Author Archives: Skye

It’s day eleven and I feel like I’m ready to explode. Not only am I still dealing with withdrawals from smoking but I have a surgery coming up which has been stressing me out (Finally A Date). It’s a little overwhelming. I want a cigarette so badly that I feel a little angry and resentfulContinue reading “Me And My Stupid Addiction (Part VI)”

I finally have a date for my pubovaginal (bladder) sling surgery and put an end to my stress incontinence. I have a mixed incontinence issue which means I have accidents due to a sudden intense urge or if I cough or sneeze. Some women opt to simply live with it but I can’t. Every accidentContinue reading “Finally, A Date…”

Since my last entry on the subject I have continued to smoke as per usual, until a couple of days ago, that is. That’s right I’m making yet another attempt to ditch this awful addiction. This time I’m using the patch along with lozenges and a Juul vape. So far, I haven’t needed bail moneyContinue reading “Me And My Stupid Addiction (Part V)”

I rolled into my hometown a couple of days ago and already I’ve reconnected with an old friend and visited with my youngest daughter and granddaughter, and both went exceedingly well. It’s been almost ten years since my friend and I last spoke, he stopped speaking to me because of my former partner, who wasContinue reading “There Was A Lot At Stake In This Trip”

A few days ago my partner worked from home because he wasn’t feeling 100%. He had a scratchy throat and didn’t feel like eating much. His symptoms worsened slightly; and I developed a headache and a feeling like I was coming down with something. Given that I’m over fifty I had to book a PCRContinue reading “Trip Postponed…”

My granddaughter is hitting the double digits on her birthday this year and I have arranged to be there for the big day. As joyous an occasion as it is, I am approaching the trip with a certain amount of trepidation. I haven’t seen or spoken to my daughter in about a year, since weContinue reading “A Certain Amount Of Trepidation”