I feel horrible. So to make it up to you, I am going to do my very very best to inundate you with a ton of amazing new posts.
They are guaranteed to be filled with bad words, incredibly graphic descriptions that will curl your toes, and/or disgusting health information.
Here's a teaser:
I just cycled my meds (that's a technical term I totally just made up, which means that I changed out some of the shit I gulp each day. Typically, this involves getting used to the new drugs, and the side effects are pretty EPIC.).
I was put on Rifampin. This drug is usually used for TB and Meningitis. And, it's only $85 per month! Awesome. The pills are bright red. Why? So that when you pee, you are horrifyingly alarmed.
Child Development Peeps:
Yellow and red make = Orange!
Orange pee. Like Tang, but no astronauts.
HA! I just said "ass".
More on my ass, later.
In the meantime, send me all your granny shawls, full coverage skirts, and dowdy hats----it's Doxy Time! (Didn't Hammer do a song about Doxycycline? Doxy Time......My-my-my-my Lyme hits me so hard.....Hammer, don't go in the sun......)
Is there a way to make cute musical notes appear here--------> ?
:::keeping day job:::
I just got back from back-to-back camping excursions. And I survived. Despite the acclimation to new drug effects (affects?) (Sorry, my Lyme brain is extra broken lately) ( I could look it up, but I'm feeling NOT-ish right now). And the less-than-warm reception my snoring earned. Incidentally, no one likes people that show off by staying up past 9 pm, alright?
And? When people asked why I wasn't drinking, I had a FAB time telling them:
*I'm more of a pill-popper
*Alcohol fucks with my anti-psychotics
*Dude. It'll chill my heroin buzz
Most people stopped talking to me. Which is why I went to bed early.
But, I saw Dr. Lyme recently, and he had some good-ish news for me. Except that I'm starting menopause early, and I should stock up on extra-absorbant pants. (for the sweating, you pervs.) Why don't pants get ratings based on absorbancy?
I'm getting ahead of myself, and I have shit to do. Like, chill. And maybe watch some TV. I missed TV. Or, I at least missed the couch near the TV. Same thing, right?
More on all this, later.