This week has been a little all over the place — like a soup with too many ingredients, but somehow still edible.
First, let’s talk iron. I’m anemic, so I’ve been trying to stay consistent with supplements and healthier meals. “Trying” being the key word. Some days I feel too awful to eat anything, and other days, I find myself having ice cream for dinner. But there have been bright spots: a few sit-down family dinners with soup, salad, rice, veggies, and a bit of protein. Those meals felt grounding — calm little pockets of connection in the middle of everything.
On a more playful note, I started playing Pikmin Bloom and walking every day. I’m not going to lie — getting to 5,000 steps is a real challenge. But it’s been a fun motivator, even if my flower trail is more like a wilted daisy chain at the moment. The tiny Pikmin cheering me on helps more than I expected.
Now, the big thing. The tumor. It’s grown, and it’s not being polite about it. I’m feeling a range of not-so-fun symptoms, especially with it pressing on my Vagal nerve — cue the constant flight-or-fight response. It’s like my body’s stuck in a rollercoaster it didn’t sign up for. Monday is the biopsy, and while they say it’s probably not cancer, just a big, drama-loving tumor with its own blood supply, it’s still scary. I’ll be relieved to know for sure.
And then there’s the cat. Laila’s old long-haired black cat has decided my house is the neighborhood diner. It snuck in through the cat door two nights in a row. Night one: caught by Poutou, who was not amused. Night two: I locked the door… or so I thought. Turns out the cats could come in, just not go out. The intruder was stuck inside, and every food bowl was licked clean. I think this cat is planning a long-term stay. A rehoming may be in its future — hopefully somewhere without a buffet.
That’s where I’m at. A mix of weird symptoms, cute video game distractions, rogue cats, and occasional lovely dinners with the people I love. It’s messy. But I’m still here, still walking (slowly), still blooming — sort of.
Also, I started this blog in March 2022…and I thought it would be like you know, six months or a year until I gained ground on my goals but during that time so much has happened and I ended up farther away then ever from my goals (or so it feels).
