Tiny news items:
Twenty years I’ve called this house my home. Today, I was puzzled by the mechanism of the front window vertical blinds. It took several minutes to achieve the desired effect.
A longer pause than usual spent catching the word that’s just there, on the tip of my tongue, can be explained away, like the dust resting on the windowsill. That’s usual enough, but dust can be cleared away. Searching for words occurs more often over time, it seems.
Regularly now, the physical act of speaking causes pain in the ribs and nausea resulting from vibrations.
Tinnitus started 40 years ago as barely audible unless everything else was quiet. The volume has increased over time, sometimes spiking for a couple days and causing fear that this may be the new normal. At this point, I feel like I’m on the edge of tolerable. My ears have a fullness to them, imagine you’re on takeoff in an airplance and really looking forward to the relief that will come when the craft reaches elevation. Now, imagine that sensation recurring randomly. So, there’s that.
My relationship with chocolate? Shot to hell. I’ve surrendered for now.
Weight loss? I’ll settle for weight maintenance and I think I’m good there. Don’t know for sure because I have not replaced the scale broken by my husband.
A new ongoing story will involve my mother-in-law (MIL) and her probable relocation from 1,000 miles away to our place. Although I feel certain my MIL will never read this post or any other because she doesn’t know what a blog is and probably considers it weird or frivolous. This topic is, understandably, not getting published singularly, followed by updates. This is the beginning of me sharing events as they unfold. She shall remain nameless, referred to only as MIL. She was raised in Germany, married a US GI in the 60’s, and migrated to America with her new husband. To be continued…
I am happy to share that I’ve had at least an hour of pleasant peace the past few days and I’ve enjoyed writing this little newsy bit. Perhaps my creativity is beginning to flow.
p.s. I’ve been using my SAD light regularly and I think it’s helping. fyi
SurvivingSara 