Dr. Theodore Woodward once said something to the effect of, “When you hear hoofbeats behind you, don’t expect to see a zebra.” This example of Occam’s Razor simply means, in this part of the world, you are more likely to see a horse than a zebra. So the simplest explanation, there are horses behind you, is probably the best.
Continue readingIt’s the Final Countdown
I have actually experienced medication withdrawal before. One time I had to go cold turkey off two psych meds because of an insurance snafu they refused to resolve for months. Even so, I have never experienced withdrawal symptoms like this.
Continue readingFight or Flight or Meow
The first week to two weeks seemed to be going okay. I felt a little strange and had some minor symptoms of withdrawal, but was overall okay. Then week three hit and I realized, after my sinus surgery cured my 20-something year stint in fight or flight (FOF) mode, I was right back in it because of the withdrawal.
Continue readingAre We There Yet?
This year, so far, has been so overwhelming. I often feel like life is entirely too much. I never seem to reach a point where things are peaceful and not much is going on. This year, however, has been about ten times more blindingly fast and ridiculously chock full of nonsense.
Continue readingI’d Like Psych Tests Better if I Could Study for Them
As much as I would love to stress about this, I find myself strangely calm. Mainly because I feel like I don’t have enough information to freak out. I’m not sure at all what I’m going to be tested on or how. So if they plan on making me repeat college calculus, I am blissfully ignorant.
Continue readingThe (Last) Visit to the Allergist
But after I told my allergist that I am literally not having any allergy reactions, he starts explaining to me how I just as allergic and in need of treatment as I was before surgery. I then realized something: this man has a massive financial incentive to keep me coming back to his practice every week for years to come.
Continue readingCan’t Talk, Waiting
I hate waiting. I always have. But lately there’s one thing I’m waiting on and it just can’t get here soon enough. What I extra hate about it is that I can’t say anything about this massive life event until all of the pieces are in place. And do you know where those pieces are right now? I have no idea. Not here, though.
Continue readingThe Cat-to-Face Allergy Test
It was posited to me that my issues with allergies might not have been because I genuinely had an enormous problem with allergies, but because, only with so much going wrong with my body pre-surgery, it became a notable issue. Basically, when you’re hanging on by a thread, a minor inconvenience is going to hit way different than it would if you were having a good day.
Continue readingObservations About Week 6 Post-Op
Although I’m still not 100%, the fog of cognitive confusion is truly lifting. I find myself able to follow complex tasks and I’m even forgetting less. It’s a relief to know the haze I have been living in for so long is not permanent.
Continue readingGhosts of Spice Past
Come to find out, when you have chronic sinus inflammation and the cornucopia of problems I had with sinuses, it can change how you experience spices. Namely, spice hurts. Every Scoville level higher is torture and there is no flavor when there’s heat. There is only heat.
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