I.... I Really Should Not Be Surprised. Because..

I.... I really should not be surprised. Because..

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But in searching for wholesome/fun fanart/content in general from that game Palia, I was thrown into an entire section I didn't realize existed. (But should've tbh)

Some of the character stuff......y'all are unhinged and thirsty 🤣🤣🤣🤣

(Entirely not judging. Just amused and stupidly surprised to come across it.)

I will say I laughed out loud with a particular tshirt Reth was drawn in. Iykyk. I may have reblogged it I already can't remember.

So far most everyone is hot for Reth but there have been some Hassian and Jel content in the mix too.

Fascinates me so much, to my (usual) dismay.

(Me, an audhd ace who is equally fascinated and put off by just about everything human in existence.)

Not a negative post! Sorry if it is taken that way. I'm also in a great deal of pain right now so if my wording is fucked... that's just... my brain right now.

Much love 💙

My innocent Palia eyes/noggin noodles have been tainted. 🤣🤣💀💀

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.

🤞🏻⭐🤞🏻⭐🤞🏻⭐🤞🏻⭐🤞🏻⭐🤞🏻

We were supposed to get the replacement part for the AC "by Friday for sure"

...

My guy, Friday came and went and you've let us down a 3rd time.

My husband has had enough. Wonder how Monday is going to go 🫠

Thankfully the weather has been gracious and cool so we have been comfortable. *knocks on wood*

So medication from the ER was sent to my pharmacy, unknowingly right before they closed... for the weekend.

So I managed to find ONE pharmacy open today. Called the ER back. They changed where they sent the scripts. All good. Until.

Husband became too sick to drive up to grab them. I called my grandmother (who I REALLY did not want to bother) to ask if she had free time/energy today for such a task.

She did, bless her, and told me she would throw herself together once we hung up and she'd go get it. While I was on that call, I had missed a call from my mother. So I called her back.

She was out and about, and happened to be right up the street from said pharmacy. So SHE said she could grab it. So we got off the phone and I called my grandma back, to let her know hey this worked out!! All was well.

Mom drove through, got my meds, and was going to head my way. Then her car started making sudden, loud, concerning noises. She called her husband (who's a mechanic) and he instructed her to go straight home.

She called me to let me know. I told her about the brief plan for grandma to do it so I'd ask if she was STILL willing/able. Called her. We just. Laughed. Cuz what else could we do about this ridiculousness.

Grandma picked up my meds from mom, and is now on her way to us.

*exasperated sigh*

We cannot catch a break apparently!!!

(Btw thermostat still hasn't been replaced partly due to all this sickness and partly because I guess we can't actually do it afterall?? Has to be the tech?? Idk. Idc at this point. Just want the house, and our bodies, to be working again T_T )

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. 🤞🏻