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Terrible, horrible, the third chapter
I have limited energy, so I’m going to get through this as fast as possible. I remembered on Wednesday (when I was feeling worse) that while the firefighters and I were waiting around for the large gurney, one of them commented that they had a unit called Advanced Practitioner Team who would visit and assess… Continue reading
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Terrible horrible, part two
Taking up where we left off… Because of all the waiting and gurney-fetching, we didn’t arrive at the hospital until around 3:00. (I think I called at 1:45?) We sat in the hallway a while longer and I finally said to the firemen, This is ridiculous that I’m tying you up here just because you… Continue reading
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Melissa and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day…part one
Some people will read parts of this and think that I am a privileged person who expects the world to revolve around me. Think what you like. I’m still going to say this. I have been sick. Last Thursday afternoon I suddenly had convulsive shivering that lasted for a couple of hours, after which I… Continue reading
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Resolution!
Today was a good day! Today was the day that the sofa repair guy was scheduled to come, to see if he could fix my sofa. I thought I had mentioned it here as one of my recent stressors, but it turned out I was so focused on the builders and “the noise” from across… Continue reading
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Update on crazy
Kirsten came by yesterday and, while she was here, she delivered my note to the neighbor’s house across the street about the weird persistent noise. (She left it inside their screen door.) She declined to hand the other note to the builders. I can’t really blame her; I wouldn’t have wanted to do it either!… Continue reading
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Disturbing the peace
One should never wonder, out loud or in print, how things could possibly get worse, because inevitably they do. Things got worse here about three weeks ago, and they were already pretty chaotic. Backing up a bit: A couple of months ago, the people who own the neighboring house (on the side of both my… Continue reading
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How life can change…
Ten years ago on this date (according to Facebook), I got up at 7 a.m., hauled everything out of my garden shed, hosed it out, scrubbed down the wood with Murphy’s Oil Soap, rinsed, swept out the water, and left it to dry, whilst going in to make breakfast at 9:15. Then I spent a… Continue reading
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New year, new provider. Whoopee.
On December 24th, I took my last shot of four of the 5mg Zepbound, and then put in for my next dose, asking to titrate up to 7.5mg. But Walgreens ignored the note on the prescription request and ordered 5mg pens. When they notified me it was in, I called them and was told that… Continue reading
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Still waiting
I got to my #4 dose of the month a couple of weeks ago (Zepbound), opened the box, and…it wasn’t there. I apparently got a box with only three doses instead of four. I didn’t notice it because the box comes with an instruction booklet inside that I hadn’t removed, and it obscured the fourth… Continue reading
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Waiting…
I took the Zepbound at a dose of 2.5 mg for the first month, and last Monday I bumped up to the 5 mg dose for the month of November. Next time it will be 7.5. I’m still waiting for some effect. I did have about a week in the middle of last month in… Continue reading
About Me
I started this blog to talk about a genetic, fibrotic fat-storing (some say autoimmune) condition called Lipoedema, which is something I began to experience in my 60s, although some see early onset at puberty, or post-pregnancy, or at menopause. The other “L” condition from which I suffer is Lymphedema, as a common secondary effect of the fibrosis that blocks lymphatic drainage. Despite the fact that one in 11 women suffer from lipoedema, most doctors have never heard of it, so on top of the pain and embarrassment of this extremely obvious malady, millions of us are out there being fat-shamed for a condition that isn’t contingent on diet or exercise for its growth. This blog was intended to share my reactions.
I have, however, reserved the right to discuss “other stuff” here and, increasingly, since January 20th, 2025, that is politics, because what else, after all, are we legitimately obsessed with in this age of fascism in these United States of America? So while the “theme” of this blog may be confusing, it is my blog, where I can talk about whatever I wish. You are not constrained to read the parts you don’t like. But I feel compelled to write about them.
MEdoubleLL 