I Want To Get Back Into Writing Again.

I want to get back into writing again.

My laptop got lost when when we moved about 4 years ago. We simply just, never found it.

I'm facing the concept of just getting a new one but I'm really overwhelmed by all the choices and conflicting reviews of the current market.

Does anyone here have any advice or suggestions on what laptop is best for primarily writing?

The only criteria really is I do well with the solid, larger laptops vs those small/travel/take apart ones. I have to be able to use my trackball mouse as well.

I've missed writing for years. So many books unfinished. I just... I cannot let them collect any more dust. Not to mention bursting with new material waiting to be written. I miss the creative outlet I once did every day if not every week. It's time. I just need to find the right equipment.

Husband and I have been afflicted by... something??? Awful.

Both of us are in horrendous stomach/abdominal pain. We're probably going to emergency here soon.

I'd rather be having contractions during labor vs what is hitting me now.

We both took the last two hydros from my old postpartum meds. For him it did nothing and for me it only took the edge off barely for maybe an hour before coming right back and knocking me out it got so bad.

Husband is someone who sorta goes by something similar to the farmer pain scale. If he's hurting, it's severe. Last time he was actually incapacitated, it was his first ever severe case of shingles.

He went to the hospital, and was on pain medication for a month or more. Which, if you knew him, you'd go "oh shit", cuz this man simply, powers through everything else below the severe category.

My only concern whenever needing the er for pain relief is their hoops to jump through. I'm autistic-adhd and do not display my pain like they expect.

My 6-10 and upwards on the pain scale is me internalizing it, shutting down, going non-verbal. I appear calm and collected which always makes them doubt the sincerity/severity of the pain level.

Hopefully with my husband and I both going in, he's verbal, we can get some relief. (Vent - Which is really irritating with doctors because last time I went nonverbal, I was still able to write it all down and the doctor refused to even look at the paper. So we fucking sat in silence until I choked out like 3 words and she based her entire limited understanding of my issues based on that. Not. You know. The extremely detailed notecard I brought in as a communication aid.)

I really wish doctors would see someone who's nonverbal from pain, unable to even hold focus/gaze, and general inability to interact as someone who hmmm might need help vs "I'm frustrated and flabbergasted that I can't easily checkmark boxes and send you on your way easy peasy" reaction a lot of doctors give in the city closest to us.

The moment they can't cure you from their pamplet checklist and get that pat on their back for doing a doctoring, they're fed up with you and instead make it your fault for being 'difficult'. (Sorry, vent because I just hate needing to go to the doctor for pain like this.)

The pain is creeping up into my chest now so I'm going to rest. We're waiting on a friend to come over to stay with our littles so we can go.

Wish us luck. 🤞🏻

Today on Why My Toddler Is Mad At Me :

I will not let him dip his toy ladle into my cup of juice so he can have a sip.

I'm sorry sir but I do not have spoons for the aftermath of that, as much as I adore the whimsy of the concept.

Mamma is sick and barely functioning just existing.

Another day, mayhaps.

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I remember

Please tell me you guys remember this

Throwback to all these Jesus comics I drew in 2012…

Today marks the end of day 3 of whatever this illness is. Our best guess is still some sort of food poisoning? Though there has been no exploding, north or south.

A different friend is going to stay here tomorrow so we can head to the ER.

I've taken two different kinds of pain meds (the last of previous health issues which warranted them) and neither have helped. One helped briefly (MAYBE an hour tops) then wore off. The second simply, never kicked in/helped at all.

The pain is slowly getting worse in waves, for me. Husband is rollercoasting between feeling like he is improving only for it to turn around and knock him on his ass again. My poor hubs.....still is working his shift again. Last night and now tonight. Idk how he can focus at all with this. Blessed with brains and endurance, he is.

Thankfully our boys are still unaffected. Which more solidifies that it was something we ate, not something we caught. Since in the last week we havent shared the same meals as our littles.

A tender moment was shared between our eldest and hubs, though. Hubs came upstairs to see the littles before they eventually go to bed. He laid on the couch, his head on our eldest's lap. Our LO patted dad's head with one hand and the other rubbed his back. To comfort him. Clearly seeing something has been off.

After a few minutes hubs sat up and gave a peck on his forehead. To which our LO replied gently "go to bed". Gods I wish I'd gotten that whole moment on camera. It was so sweet. Hubs retired to his den/office and my eldest is still sitting here beside me. Winding down with Little Bear.

Youngest just got put down for bed. Soon eldest will as well.

I'm still sitting here, silently writhing in pain awaiting the approaching bedtime. (When I groaned during a spike of pain earlier, eldest immediately tuned in, concerned, asking what was wrong. Such a sweet kid. Love him, love them, so much. 🥲😭💙)

So here's to hoping tomorrow is a better day.

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