I’ve been rocking out to The Cure lately because of someone. Maybe I’ll write about that later in another post.
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I can’t help but remember her final words.
Every song has a ending, every book has to close, my story is coming to its finale and I’m here to tell you all just how beautiful it all was.
These are some of the last words from Kirstie Tancock’s final blog. She’s been gone for some time, but I can’t help but think about her and those who went before and after her. I want to see a cure for cystic fibrosis.
I remember this song from my childhood…
I need to get around to watching some of the anime that I’ve been putting off for decades, I think.
An adorable picture of Jason on the couch.

Another backdated post, another day in here.
On this day I was finally able to get in to see my new primary care physician since my old one retired.
She prescribed me enough pain medication to get me over the hump of a consult with the orthopedic surgeon, and either that individual or my pain management clinic (who normally see me for migraine-related pain, though they treat other kinds of pain too) will continue to prescribe me medications as needed. Between codeine and the occasional hydrocodone, I’m able to maneuver around the house in my new boot.