A bit of complaining

(Don’t read it if you don’t want to – bad mood warning!)

I just want to sigh… Deeply. And not really speak. But somehow I think it would feel good to complain a bit, and this is a great place for complaining, since the listener can choose to walk out of the conversation without even telling me, unlike if I was speaking to you in person. So here we go:

I am just so endlessly tired of being sick… Is it really too much to ask to be able to wake up, and press the buttons on my alarm clock without having to collect all my strength and all the pain my fingers can take? Is it really too much to ask to be able to run an agility course with my dog without tasting blod in my mouth? Is it really impossible to just live a normal, active life, sleep those normal eight hours and feel good? I wish it wasn’t. But it obviously is.

One tiny piece of advice: don’t ever catch an illness that the doctors can’t figure out. It’s a bit like what I imagine hell must be like…

And another piece of advice: get yourself a Norwegian Lundehund. They make any pain go away in the blink of an eye. If you ever need that kind of comfort, just ask. Storm will help.

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