I lost my grandmother yesterday.
Just now, Mom and I talked about, of all things, ice cream. When my brothers and I were kids, Grandma always made sure to stock up on Klondike Bars and Flintstones Push-Ups. We never had those at home, so they became a "Grandma's house" thing.
She got me to...
Thank you, everyone.
I wasn't able to concentrate on my schoolwork, so I spent the entire afternoon just watching Amazon Prime videos. Better than sleeping, I guess.
I'm spending the night at my mom's. I just don't want to be alone right now.
Mom and I once left a gallon of milk in the car. It had rolled under the seat. Two weeks and one AWFUL smell later, we finally found it. We were at a shopping center, so I had to throw the jug in a trash can right outside a store. I wonder if business was affected that day . . .
Oh, I don't have the skin issue.
I think I have mixed connective tissue disease. I certainly seem to have most of the symptoms. What really got my attention was the difficult, painful swallowing-something I've had since childhood.
My chest pain might be intercostal inflammation. I've begun to suspect that I have an autoimmune disease, and this inflammation may be part of that. There seems to be something about my connective tissues that my body doesn't like.