What are you listening to right now? v2.0
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Insulin took, dinner et.
I keep forgetting that my dosette box has a new bedtime section - apparently I'm on stations and something else to reduce blood pressure, reduce sugar levels and prevent kidney damage. I think I heard mutterings about heart stuff last month when I nearly had to go to a and e because I was far too sugary (twice my normal high) for my own good and full of keytones. I was panicking a bit to take it all in. My hba1c is twice the height of a normal human
stress, distress, underfunded services and isolation and not feeling safe all make it rocket. Covid hasn't really changed any of my years long symptoms and triggers, and I'm not reacting as madly as I have in 1979 to 2001/6/7/11/13/15/18.
I've had a difficult 2020 as have all of us in different and similar ways, but it's been so much better and easier since I came back here. I know there's a lot to forgive, understand and contextualise, and that might be asking too much from some people, but that's completely fine. I'm always going to react extremely sometimes because I've been living in extreme situations with emotionally and mentally extreme people since birth. I'm hoping to be able to jump through the hoops to access proper trauma informed therapy, not just helplines, for the first time since I lost my art therapy space in November? 2015 at the midpoint of a breakdown with a cracked rib and possibly codeine?. Which I've just remembered sends me fucking crackers - hospitals always give me an allergy bracelet for it because of my notes. 2015 processing therapy is absolutely go if my pip gets renewed - that triggered a crisis while I was offline this month because the fuckers want to phone interview me and I cant cope with interacting with them. I might just link them to the Search facility on here for extra supporting evidence that I don't manage my condition well, if the bundle of medical evidence I sent them in October wasn't sufficient. Seeing me fucking implode and explode in my language should tick all their boxes in if they don't get my gp's or cmht's dialect and narratives.
This whole post needs to be somewhere else, but I have no idea where
Here's to an easier 2021...
I'm moving NYE forward to tonight, just because I can. And every day is a new start, right?
I keep forgetting that my dosette box has a new bedtime section - apparently I'm on stations and something else to reduce blood pressure, reduce sugar levels and prevent kidney damage. I think I heard mutterings about heart stuff last month when I nearly had to go to a and e because I was far too sugary (twice my normal high) for my own good and full of keytones. I was panicking a bit to take it all in. My hba1c is twice the height of a normal human
stress, distress, underfunded services and isolation and not feeling safe all make it rocket. Covid hasn't really changed any of my years long symptoms and triggers, and I'm not reacting as madly as I have in 1979 to 2001/6/7/11/13/15/18.I've had a difficult 2020 as have all of us in different and similar ways, but it's been so much better and easier since I came back here. I know there's a lot to forgive, understand and contextualise, and that might be asking too much from some people, but that's completely fine. I'm always going to react extremely sometimes because I've been living in extreme situations with emotionally and mentally extreme people since birth. I'm hoping to be able to jump through the hoops to access proper trauma informed therapy, not just helplines, for the first time since I lost my art therapy space in November? 2015 at the midpoint of a breakdown with a cracked rib and possibly codeine?. Which I've just remembered sends me fucking crackers - hospitals always give me an allergy bracelet for it because of my notes. 2015 processing therapy is absolutely go if my pip gets renewed - that triggered a crisis while I was offline this month because the fuckers want to phone interview me and I cant cope with interacting with them. I might just link them to the Search facility on here for extra supporting evidence that I don't manage my condition well, if the bundle of medical evidence I sent them in October wasn't sufficient. Seeing me fucking implode and explode in my language should tick all their boxes in if they don't get my gp's or cmht's dialect and narratives.
This whole post needs to be somewhere else, but I have no idea where
Here's to an easier 2021...
I'm moving NYE forward to tonight, just because I can. And every day is a new start, right?
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edited after immediate afterthought and song change
I'm fine, fed, a happy bunny and wondering what I've done with my glucose testing stripes. I loved this before I even met Him. I saw them live in 07 with him, a bit more of a dick of a woman than me who ended up being my housemate and next of kin until 2013, and a spycop - I was a goosebury in a poly double date - and met margo backstage and had a chat without recognising her
I still have my diary for that year, with the pass stuck inside the cover.
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I've been too absorbed by sound vision and a temporary dash of overwhelming and anxiety for a bit to tidy my house
i had tickets for this but a stupid meltdown two days before meant that one of public service broadcasting was kind enough on the day to either arrange for my me plus one free disability reasonable adjustment safe space companion(formerly of these boards)'s tickets to be recycled, or the cost to go to tiny changes.
i think I need to apologize to the national for having access to twitter, and all points east need to provide mental health first aid courses for their twitter interns and warnings about private messaging women in crisis, if they haven't already
i think some gently but strongly worded emails might be overdue to the latter. Prevention are a way better band than the cure, right?
i had tickets for this but a stupid meltdown two days before meant that one of public service broadcasting was kind enough on the day to either arrange for my me plus one free disability reasonable adjustment safe space companion(formerly of these boards)'s tickets to be recycled, or the cost to go to tiny changes.
i think I need to apologize to the national for having access to twitter, and all points east need to provide mental health first aid courses for their twitter interns and warnings about private messaging women in crisis, if they haven't already
i think some gently but strongly worded emails might be overdue to the latter. Prevention are a way better band than the cure, right?
Maybe astounding foresight, clairvoyance or access to a tardis and getting a sneak peek at the royalties to come?
I was laughing so hard at the memory of this thing, that autocorrect misread my thumb's version of family guy as faily git
I was laughing so hard at the memory of this thing, that autocorrect misread my thumb's version of family guy as faily git
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