Welcome To Rimworld: Endgame · 12:22am April 5th
Previous Rimworld blogs: Welcome To (A) Rimworld, Friends & Foes, Pawns Are King, Archotechnology
I did say I wanted to resume these.
Previous Rimworld blogs: Welcome To (A) Rimworld, Friends & Foes, Pawns Are King, Archotechnology
I did say I wanted to resume these.
You know what a "fun" part of being the family member that's relied on is? I'm the one who gets the wakeup call at 2am when someone needs to go to the Emergency Room.
Prefacing first: She's okay. However, the whole thing told me I had enough for another update ahead of the fourth-week mark, at least on my relative's side of the equation.
Okay, this'll be a quick one. We all know what day this is and I'm not really one for elaborate joke announcements or anything of the sort.
Note: The Ko-Fi has now been flipped over to "April Expenses." Thanks to generous folks right at the end of the month, I not only got past last month's danger zone, but this month is starting 42% filled. Woo! Thank you all.
Note: The "March Expenses" Ko-Fi goal is currently at 60%. I need to hit 70% to be out of the danger zone for this month, which would be an additional 35 CAD (24.50 USD)... and I'm kind of running out of month.
Rather than the ongoing medical updates, this is more of a "where am I now pones-wise" update. Starting with the stories themselves...
Note: The "March Expenses" Ko-Fi goal is currently at 45%. I need to hit 70% to be out of the danger zone for this month, which would be an additional 85 CAD (60 USD).
So, what's something a person really doesn't want to have happen while they're dealing with the stress of battling cancer? If you guessed "have their water heater give up the ghost," you win.
So... three things.
So, yesterday I had the appointment with my regular doctor.
Bad Thing: It turns out the specialist I was talking to did not, in fact, forward anything to him yet despite having had two weeks to do so. I am annoyed, to say the least, since she came off as more professional than that in our conversation.
I do, in fact, have good news.
Turns out talking to the specialist until my voice went hoarse convinced her pretty definitively that I have exactly what I believed I did, and I walked out of that appointment with a two-in-one diagnosis for two comorbid conditions that have been feeding on both each other and other things going on in my head. She's forwarded a ton of things to my regular doctor, as well as recommending some things I can pursue on my own.
So.
Yesterday, I unplugged from the Internet at dinnertime, and ended up going to bed early. Yesterday's blog post had taken a lot out of me, and... well... survival mode. I've been committed to at least attempting eating and sleeping.
I wasn't expecting anything to have changed when I woke up. A few extra messages, maybe a comment on the blog...
I was not expecting a signal boost.
I sure was not expecting to see my Ko-Fi at 156%.
I'd been hoping to make a blog post when I had good news. I suppose that's the easiest way to go completely silent, to be waiting for something good to happen. Long enough that people have been getting worried and trying to check on me.
So I guess... this is happening, even if so much of it is going to boil down to "I don't know."
Am I okay? I don't know.
I guess by many metrics, the answer is no. I haven't been okay in a long time. Maybe ever.