I felt like singing yesterday. Something I used to very much enjoy. Turns out that currently it just makes me chest hurt so VERY much. Like something in my lung was ripping, though I realise it is almost certainly just pulling.
After days of not leaving the house I had an OT appointment that I didn't really want this morning. Wellsouth and my GP's office are upping their attempts at 'preventative medicine'. As usual such a thing stated off as skinny young girls fat shaming me and then losing all the wind from their sails when I explain that the chronic health problems nothing to do with weight are the actual problem and the weight came after they did. It was all just awkward.
After that my dad took me for some groceries before I pottered around at home for a while. Then dinner out with Dad and Ev, at Shitlord's work but he wasn't there so far as I know, and a movie, The New Mutants. I enjoyed the movie a lot, but it is objectively bad with so many inconsistencies and plot holes.
I have the flat inspection that was cancelled the other week because of Level 2 alert on tomorrow instead, even though it is still COVID Level 2.
This time my lack of making any effort in intentional.
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