Some good news, some meh news, and yeah, they gotta scan my bones and steal my blood. Bonus: they gotta see how pancreatic insufficient I am.

I did it again today this time a bit better on wordle

This is a joke, I am pretty responsible, all things considered

I'd call the hospital and try to warn them. How seriously they take you... Couldn't say, but I hope they would

This is the scariest time of my life, of so many people's lives. And those who think this is all supposedly a good thing don't seem to have humanity to appeal to. I'm just preaching to the choir at this point

I'd had to face my mortality very early on. But when I started the life saving meds I'm on for my Cystic Fibrosis, I was given hope that I'd be able to live a longer, healthy-ish life.

Now that's possibly being ripped away from me by people who see me as a financial burden rather than a human.

What can I say? The phone is too full of distractions, what with all the sweet little gay people that are in here.

Everything else will go to the account I pay rent with.

It's really not as much as I was expecting and it's a huge bummer. I really wanted to get a laptop so I could write more. Physically writing is hard on my hand, and having a specific Thing that I can designate writing to would've really helped

Day 10: a dish that did not survive the ride home 😭

Day 9: a cute lil plate I made!

Day 8: a little cup of mine painted with lavender. Not one of my favorites, if I'm being honest

Day 7: a tile I painted!

Happy birthday lovely human!!! Hope you have a fantastic day