Since, really, I'm the only one reading this, keeping track of what the hell is happening is just so that later on I can recall why I was having so much trouble.
The latter half of 2019 was pretty bad. 2020, the history books will recall, is completely worse.
I was diagnosed with Herpes in August 2019, I thought this would kill my sex life. It certainly hasn't helped, but, alas, the global pandemic foisted upon us by the Trump administration pretty much ended everything. I'm afraid to leave the house. I'm afraid to go on a date. Then, once I do break quarantine, then I have to deal with my Herpes fears, so, yeah, sex is a memory.
I started working from home in March. Only now do they have any real work for me to do. I've been having trouble concentrating, for a lot of reasons. But, it's getting better.
Then, in July, my Mother passed.
She was way too young. I wanted to kill everyone. Why?!
Once I somewhat recovered from that, I had to start dealing with wrapping up her affairs. This part may be worse than watching her die, at least that came to a speedy end.
So, yeah, I binged like there was no tomorrow.
A few weeks ago it occurred to me that this quarantine is going to keep going for a while. I need to stop the attempted suicide by fast food and maybe keep myself from dying young, too.
I'm back to keto. This is Day 23. It's going pretty well. I'm at 416 and my blood sugar is down. I stopped taking the Victoza months ago - I got tired of the constant diarrhea. Now I'm down to just two meds that cause diarrhea. Food is boring and sleep is hard to come by - believe it or not, those are good things!
Here's hoping I make it to Day 30!
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