Don’t you love the posts that start out saying they really have nothing to say, but they’re posting anyway? But I just feel like I have nothing to say of substance, except I still want to post. So now you get to hear about my lovely ovarian cyst: I’ve been plagued by another one and this one is a real bitch. I’ve had excrutiating pain from it now for over a week and it gets worse by the end of the day if I’ve been sitting for hours (which I usually am). It’s so bad that my ass hurts. No really. For the life of me I couldn’t figure out why the hell my ass (well, right above my ass on either side of my tailbone — I’m sure there’s a proper name for this area but my brain is mush these days so I’m going with ass) was sore like I had run a thousand billion stairs when I’ve done nothing of the sorts. Last night I finally remembered that when I was going to the acupuncturist last year for my cysts, he would put a needle in this very area and I would instantly feel it in my ovary. It was insane how instant. It was almost like he had stabbed me with a knife so long it actually hit my ovary on the other side. So I realized last night as I hobbled around the kitchen that my stupid ass hurts because of this damn bitch of a cyst. In addition to that, I feel like I’m
walking hobbling on egg shells because I don’t want it to burst because I know at this point it’s so big it’s going to be super painful. And guys? I’ve been cyst-pain-free for months now (with the exception of the burst the day after Christmas, but there was no pain prior to it), so why is it all of a sudden doing this to me again? And the cyst pain is enough, do I really have to deal with ass pain, too?
In other news, the rain is back and I’m looooving it. It’s so hard to grow-up on the East coast where you’re used to weather and then to have none almost year round just feels wrong. There is no excuse to stay inside! All this pressure of the sun shining is just too much.
(And then, don’t you love, that they always actually have something to say?)