I've been quiet again haven't I? Well, there's been stuff going on. The kinds of things I either won't talk about on a public blog or am so tired of talking about in general that writing about it just seems like a horrible chore and makes watching a movie, reading a book, or playing a game for a little escapism seem like the best course of action. But things have settled down a bit now, so. Here's a briefish update on life at Casa de Orb.
You may recall I'd gone to the doctor (and had a negative experiece with said doctor) early last month. Well, I completed a course of treatment for a problem that wasn't yet terribly awful, and I'm now feeling much better physically. Amazingly better, actually. I think that thing was asymptomatically lurking within me and grinding my immune system down for quite a while. Like that proverbial frog in a pot of water coming slowly to a boil, I just didn't notice how generally crappy I felt ever day. Luckily, I noticed when the water got a little too warm and jumped out to seek medical attention. And by “too warm” I mean symptoms began appearing and they were having an effect on my quality of life (beyond just feeling completely rundown and tired all the time). It feels good to feel good!
Shortly after I took the last pill for that problem, I started doing hormone replacement therapy, because being post-menopausal sucks. I'd always said I'd never do HRT because of the increased risks of cancer, heart problems, and other health risks, but I sat down and did some research and thought long and hard about how I felt about the decision I made twenty years ago to not do it. On the con side was the increased risk of health problems. On the pro side was possibly feeling better mentally and physically. Older me came to the conclusion that living the rest of my life feeling like I have been feeling the last two years was unacceptable and that life is full of risks (and I might end up with cancer or heart problems or blood clots or dementia anyway) so what's one more at this stage of my life.
Deciding between regular HRT and the bioidentical version was an easier decision to weigh. I didn't choose bioidentical because it's more “natural” or safer (it's not). I choose to go the BHRT route for two reasons: I refuse to take part in an industry that mistreats horses so I can feel a little more youthful, and I don't have to deal with a doctor to get them. I'll eventually write a full post about my experience after I've been on them a while, because it deserves a full post, but for right now let me just say that like switching from cigarettes to an ecig, this is one of the best things I have ever done for myself.
In the midst of all my health situations, about six weeks ago my cousin was taken to the emergency room late one night. It was discovered that she needed some fairly extensive heart surgery if she wanted any hope of living much longer than a year. Since she's a polio survivor, we all knew her path through this would be a difficult and rocky one, and for six weeks the doctors did all they could for her. She had progress and setbacks, and just when it looked like she'd made it through the worst of it, she lost the battle. I don't know the details, and I don't actually want to know the details. We buried her last week. She'll be missed by so many people, myself included.
With all this stuff going on, my whole daily routine has been thrown completely out of whack, and if I don't keep to a routine, nothing much gets done. And by that I mean, I get the normal household/life requirement type of stuff done, but I don't get to the writing or artmaking. I'm just going to have to make a conscious effort to get myself back on track. Like going to bed at a more reasonable hour and getting up earlier and making lists of the things I need to do while having my morning coffee. Once my routine has fallen into chaos though, it's really hard to get back into the swing of things. One day at a time, I guess. Baby steps. It'll all sort out eventually.
So … that's what's been going on with me the last few weeks. Mostly. There's been other stuff going on too, but none of it worth mentioning (or would just get me ranting, and I don't have time to rant right now). Now I need to go have some coffee, because I need to get more housework done. I have fallen so far behind on all of it, burning the house down almost sounds like a reasonable solution to the clutter and dust. LOL!