Reflection...

Great song...

But what I was really intending to talk about: another friend just read parts of this blog, and said how awful it sounds. So I went through and re-read it all. I still think most of it is funny. Is it because I am used to it, or because I lived through it, or because I really have a sick sense of humor? Or, I suppose, option D -- all of the above...

Total Disconnect

This morning was mildly interesting physically, but really left me curious socially...

All of my joints in my legs and arms were disconnected. I really had to work at operating them semi-normally, and could see that they were moving a little strangely -- not as strangely as they felt like they were, but still, a bit off. Not a single person commented. I work at a middle school. With middle schoolers. They don't hold their tongues. 

Am I really that easy to ignore at school, or is everyone there that used to my moving strangely, and no one even thought enough about it to ask?

Living for the Weekend...

Okay, I am in a song title mood these days, I admit it. 

This weekend has been most interesting, meaning really dull. Remember, dull is a good thing some of the time! Saturday and Sunday have both been fairly low on the pain scale, with nothing interesting. The chronic fatigue has still been here, but since it was indeed the weekend, I just took naps. Got time with the little ones, did some shopping, read a little of the new book I got... What a great weekend!

An Elephant Man Never Forgets...

I am not really sure what that title means, except that my body has been feeling exactly like I picture the Elephant Man for about six hours now. I can still function, even drive, but it sure feels uncomfortable. I keep having to remind myself that I don't look like I feel... that explains why people are NOT staring at me or covering their children's eyes!

Wow, explained...

It's been an incredibly rough last two days. I've been feeling all sorts of nasty sensations, pain, etc. For those of you into the really weird stuff, for a while I was feeling a yo-yo shaped pain source -- and the yo-yo was operating, in slow motion, going from left of my heart down to my right thigh and back. Also one of the 'usual' ones: Scrubbing Bubbles trying to wear out my organs from the inside. No, this blog is not connected to SC Johnson...