I’m trying to ease into September without major fracas, but it’s not happening. I’m in pain and after dealing with this second bout of Covid, the chest got worse. I don’t even know if it’s indigestion or a clot or pneumonia aka bronchitis. I’m having trouble buying Amazon products because my bank thinks my card is stolen or something. All I know is that I felt sickly on Friday. I felt sickly on Saturday, but I was able to stomach food. HK was nauseous on yesterday. Today is Labor Day and I’m exhausted trying to type knowing that my throat is a bit sour, gas bubbles are all over my abdomen and backside. My chest feels like irritation or inflammation is swallowing me up. I just don’t know how to bounce back which means I’m probably going to have to get the new vaccine that is just not smart. It’s so sad. I have wage garnishments about to start.
I still think God has HK home to help me or to be prepared. I’m not sure. I just wish I could feel good for years. It would be so beneficial to HK if I could enter into the 50s with better health. Saturday, I ate a club sandwich, some ranch fries with cheese, steamed broccoli, and a decent house salad. I enjoyed it. Sunday came and I felt terrible. Germs are everywhere and the daughter was nauseous and I had to drive and then I couldn’t breathe because my heart rate keeps jumping from the 80s to the 70s in a moment. When I feel weak like this, I can’t think. Oxygen and blood aren’t doing what they should do. How do I fix this, Lord. I’m in a frenzy.
I’m so MUCH in a frenzy that I have re-opened the first Litique blog that I began in 2012! How zany is that?! This one is the one with the most entries and it was started in 2017 and then I went on a 2 year hiatus, then picked it up again in 2019. The world is nuts. The lead singer from Smash Mouth passed today. All I hear in my head is “All Star”–one of the most positive songs in the world and the man who sang its anthem has left the earth at age 56 over liver complications that may or may not have been due to alcoholism. Folks don’t realize though that people are dying of liver complications and they’ve never sipped alcohol. I have NAFLD. What I know now is that doctors have been lying all through the 2000s. They don’t know squat doodly. They are NOT All Stars.
Try to get your rest, Steve. You definitely made the mood better with the music your band produced. We needed you. We will definitely miss you.
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