I can’t believe I’m doing this twice within one week, but desperate times call for desperate measures. I feel terrible. Like, really awful. At first I thought I had come down with some sort of virus after attending a party last weekend but now I’m not so sure this isn’t part of my Crohn’s disease’s master plan to torture me. I’m finding it hard to eat and I have so little energy all I want to do is either nap or sit on the couch and stare at the wall. I’m really dizzy and I’ve been losing weight, which, let’s face it, I could stand to do so I’m not sure why I’m complaining. Anthony keeps plying me with candy bars so I know he’s worried.
I’m going in to get some blood work done today so hopefully it will tell me if we need to change my treatment or if I just need to wait this out. I’m not worried, just irritated because I have things to do. Including some posts involving an interview with Goodwill’s management, lots of glitter, thrifted outfits, picnic food suitable for type II diabeetus, and some recent adventures. In the meantime, please enjoy these awesome photos from this year’s county fair. We went with friends and family and I made sure everyone put in time at the wizard cutout. My dad’s expression is probably my favorite.