Last week my mom was in the hospital for her heart. She seems to have a medical crisis every year, but this one was by far the scariest. Well, that's not true. In the moment they are ALL terrifying. But this one was the closest to death I think she has come. I was sure she was going to die. I'm not ready for that yet. Not ready to lose her from my life forever. But will I ever be? I'm sure no.
This year has been crap for me medically as well.
Eye infection in January. Starting the year off with a BANG.
Bad pink eye in February. Yes, it spread to the other eye.
Urinary Tract Infection (UTI) in March. The fun just keeps coming.
Hives that pop up after compression, touching grass, hay or my dog's claws.
My fingernail strangely lifting up off my nail bed (2 of them.)
In April I had another round of pink eye. But I didn't take any pictures this time. This will have to do...
Now it's May and I woke up with thrush yesterday. Fuck my life.This is a great reminder for me.
I feel like I don't even have enough to do art, When I'm not doing all this I'm trying to keep up with my precious pups, the house or with the people I love. Of course I also spend a huge check of my daily time unconscious.







