Wormholes and Wiggling Out

It is what it is...whatever it is

The other morning I woke up to a burning searing pain in my lower chest...where my gallbladder is it turns out. After a bunch of Facebook friends schooled me on their gallbladder woes I spent the rest of the day in bed reading about gallbladders, diets for gallbladders, what makes em go kaboom, etc etc. I also spent the rest of the day writing down what I ate, when, when the pain appeared-how long it lasted,etc.
I'm no stranger to pain and this is nothing like endo pain-thankfully...but it's pain nonetheless where there should be none. So cause for concern.
I AM going to the doctor soon (stop waving your finger at me sweet nurses) but I'm presently in the hot seat in a lot of ways and it will have to be delayed a bit if possible.
A work project I've been killing myself over since September has been riddled with technical difficulties and has not gotten to approval stage...which means no money for me until it does. Which means I have to kill myself some more to get it approved so I can pay rent. I need the computer gods on my side today. I am invoking you- computer gods! Hear my plea! 😛
I've also been tasked with another assignment-that is not easy and has a lot of processes to complete...and other work stacking up. It's stacking up but I can't get out from under it to get one check! Aaaaghhh! And now my gallbladder is trying to break up with me- Aaaagh!
Its been a crappy month- the only great thing that happened this month was being shown kindness and support by all you sweet friends who ordered art, prints and sent me donations to keep my lights on and my cat alive.
Troll cat only has a few more doses of antibiotics to go- shes a total champ...she even managed to clean her own pee pee fur without me getting some falconers gloves to try and handle up on her. But the vet says her insulin needed a bump up- her sugar is all outta whack. So working on that...and will need to get my own doctor visit in soon because I suspect my own "prediabetes" has turned no bueno. I've known it for a long time and haven't had the means or heart to go get diagnosed. 😞 But hell- this isn't a poor me blog...its just my really really life.
Totally still alive. Totally gonna get through this.
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