Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Typing Into the Wind

The good news is I've been exercising frequently, the bad news is that's pretty much all I'm doing.

I have been social with new people in the past month, I suppose that's new and exciting. I've been keeping up with learning spanish, y lo disfruto mucho. (I am so sorry spanish speakers, if that was a butchery of the language. I didn't say I was any good at it, I just said I'm enjoying it. Well, at least that's what I was attempting to say.)

I'm having this new visual thing where words get mixed up. It's an occasionally normal thing to read a word wrong, I'm sure everyone does it, but this is becoming more frequent, and it's got to be a migraine thing.

Writing is still a struggle lately, as is evident by my absence. I miss the outlet, but I don't have the mental energy. My depression has definitely improved -thank zoloft- but hobbies continue to be difficult.

My anxiety, which I'm realizing more and more I've had since I was a child, is getting slightly worse. I have to talk myself down from ridiculous obsessive thoughts and am concerned for the time when I might not be able to talk myself down. Panic attacks are rare, but they are awful, I certainly don't want any more of them.

My head's been pretty consistent through the last few months of iud and antidepressant adjusting. The usual symptoms persist; nausea, fatigue, irritability, throbbing head pain, stabbing head pain, dizziness, body aches, and confusion. Besides reading words wrong, I'm also having increased short term memory loss.

My garden has been growing well this year, and I'm plotting how to carry it into winter. I've got some pics up on instagram (username smpomg), if y'all want to be friends on there let me know.

But the exercise has become my favorite thing, it's the only time I feel normal. I don't get out every day, but I go every day I can which has been more and more often since my periods stopped trying to kill me. Check out my progress in just the last three months:

So, I may be tired all the time and in pain but at least I get 20 minutes a day of bliss, I can be grateful for that.