I’m still in shock. Still, even more so, processing what happened on 11/5/2024.

I have ideas about what I want to write, but they are all split up and spread in every direction.

I will remain disgusted possibly till the end of my days.

Thinking seriously about moving from FloriDUH, but seriously cannot afford it, and I have so many personal battles I’m waging right now. Right here. And, I’ve grown to hate Orlando.

My health care is in disorder thanks to the allergic reaction to the surgery bandages I had to wear for nine days after my knee surgery in May. I had to move many doctors appointments because the burning sensation made it difficult to do almost anything. It set my physical therapy back by three weeks.

I’m well overdue for my trans-vaginal ultrasound and followup with my OBGYN oncologist. I had a vulvarectomy in September 2021 to remove pre-cancerous cells. There’s a decent chance they could return, so I have follow ups with Dr. Seward every six months. I haven’t seen her since January.

Got screwed out of $910 by the HR company my employer uses. My finances are in the very early stages of being rebuilt. They are tightly linked to my roommate’s finances as she hasn’t worked since about April. She’s had her own health battles, and she lost her job because of them.

Too many ducks I have to get in a row to even begin thinking about making a 3,000+ mile move. I really hate my state, but my dearest friends live here. I also have a couple of dear friends in Oregon.

For now, I’m trying to mostly stay away from the news and concentrate on fixing my life.

I hope you all are coping ok.