Tuesday, March 31, 2015

Brain Fog

So today brain fog has caused me to head in the wrong direction of my appointments not once, but twice today and it has made me forget the pin code to my debit card. Thank god for debit cards that also act as credit cards or I would have then had to try hoofing it to my appointments where I would have probably walked in the wrong direction out into the desert somewhere never to be heard from again. 
Okay, maybe it wouldn't have been that bad as I was in the middle of a fairly populous city and wasn't too far from my house. But still. Having set out in the wrong direction for my adventures twice already I probably shouldn't take any chances. 

Funny though, because I don't feel particularly brain foggy but I sure am acting like it today!

Monday, March 16, 2015


I get that specialists see a lot of patients, but still, 2 and a half to 3 weeks to get in to see someone about breathing issues is a little ridiculous. I am betting that, in the time between now and I actually get in to see the pulmonologist my breathing will have done one of two things. I will get worse to the point where I go in to the ER or I will be better and will go in to see her for nothing.

The life a person with chronic illness is full of stress, just a different kind of stress from what normal people are used to!

Sunday, March 8, 2015

In Sickness and in Health

In Sickness and in Health

The above link goes to an article that talks about how men are more likely to divorce or dump their spouse who gets sick than a woman partner. Really, there's only a six percent difference between men and women who leave their sick spouses so it's not that much of a difference, but it is still enough to make me sad.

I know that not everyone out there has the strength to handle having an ill spouse; hell, not everyone out there has the strength to handle getting sick themselves, but you'd hope that the person you chose to spend your life with would stick with you no matter what.

It's very disheartening to learn things like this even though I don't have a significant other. It kind of reinforces some of the thoughts that I already think to myself when it comes to dating or relationships. I don't want to burden someone with the heavy medical baggage that I carry and it doesn't matter how often I tell myself in my head that the right person won't care, it's still enough to get me to push people away before I get into a position to be hurt.