Here’s what happened in my life over the past week:
- A big thank you to Sadie of Blushy Ginger for nominating me for the Sunshine Blogger Award!
- I think one or both of my guinea pig girls was in heat this week. Guinea pigs don’t bleed when they’re in heat, so I can’t be sure, but every so often they get quite excitable and try to mount each other. I think the boys could smell the pheromones, since they’ve been pretty excitable too.
- My favourite comment I saw on someone’s blog this week: “Interfaith and leftist thinking is not of Jesus Christ but is of the devil.” Funny how some people feel like if they have an opinion, Jesus must have had it first.
- I also had a fun spam email this week informing me that Trump has a special Biblical weapon that he’s using to bring down Big Pharma. It baffles me that there are people who link the pussy grabber in chief to anything God-related.
- I was contacted via my blog by a psychiatrist asking if I would review his new book. It was a fairly generic message, so presumably the same message was being sent out to multiple people. I looked the book up and it’s published by an academic publisher at a textbook-level price, so it seemed rather strange to be looking for a book review from a blogger. Curious, I typed mental health book reviewer into Google, and I show up on the first page of results. I guess that’s how he found me.
- I left the house once this week to go see my doctor. My fluency of speech has improved, and walking is slightly better, so we’ve bumped up the dose of pramipexole again.
- I bought some clothes online – just some basics that needed replenishing that I found for a really low sale price. But it took me 2 days and a great deal of time spent pondering before I finally decided to put the order through. Depression brain isn’t very good at decision-making, and my lack of work income makes me reluctant to spend money, so decision paralysis is the result.
- Because I’ve been taking a higher dose of my stimulant (dextroamphetamine) for some of the time since my last refill from the pharmacy, I’m going to run out what will appear to them to be a week early. But they get their knickers in a knot over it because it’s stimulant and that must make me a drug addict, so they won’t refill it even a day early (whereas a week early for any other of my meds would be no big deal). That means that instead of calling to request a refill and then spending 5 minutes in the pharmacy to pick it up, I’ll have to get a new prescription and wait around at the pharmacy for them to fill it. And I wouldn’t be at all surprised if they get judgy that my dose has gone up.
As guests on my blog this week, I had:
How has your week been?