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Today was an ok day until I started digging deep into my kitchen cabinets because we're running out of food again. I found a large bag of sunflower seeds. I popped a small handful into my mouth and my stomach started hurting within five minutes. I thought it took food longer than five minutes to get to the stomach. Maybe it's something else that is hurting.
I've had far worse stomach cramps, but I've lost my tolerance for having my whole day ruined by them, so this was one of the rare occasions on which I took some of my meds for the pain. Well, it's been an hour or so and nothing seems to have changed. The meds are expired, but they worked before. I think. I guess I haven't used them much since last September, which was the expiration date.
Maybe there are just some foods I'll never be able to eat again. I've slept three nights in a row now; usually I don't have stomach problems with this much sleep.
This morning, I spent hours searching online for job opportunities or even just job ideas. I came up empty-handed again. I'm going to try to sleep longer by getting more exercise. I'm looking for a job in manual labor, in nature, probably farm work. It should help me lose weight as well. Multiple pedestrians, one SUV. Like a scene from Grand Theft Auto.
Of the many problems I have with available jobs, the ridiculous number of duties associated with a single position seems to be the most pointless. I just want to go out to the field and pick produce all day or seed or weed or something, I don't want to drive large machinery nor maintain engines nor run the farmer's market stand and all that other shite. Why does everyone need to be a jack of all trades at every job? I've complained about this before. Nearly every single job opportunity is ruined by the expectation that employees, in addition to core job duties, interface with other people, whether it's answering phones, working in teams, being a liasion, etc. I can take written directions from a supervisor, that's about it. What happened to all the solitary jobs? I could be a goddamned janitor and I'd still need to give PowerPoint presentations.
If I could get developmental disability services, I might be able to get placed in a job that accommodated my inability to attend to six thousand tasks, handle noise, and listen/talk regularly.
It's raining again. I appreciate the rain, especially now that I have shoes without holes in them; it's warmer after rainfall.
My integrated health provider offered progesterone to help me sleep through the night. She thinks I'm in perimenopause. Like all meds, I don't trust this one and don't want to be on it. What did perimenopausal womyn do before progesterone? Sleep five hours a night until menopause? Until death? There's got to be some drug-free way out of this.
I've thought about just volunteering on a farm until I find a job, just for the exercise. I'm not sure I'd be able to get DOR to foot the bill for the weather-appropriate clothing I'd need, however. I'm not sure whether the nearest farm is within cycling distance. My bike is too big for me and hurts my lower back anyhow. It's a goddamned adolescent's bike and it's still too big. And it's still to cold to be outside most days, even with warm clothing on. I finally got my iron supplements, and the one I'm taking doesn't hurt my stomach. I'm waiting to see if an increase in my iron levels helps me feel any warmer.
I've had far worse stomach cramps, but I've lost my tolerance for having my whole day ruined by them, so this was one of the rare occasions on which I took some of my meds for the pain. Well, it's been an hour or so and nothing seems to have changed. The meds are expired, but they worked before. I think. I guess I haven't used them much since last September, which was the expiration date.
Maybe there are just some foods I'll never be able to eat again. I've slept three nights in a row now; usually I don't have stomach problems with this much sleep.
This morning, I spent hours searching online for job opportunities or even just job ideas. I came up empty-handed again. I'm going to try to sleep longer by getting more exercise. I'm looking for a job in manual labor, in nature, probably farm work. It should help me lose weight as well. Multiple pedestrians, one SUV. Like a scene from Grand Theft Auto.
Of the many problems I have with available jobs, the ridiculous number of duties associated with a single position seems to be the most pointless. I just want to go out to the field and pick produce all day or seed or weed or something, I don't want to drive large machinery nor maintain engines nor run the farmer's market stand and all that other shite. Why does everyone need to be a jack of all trades at every job? I've complained about this before. Nearly every single job opportunity is ruined by the expectation that employees, in addition to core job duties, interface with other people, whether it's answering phones, working in teams, being a liasion, etc. I can take written directions from a supervisor, that's about it. What happened to all the solitary jobs? I could be a goddamned janitor and I'd still need to give PowerPoint presentations.
If I could get developmental disability services, I might be able to get placed in a job that accommodated my inability to attend to six thousand tasks, handle noise, and listen/talk regularly.
It's raining again. I appreciate the rain, especially now that I have shoes without holes in them; it's warmer after rainfall.
My integrated health provider offered progesterone to help me sleep through the night. She thinks I'm in perimenopause. Like all meds, I don't trust this one and don't want to be on it. What did perimenopausal womyn do before progesterone? Sleep five hours a night until menopause? Until death? There's got to be some drug-free way out of this.
I've thought about just volunteering on a farm until I find a job, just for the exercise. I'm not sure I'd be able to get DOR to foot the bill for the weather-appropriate clothing I'd need, however. I'm not sure whether the nearest farm is within cycling distance. My bike is too big for me and hurts my lower back anyhow. It's a goddamned adolescent's bike and it's still too big. And it's still to cold to be outside most days, even with warm clothing on. I finally got my iron supplements, and the one I'm taking doesn't hurt my stomach. I'm waiting to see if an increase in my iron levels helps me feel any warmer.
