Things are pretty serious and unpredictable.;

• Posted by wendy larsen September 5, 2014 Filed in Society Girl's Personal Blogs 1,389 views
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  I finally got most of my worst physical issues under control.  Then disaster hit.  Sundance is in need of constant supervision.  I was injured and have problems with my neck and brain injury (either or both could be permanent). I cannot physically care for Sundance any more.  I have been in a great deal of pain and needed narcotic pain killers.  I am on them at the moment and still in a moderate degree of pain.  It can be difficult even to prepare food and when I can I can be too nauseated to eat when it is ready, but I can eat now more than I could at first.  I made cheeseburgers this week and it was a major victory.  I am also preparing to move into my own apt.  It is all slow going and there are major issues physical, mental and emotional.  Just coming here tonight and typing has made my head explode.  I miss the GS and hope my injuries will repair and let me spend more time here.  Some of the girls I have met here are giving me moral support...well, not you, Joni, I would never accuse you of morality, gf :-D. [Joni is, despite her protestations of sluthood, one of the sweetest, kindest, most generous people I know to her friends and to total strangers.]   Joni has been one of my two pillars from GS for a long time now.  It's odd how GS is wrapped around my life now, like a morning glory vine.  Tracy and I mett and chatted at my other pillar's home in VA not too long ago and I passed another GS acquaintance, literally, in the night coming back from DC and missing her message until I was way past her home.  I have gone from feeling alone in this world to tripping over T Girls at times.  It makes me feel less alone when I am alone and makes Wendy stronger.

   

  I am sorry I am not around more.  I want to be.  I never know if the next day will be good or if I will be suicidal  from the pain levels that are sometimes intolerable form my recent injury.  The treatments for the injuries cause their own pain and nausea and the meds make me stupid and sleepy.  I, who avoid over the counter pain meds normally,  am taking narcotics just to stay alive and medical marijuana has, quite literally, saved my liife three times this year during attacks of suicidal levels of pain.  in addition to relieving conditions doctors have been unable to successfully treat for decades.  My friends, including ones I met here, are what keeps me from ending the pain permanently.  I love them too much to leave them,...so far.  Without the MJ I would not be here.  Really.

   

  There is some sign that the symptoms are improving, so I have hope.  I am looking foward to having my own place and seeing Sundance daily, though I cry from what has  happened to her and the loss of her  intellectual company and friendship and support for Wendy.

   

  I have NOT "buggered off" on you all, as mum would say.  If I survive this I will be back.

   

  Next time I am on my blog it will be back to my old musings and blitherings.  Be Warned.

   

  Love,

   

  Wendy