Friday, August 30, 2013

And Shit

It's been a week of being all sober and shit and eating pretty healthy and shit and exercising and shit and I feel like...shit.

I can barely walk, my hips feel like they're made of splintery boards, my energy is at a level where the idea of walking as far as the post office seems completely impossible, my brain feels foggy again, and I sort of just want to cry.

I shouldn't complain but goddammit, if I can be vocally grateful on the days when I feel good, shouldn't it be all right to bitch when I don't? Frankly, I don't care if it's all right. I'm just going to do it.

I've got to just pull it together here because the boys are having their first duo sleep-over with MerMer and Bop tonight. Lily and Jason haven't had a night to themselves since 2011 and that's just wrong.
I will pull it together. I always do.
In the meantime, there may be some Bravo TV watching going on around here.

Happy Friday, y'all.

Love...Ms. Moon, The Old and Crippled


  1. You are wonderful. I'm sorry, but I'm still laughing. So sorry about all the shit and stuff, but perfectly said.

  2. I am not laughing. I am sorry you feel like shit. These symptoms must be something as you experience them rather frequently. I wonder if there is anything that can be done about them so that you are not in as much discomfort as you are when they come on. I send all i have in good thoughts to you today. Sweet Jo

  3. This is a truth that all cancer patients know, everyone expects you to be upbeat and cheerful when you are sick. It doesn't matter that you feel like shit, if you show your true feelings people get too uncomfortable and avoid you. It's wrong as all hell, but that's just the way it is. I say in the words of the wonderful Dr. Seusse "Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."

  4. Some days I also just feel like shit. It's okay. Better to admit it than to fake it, although sometimes I do believe in fake it until you make it.

  5. Yes. TV, let it save you!

    Sorry you're feeling so bad. I'd make suggestions but I know you'd hate them all :)

    Hope it gets better. Maybe it's just letting all the crap out after the holiday, now you're back to healthiville. Hopefully it'll be better soon. xx

  6. Complain away - that's what we're here for. And the chicken stories.

    Hope your weekend gets MUCH better!

  7. I know about that barely walking. I always remember you once invoking the image of two old friends walking down the street together doing their own pain dance. i could see it so clearly. that's you and me, in our own pain dance. hey, at least we dance.


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