Apr 8, 2022
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DUEL
Goretober Day 8 rotting
Emory Is scientist, that wanted ever lasting youth so he may learn everything the world had to offer. But after messing up on his formula he was met with a terrible fate.
His cells stopped regenerating and he began to rot and decay. To stop this he must entertain himself twice a day for the rest of his immortal life till he can find a cure.
There's a certain motivating joy I get whenever I do my injection well, like, "look at me! I did this really tough, emotionally draining process again this week! AND it didn't hurt this time!!!"
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First at home injection 💉
I’m finally getting around to posting it here but I am officially 2 days on T! I can’t explain how great it feels, I think I’m the happiest I’ve ever been! After only 2 days nothing has really changed but it’s still exciting to know it’s actually happening. Since I don’t do YouTube or anything, tumblr will most likely be the place where I’ll document my transition to keep up with everything that’s happening. So far the only thing I know for sure that is testosterone related is that my throat feels really tight and kinda scratchy. I wouldn’t say it’s painful or anything just that I kept trying to loosen my tie at work before I realized it wasn’t even touching me. I’m just so excited to see what’s to come and to have more to update!
Red Is For Raincoats And Roasted Tomatoes 29 July 2017 I didn’t run on Saturday. The lymph glands under my jaw were so swollen and sore, and I was wheezy. But I felt like my body was going rusty so I got out for a 3km walk in the rain with Mitzy, My Girl and the doofus dog she is looking after. Mitzy spent half the time telling him off for rushing her. ☔
The breed might be called ‘Australian shepherd’ but it’s a pretty breed concocted for show in the USA with none of the Aussie working dog smarts. Cute but clueless. For example, he went into the cricket nets and was too daft to get out. 🐶
Unable to conduct a conversation because of all the barking and correcting, we ditched the dogs and had a 2.30pm lunch at Doric Street Café, including two spicy tumeric lattes each. Yummo. ☕
It was time for my double Humira dose too. It’s been only two weeks - so early days - but I haven’t had that magic rush of energy and wellness I experienced when I started Remicade. True, I have been sick with a tenacious cold the whole time. Being a strong immunosuppressant and having a big initial dose would have contributed to the cold not resolving. After my first dose of four injections I was dreadfully fatigued and headachy but wouldn’t know if it was Humira or the virus. 💉
I made an awesome pumpkin & mushroom risotto last night, served on a bed of mesculun salad and topped with roasted tomatoes & sage. This morning Rob got up to make a big breakfast while I languished. 🍳
The mug belongs to an Instagram friend who is newly-diagnosed with ulcerative colitis and rocking positive thoughts and a healthy lifestyle. Even veterans of this disease like me can use a bit of social media support. 🍵