My life is work

They say work ain’t easy because if it was, it’d be called a hobby instead.

My health has literally became a job in itself. This past week I had either a doctor appointment or therapy, every single day.

I’m still worn out and I’m still awake tonight because I was having issues breathing. Which is when I remembered I failed to take my medicine today. I hardly ever forget but when my routine gets interrupted (like earlier today), it’s an unfortunate mistake.

So now I’m several bathroom trips in after taking my diuretic at 4am. However, no complaints here. Breathing is getting better and additional alarms are set for tomorrow so I don’t forget.

The work never ends.


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