Dont You Judge Me My Skin Scalding Off Is Punishment Enough

Since Winter/Death/Hell has made a depressing reemergence I have made a rather late foray into seasonal affective disorder. I mean cmon how long can winter possibly last I had already put away most of my winter crap hauled out a bunch of those stupid bags that dont really worked that are meant to collapse all of your clothes into a minsucle space the size of shirt pocket by hooking them up to the vaccuum but all that really happens it that it pisses me off and it pisses the dog off and I managed to get one of the bags stuck in the vacuum and I think I may have burnt up the vacuum. Anyways after that incredibly prodcutive day I got to open two of those wonderous achivements of human engineering because after several days of 60+degree weather its back into the frickin teens yes teens. I don't want to repackage all my winter crap again. But this caused a major depression and a major longing for summer and I decided to tan. Yeah I know save me the lecture about skin cancer aging blah blah blah. I have survived repeated pneumonias, rheumatic fever, and an infection after surgery on my spinal cord I have also eaten something I dropped on the floor in the breakroom in the ER and the place where I work now has a patient that has an infection that only 17 people in the whole US have. If I want to tan a couple times I think its ok. Except I'm a dumbass and I fell asleep in a high pressure bed. I woke up and my whole body felt HOTT. I had to go to work yesterday glowing red. A guy I work with told I look like a glowing apple. Nice. So much for ending my seasonal affective disorder. Next time I'll just cut my own my bangs.

Under Pressure

Yeah so this summer was supposed to be my relaxation time but I should've known better than to plan 2 months of uninterrupted blissful unproductivity. ( I don't think thats a word ??) Anyways this summer has been an all-out marathon of stressful emotionally, physically, mentally draining activity. I started my "vacation" by having to take care of my mother who fell and broke her leg. She is stubborn and listens to no one and when we are together to long we tend to bicker especially when she is completely bedfast and I'm trying to tell her what to do or what not to do. Then my father in law who had end-stage alzheimer's disease but no history of heart problems had heart attack and went into heart failure 8 hours away from home. So we threw all of our crap into a suitcase and drove there. We then drove home 2 days later and spent two weeks trying to take care of my father in law and my mother in law and watching my father in law die. I then some how managed to take and pass my boards a week later. Then managed to pack everything to go on vacation a day after my boards. We are living back in our own house and still trying to find a new normal. Its been a crazy blurry summer. I hope fall is kinder and gentler. Now I have to actually go to work. I hope I can handle this!! eek!!

"Stress is nothing more than a socially acceptable form of mental illness. ~Richard Carlson"