
Writing to vent.
A form of therapy. Give your hands free license to fly across the keys with out pause.
Get it off your chest.
The frustration, the gratitude, the ideas and woes.
Life is meant to be shared.
Share what comes up, free from worry of what others will think.
Have you had a week of weird?
Me too.
It started with excruciating pain.
Then a consult at a pain clinic and making the decision to move forward with ketamine infusions in a couple weeks. Getting more blood drawn. Reading the MRI report, finding the neurologist failed to share there’s a cyst on my left kidney, and the cyst on the left side of my spine is causing severe spinal chord stenosis. What the hell is up with the left side of my body?
Continue on to driving up our mountain last night in yet another snow storm, having to back up and let some neighbors pass. Getting stuck and blocking us all in. Another neighbor towing my back end, practically sending me soaring off the edge of the mountain. Eventually getting underway, climbing up, hitting ice, loosing control of my truck as it slid backwards down the mountain, yanking the emergency break, slamming it into park, still sliding, eventually, miraculously coming to a stop. Shaking, hyperventilating, blindly making it up, safely home. Getting a message from neighbors that three cars slid down into one another in the exact spot I did. Thankful no one fell to their deaths…………..having to call into work today, even though my bank account continues to dance with a negative balance.
There is much I’m grateful for, but holy shit, sometimes I need to verbally vomit the nausea of existence.
It’s good to venti vent!
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Venti vent. LOL.
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Well done –
Always happy to read your vents – you’re awesome Mare
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Now to get my body back to feeling awesome lol! 😉
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