Well, I do not have a good enough excuse for leaving y’all on read for two years. Maybe a little bit of an update will do?
Ok, so a few things. I’m 48 now. FORTY-EIGHT. I’m almost fifty! And I have become hopelessly addicted to TikTok. The queer part of me revels in the strong LGBTQIA+ presence and I can spend hours scrolling.
I still live alone, with my cat. He’s handsome as always. I’m still dating Nugget. It will be 10 years this August.
I had surgery on my neck on March 20th of this year. Got in the hospital right before they shut everything down due to COVID. I am now part bionic. I have a titanium plate and six screws fusing C5, C6 and C7. We can build her, stronger, better, faster. And now able to sleep! The pain in my neck and shoulder started last August and got quite a bit worse in September while I was in CA visiting fredlet and trish. By February I was a pitiful wreck with loss of strength in my arms, a hell of a lot of pain in my left arm, shoulder and down into my hands. The herniated discs and bone spurs were pushing into my spinal column.
I had an MRI and forgot that I was an anxiety riddled weirdo who can’t handle small spaces and loud noises. I fell back on an old trick from my childhood (and Kimmy Schmidt) that I could do anything for 10 seconds. So I just kept counting to 10, over and over until the MRI was complete, that was the worst thing about it all. I woke up on the surgical table with no pain, my recovery was a breeze. It was just that damn MRI… and dropping stuff because of the loss of strength in my arms and hands that sucked.
My family is doing awesome. My parents will be 79 and 80 in August. I leave at noon on Friday to go out to the lake for Father’s Day. My sister is meeting me there, I’m super excited.
More another time. Thanks for sticking with me kids! Except for you Andre, you can go fuck yourself right in the ear.
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