Stayin’ Alive

I’m still alive.

They still don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I’ve lost over thirty pounds (do not recommend) and look gaunt and haggard. I finally was able to get an appointment with a specialist later today (thank God) and so, hopefully, I’ll be getting some answers and proper medications today. Otherwise, I fear I am going to waste away to nothing. Thirty years ago people would think I have AIDS (when I lost weight ON PURPOSE back in the 1990s my lovely co-workers all thought I was dying.. Straight people suck so hard). There hasn’t been much to report other than I’m still sick. I thought I was getting better last week, but this weekend was the worst relapse. I fell asleep last night at seven and slept till seven this morning. I’m not as fatigued as I’ve been, but still tire easily.

We’re also supposed to get flooding rains for the rest of the week, which will be interesting. It’s supposed to start tonight, so maybe I’ll get another good night’s sleep.

Nothing much to report other than I am alive.