the snow is staying on the ground.
It's disgusting.
All those beautiful little plants that I carried from mom's garden to our little hell pit are going to die.
It's so cold. Damp.
Body and bones ache.
but I can't take anything.
by this time 2mrw, hopefully the mystery will be solved.
Saw the g-doctor yesterday, and after scoping my stomach with a tube camera he said,"you have a few ulcers and some esophagitis (?) which could turn cancerous with time and if it's not monitored", so they took some samples.
"but ms hpk - the colonoscopy was normal. We hope the surgery will get to the bottom of these issues."
me too.
Fucken me too.
up @ 5:30am.
Despite the whole ativan that would knock out a whale, I'm wired and wide awake, thinking way too much...
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