I learned three important things today when I saw the assigned doctor at the clinic I used to go 🤟💛

My Implanon is not due to come out for another year, and they were not the clinic that inserted it. I figured that I probably had gotten it at my regular doctor’s clinic since, even though she doesn’t do insert or remove birth control, someone who works there will. Upon writing this, I now very much remember having a procedure there because I remember being surprised when they c0harged me $50 when they usually bulk billed me. The receipt is in my filing cabinet.

The Implanon is not causing any painful symptoms I’m experiencing, so I have to have a scan. Huh, I’ve only just realized that I have been picturing an ultrasound in my head, though the words ct scan just fleshed through my story as I sit here on the toilet wishing I didn’t have to deal with quite so much when it makes me as unwell as I currently do. Shit, I’ve jusyvrememer

Ok I’m back but barely

Just remembered I felt so I’ll this morning, I had to run for the toilet to vomit 🤢

I’m feeling really quest again and my bladder is killing me 😫

I honestly feel like I could scream, especially with my regular chronic pain being at excruciating

Oh shit, I still haven’t had any Targen. I picked up my three new strength boxes today. I totally to forgot to pick up the most important meds though which I’m technically out of but could probably find some really old ones. Not probably find. I know exactly where they are 🤨🤦‍♀️

Time to finally take something to help ease this and unwind and watch some Netflix. So far, I’m only 20 minutes into Chris Rock, and now that I’m saying it to you, I’m not going to keep watching it, at least not now.

When be walked out onto the stage and the camera panned the audience, that is what I love the most these days 😅😝

Huge theatres with stages built for plays, musicals, operas, and the like are what I have always seen in my head. Though I know there will come a time when I can walk out in front of even bigger audiences 😌

Anyway, a lot of the time, when I tell people I’m a storyteller and have explained what I mean, they ask if I mean that I’m a comedian. I always find this strange since I figure if I were a comedian, I’d say I was a comedian 🤷‍♀️🤣

I’m not a comedian, just im case anyone is still wondering. I don’t tell jokes. I really dislike putting me on the spot to tell a joke to stall for time (yoga class where the music was working, oh and a fully packed yoga class, I might add too) 😅 🙃

Anyway, the difference between me and comedians is, I don’t makeup jokes. I don’t write punch lines. I’m not intentionally trying to do anything here other than tell my stories. When I’m not in the nothingness that is my darkness, I am working through clearing out, I think I’m entertaining just in who I am as a person, but, regardless of if I’m having a good day, a bad day or a whatever day, I share. And it’s not attention. I am not “woke”. I’ll explain the “” other day. I pay premium rates for my own private website so that I can share my thoughts and feelings into the void that is the world wide web. If any of this were for attention, followers or fortune etc., I would have TikTok, Instagram, Twitter, Facebook and other platforms that are simpler.

The second part of season four of You is out on Netflix today, so, I’ve got my weighted blanket on my bed and I’m going to watch that.

I want to focus on my uni assignment over the weekend