Healthcare, Waiting, Art, Frustration

Got my referral to the neurosurgeon/neurointervention-thing. I have a referral for both doctors, but one of them has a dual specialty, so I’d rather go with him. He’s in Rancho Mirage, which is about an hour away. The other guy is in Riverside (about an hour away in the other direction). I don’t know if it matters which direction I go, but I’d rather hit two birds with one stone.

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Working Through Blech

I haven’t had much to say, and I’m feeling pretty down today. I’m not ever sure if it’s physical or mental, but I did get my first shingles shot yesterday. My arm hurts and I’m tired. Waaa.

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Who Cares? Judgey Christians Do.

Hannah and I just got back from a week-long trip to the Chicago area. We were there for a few reasons: 1. for our niece’s queer wedding (Yay!), 2. to celebrate out 26th anniversary, and 3. to see our good friends who recently moved to Chicago. Sounds jam-packed, but we had a lot of time to relax as well. 

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