I absolutely forgot to write about how much I love Zvi.
I'm still recovering from therapy yesterday and making it out to the hospital to collect my medicine (it still needs time to build up in my system so I stop feeling quite so exhausted all the time). And well, tiredness and early morning - y hello there crampy times- will knock thoughts out of a gal's head.
BUT, yesterday when I was in the hospital cafeteria, I saw little cupcake pineapple upside down cakes. And I didn't buy one. Why? Because I immediately thought 'Zvi makes me pineapple upside down cake now for the holidays. And it's a special treat. And if I'm going to have it, I should only have it from Zvi'.
My love or loyalty, call it what you will, is so damn weird sometimes.
Anyway, Zvi. Love you muchly - as this little tale clearly shows.
Now to order take out for dinner, cause dumplings don't keep well in soup on a warmer all day (now I know) and owie is not conducive to cooking. And not eating is right out of the question.
OMG, I think progesterone is the most amazing thing since my mom's apple pie (seriously if you don't get this, it's because I've never even described to you my mom's apple pie).
Oh doctors, you suck SO HARD. Women are NOT merely men with testes on the inside and glorious glorious breasts! We've got hormones that are different! OMFG it makes such a difference.
Also, iodine and King and I'm kind of a little in love with Ashwaganda.
Figured out why my body has higher pain chemicals.