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100 Happy Days & Gratitude: Days 9 & 10

I’m taking part in the 100 Happy Days Challenge as well as a 100 Days of Gratitude Challenge. I decided to combine them both!

100 Happy Days Challenge

This is my photo of the day for the 100 Happy Days challenge. You can find my photos on Instagram via following or the hashtag 100happydaysbsparx. Read my whys for doing the challenge.

Seeing my Basil having a new lease on life is always a happy moment. It was looking a bit sad there for awhile... I don't even like basil. The things you do for bunnies.

Day Nine: Seeing my Basil having a new lease on life is always a happy moment. It was looking a bit sad there for awhile… I don’t even like basil. The things you do for bunnies.

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So Much Can Happen in Six Months

Hasn’t it been ages! About six months, which is roughly when my life started to go apeshit. I had planned to update in the beginning, but kept putting it off. There was so much to deal with and I was emotionally exhausted. I did post two short updates on Bookish Ardour (here and here) to explain lack of posting.

For the most part things have settled down now. I’m in a happier place and willing to talk about it all. Here’s my condensed version, and I mean condensed, of the last six months!

First Things First – Lets Get Through the Bad Juju

Early December

  • Pulmonary Embolism – Went to hospital feeling like I was dying. Had blood tests. Lo and behold, one came back positive. After a VQ Scan, I was diagnosed with Pulmonary Embolism (clot in the lung). I had three clots. No wonder I felt like shit!
  • Deficiencies – I had low potassium and low iron resulting in a potassium drip. My favourite kind! They burn like a mofo. People; avoid potassium deficiencies and overdosing. Potassium is fun like that.
  • Psychological Issues – Had to explain repetitively about my choking phobia, odd diet, mental health, then was referred to a dietitian (who, I gotta say, should not be speaking to diabetics) and a speech pathologist.

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