave in to that ‘I want a dog’ yearning, but cooler heads prevailed. Seriously, how would I manage a dog. I can barely manage me. Gertrude is so easy; clean the litter box, put out fresh food and water, and rub her tummy. How hard is that? Besides, she’d hate having another animal here. She’s afraid of everything as it is. I just feel like I need more in my life. A reason to go out. It wouldn’t surprise me if I gave in some day and found myself a dog owner, but I’m wondering if they can be litter box trained. LOL
Icon has nothing to do with this post, but I think it’s cute.
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UPDATE
I cannot tell you how many times I’ve talked about something, or thought about something, only to have a related item suddenly appear in my Firefox browser. I do love the internet. Was going to look into the snow thing, and this was in my email:
I had a pingback from a blog I was unaware of, so checked it out, and here is someone who is worth a look:
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