January. New western year. Same shit. Sick once more. I am writing post fever while still gritting though blooms of joint and muscle pain erupting everywhere in my body. Thanks to all non-compliant, reproachable, selfish, doorknob lickers out there, I most likely have contracted COVID-19-omicron. And I get a bonus extra special prize! I’m having …
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Noticeable Improvement!
I was told- to my face- without any alternative tests being done, that all my results were bogus and that I could not possibly have brucellas abortus or Salmonella. Why? Because. I. didn’t. look. sick. I didn’t have a fever. So what if my spleen was enlarged and my left kidney showed signs of infection, …
Wear your face panty!
July! The month were the house starts to kill me in the manner of a slow cook oven.My space is constantly stuffy. Even with the windows open and the fans going. Heat rashes adorn my hand and feet like awful henna designs.It’s been hard to sleep. It’s been hard to not get depressed.It’s been hard to concentrate. Fortunately, …