Haggis

Tried to eat a chunk for dinner. The best I can say is it's relatively palatable. But too salty and the stomach is impossible to chew. Maybe it's better with whiskey.

I'll probably throw the rest away.

-30-

Crummy Day But That's Okay

Aidee took me to my appointment. Apparently I'm not doing very well.

The shaking was bad. But I scored well on cognition.

Back home I got very sick -- vomiting.

Big problem is I have no appetite.

We're changing my medication.

Julia comes home Saturday!

It is holiday season.

-30-

I'm Pretty Sure...

That I am an onion. I've been thinking this for a while. Onions have thin skins that peel off easily. And boil well.

I don't want to talk to the neurologist about this feeling. But I am quite sure I am an onion, the yellow kind.

-30-

Strength Over Weakness

Up at 7. Feeling weaker than ever. But dragged the kitchen trash can outside, dumped it into the garbage bin and pulled both it and recycling bin to the curb.

These feel like accomplishments. They were wet from the rain. A jogger passed by and I said "Hi", he said "Hi."

Exerting my will over my temporary inability to stand is exhiliarating. Still, everything is exhausting now.

-30-

Ginger

Lately I have been consuming Ginger candy. I have a pouch of it but didn't know why I want it so much.

Turns out it it helps with loss of appetite and nausea, two of my major problems. So I think I'll have another one now!

-30-

Mirrors

Woke up at 5. More rain!

My big sister called me last night -- they are back in Arizona now. My eyes don't hurt today. I don't want to go to my neurologist appointment Tuesday but Aidan is going to make me go.

I'm in touch with friends. I'm also wrapped in blankets. Forget the blanket part.

We're all good at certain things but not others. I just plain out love people so I'm very good at forming relationships. Nothing gives me more pleasure than connecting with other people.

When it comes to breakups, in the romantic sense, I'm extremely skilled there as well, though I'm not proud about that. All the breakups feel like mainly my fault.

Relationships, romantic or not, have three elements: person one, person two, and the connection between them. If I could write about anything, it would be about that -- the connection.

-30-