I woke up at 5:30 this morning thinking that I wouldn't be able to fall back asleep and then slept in so the day started with trying to catch up and get back on schedule on a busy day.
When I got up, dad was in a tizzy because he couldn't open the door to get the newspaper but I was able to understand his indirect question.
My wedding Anniversary with husband is on Friday, celebrating 16 years but we're unable to leave the house for any length of time, which is kinda a bummer.
Today we went to see Project Hail Mary (very good

) and bought the ride seats which is always fun.
When I got home from the movie I took doggo on an extra long walk as compensation getting stuck inside and fortunately she did get a play with one of her best friends, and then afterwards we went on a meander and she seemed to enjoy it and I was really vibing to music.
Mother killed my good mood as soon as I re-entered the house--bleak vibes only.
Naturopaths are fucking leeches and the world seems full of them, so yet another a friend of a friend of mother's has learned of my condition and sees an opportunity to make money so for the third time, we have to waste both our time for a session I can't afford so that feelings don't get hurt.
This is how it goes:
What's going on with your stomach?
Have you had testing?
Do you know what you're sensitive to?
Have you heard of a LOW FODMAP diet?
Oooh you've chosen to go on a ARFID diet because doctors would not help and you've basically had to figure out what's wrong with your stomach yourself.
The additives, sugars and pesticides in foods have basically wrecked your stomach?
Did you know that you can eat more foods?
This time I can add that I've finally found a real medical doctor who took me seriously enough and put me on Pantoprazole for my acid reflux and I'm finally maintaining my weight simply by adding fiber.
I was able to impressed the last naturopath I was sent to with the infinite amount of bullshit which I had to learn and there was nothing she could do so she gave me some hippy mineral to take on a full moon only.
After ten years of living across the planet my sister has started getting anxiety about her poor fucking decision to move so far away from her elderly patents. It's not enough that I'm the one who is looking after them, I need to have monthly sessions with her, a little catch up on the shit show so that she can ease her anxiety and live her wonderful life taking little vacations all the time, and spa trips and whatever else while I have to wonder how the fuck am I survive another month. It wasn't enough that she was texting me so now she is also annoying my husband who is also managing this mess, putting up with me while also taking a ESL teaching certificate. He just had to write a particularly hard mid term which went to a large portion of his over all grade and I would appreciate if she did not distract him but it's about her.
So that's Tuesday.