Luke had his Ortho appointment, last Friday, for his wrist. Apparently while it is just fractured in one spot, it is also broken in another. He remains steadfast in his bravery in these whole shenanigans. Probably because he got to pick out the details for his cast. It’s hot pink, glows in the dark, and [...]
A Pink Anniversary
Posted May 1st 2013 by kmarrsI could have handled the sinuses. It moving to my chest was to be expected. For me. Everything moves to my chest. I have a great chest, after all. But what I woke up to last Tuesday, the day before my 10-year-anniversary, was a bit much. I woke up for my shower at about 6. [...]
I Have A Dream
Posted April 30th 2013 by kmarrsLast night I dreamt that I was diagnosed with mono and ordered a week of strict bed rest. And it was the best dream ever. Until. My dream self informed the doctor that this simply couldn’t happen because this week is both the 1st and the 3rd of the month and we are severely short-staffed. [...]
With Great Stupidity
Posted March 27th 2013 by kmarrsI woke up in the early hours with a sword through my chest. Swear to The Almighty He Who Is Or Isn’t that while it may have not been visible, it was there. It started from the front, over the center of my chest, plunged through, and out through my spine. Oddly, I think my [...]
On Being Heard
Posted March 12th 2013 by kmarrsI’ve been to my new doctor. Awhile ago, actually, but I haven’t been in my writing groove. Then it got to be so far past the appointment that it left my mind to write about it. But this post is actually important. As my mental health has healed, my focus has turned to my physical [...]
Should You Read This
Posted February 9th 2013 by kmarrsYou’re right, it is only 30 something degrees outside. But I don’t feel the cold. What I do feel is formal shoes tearing my feet apart. I have bad feet, just as I have bad joints, and a misfiring brain. So I do not feel the cold, but I feel the way my work shoes [...]
Don’t Believe In Resolutions
Posted January 2nd 2013 by kmarrsMy disinterest in New Years has been noted here before. Usually with angst. But as angst clears, stable reigns, and my disinterest continues, I can only conclude that it’s just not my holiday. As such my drive to do an epic post recapping the last year just isn’t there. And I loath resolutions. I suppose [...]
