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7 years ago
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Pretty sure my knuckles exploded. Or something.
It got really could a month or two ago, and I had to walk in that several times.
My hands were freezing. Barely out of work and in less than 5 minutes I can't feel anything but a bit of cold pain.
After a week of this, I noticed my hands wouldn't stop looking so cracked, and I started suddenly bleeding in some places.
It was... is still hard to bend a couple of my fingers. This happened a month or two ago, but whatever it was, the effects lasted.
Doesn't help that I keep going through clothes really fast, and I'm not sure why. Half of my shirts have a tear under the arm, and all but a couple of my pants are torn in the crotch region.
*sigh*
I don't know what's going on.
I feel weird. Kinda a little bit of everything. I think?
I don't know.
...Maybe I'm nearing the end of my lifespan. My chest has been rather heavy for a few months now.
That was the main reason I started eating asparagus.
I was quite literally just going to say I just want to go to bed and sleep everything away... then I saw my bed has been peed on for a 4th time today. Just a minute ago.
I'm going to have to wash everything all over again. I've been doing that for a long while now. I'm not even finished washing everything from this morning, and I have to wash everything again.
Folks, I'm sorry for all the journals. All... whatever number I'm on now. I'll be done with them all soon enough, then you won't have me bothering you all anymore.
It got really could a month or two ago, and I had to walk in that several times.
My hands were freezing. Barely out of work and in less than 5 minutes I can't feel anything but a bit of cold pain.
After a week of this, I noticed my hands wouldn't stop looking so cracked, and I started suddenly bleeding in some places.
It was... is still hard to bend a couple of my fingers. This happened a month or two ago, but whatever it was, the effects lasted.
Doesn't help that I keep going through clothes really fast, and I'm not sure why. Half of my shirts have a tear under the arm, and all but a couple of my pants are torn in the crotch region.
*sigh*
I don't know what's going on.
I feel weird. Kinda a little bit of everything. I think?
I don't know.
...Maybe I'm nearing the end of my lifespan. My chest has been rather heavy for a few months now.
That was the main reason I started eating asparagus.
I was quite literally just going to say I just want to go to bed and sleep everything away... then I saw my bed has been peed on for a 4th time today. Just a minute ago.
I'm going to have to wash everything all over again. I've been doing that for a long while now. I'm not even finished washing everything from this morning, and I have to wash everything again.
Folks, I'm sorry for all the journals. All... whatever number I'm on now. I'll be done with them all soon enough, then you won't have me bothering you all anymore.
It'll pass, and everything will be better in no time *hugs*
please don't take that depressing, but i've noticed this myself.
haven't had any crotch failures, thank gods,
but i never used to have underarm failures until a couple of years ago,
though i do have some shirts that i used to wear all the time that have become obviously way to small to even try getting into.
on the plus side, i need to poke another notch tighter into my belt, so either i'm shedding some mass,
or i didn't know belts could stretch that much.
Heh heh, maybe I should [d]evolve into latex or spandex pants.
...Pretty sure half of anyone who sees me will run screaming in terror and cringe though, lol.... *sad face*
I don't like the word cringe. Bleh.
I was thinking that the underarm failures were probably due to my job. I do / did a lot of repetitive motions that kinda hurt my shoulder area for a few months.
I noticed that a few of my work shirts kept tearing around that area. But then it started happening to a lot of my shirts even when I wasn't at work.
I do need to shed some of this weight though. I'm trying, though I'm really gonna try to kick it up a notch next week.