So, so much has happened in the past few months.
One of the people I played World of Warcraft with became my neighbor in March. My literal neighbor. As in right across the breezeway neighbor. He has gone through a few personal issues over the past few months, and I’m glad he could trust me. We both renewed our leases so we’ll be neighbors for another year.
My father-in-law passed away earlier this summer. Death brings out the worst in people and I’m keeping all the drama I’ve witnessed out of this blog.
I visited my family over the Labor Day weekend. As usual, I also went to the Minnesota State Fair.
I’m very happy to say I’m psychiatrically stable. After going through a few doctors and many medication combinations, I have finally found something that works for me. I feel great! I have a few days a month of depression but my doctor assures me this is normal and I shouldn’t need additional medication to manage it. Also related, I fired the therapist I had been seeing for over three years and found a different therapist who has been helpful in getting over this hump.
My left side has gotten progressively weaker. I noticed symptoms started in July. At that time I was unable to clip my own fingernails. I thought it was an issue with crappy clippers, but I was unable to clip with my left hand and was fine using the right. I am unable to open chip clips or push buttons on key fobs. I have poor grip on my left side; I can’t hold objects or carry heavy items. I had two nerve conduction studies, an ultrasound, and an MRI on my left arm and hand. I go in next week to get another ultrasound and to discuss the results of my MRI. My left leg is also weak. I had an MRI on my lower back and am going in for a follow-up in a few weeks to discuss that result as well. My leg weakness prevents me from walking up stairs normally and causes my foot to drop. I have extreme difficulty getting in and out of the tub, still. I want to know what’s wrong with me.
I’ve been studying to become a phlebotomist. I take my national certification exam in January.
My spouse and I went to Las Vegas after Thanksgiving. We bought tickets at the last moment, as in hours before takeoff, and settled for a cheap, yet nice, hotel off The Strip. The flight there was on a wide-body plane, which I’ve never been on until then. It was more comfortable than I imagined. When we landed in Las Vegas, the airport had never dealt with a plane that size so accommodations had to be made which took a few minutes. We got to the hotel late and had White Castle delivered, then had a few hours of rest. The next morning, Saturday, we rented a car. We drove to Green Valley Ranch for the breakfast buffet and then went to Fry’s to browse. While there, I spotted the always-win rubber duck claw machine and adopted five new ducks. We then made the long drive to Valley of Fire State Park, and left in time to have the best clam chowder ever for lunch. We went to the Fashion Show Mall and then retired to the hotel and had that prime rib buffet which was severely disappointing. We left Sunday afternoon. It was a very short vacation, but fun one. I ended up walking my bum off and my legs were not forgiving for days.
Something I’ve been reluctant to post publicly but decided to since I don’t want to hide anymore: I “came out” to my spouse. I identify as a poly, demi-sexual pan-romantic. This means I love more than one person, I don’t have sexual feelings for people unless I have a strong romantic connection with them, and I am attracted to many gender identities.