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Monday, 12 December 2022

Meds life

My tolerance for smells is diminishing.  I find myself becoming fairly exhausted just by being around strong smells.
As I am noticing this is a thing I am remembering it used to be a thing.
I think I have found a thing other than pain management that my meds definitely help with......


Stupid weaning off.  But it needs done, I am on the neurology waiting list and would like to get something useful out of it.



In semi-unrelated, spent much of the day with my family.  Was utterly exhausting.

My sister dropped the giant cake my dad bought me from The Cheesecake Factory in the gutter - but the box held up and the cake inside seemed barely bothered.

After takeaways dinner my sister watched stuff on my plex while frustrating me by picking at the new Jigglypuff soft toy that Simon and Joe got me on their latest overseas jaunt.

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