everything all at once

alá Carrie Bradshaw, I even wondered, should I tell my mom? Don't worry, I did

I’m one of those women that can’t help but be overly involved. I recently compared myself to butterscotch, I like to say that once we’re friends, chances are you may find me a bit like the confectionary treat, sweet, but maybe at times, sticky. So, if you’ve been wondering why I took a step back from writing, being overly affectionate towards tulle items on secondhand sites, and otherwise just being myself, I’ll spare you the long-winded answer and just tell you- I was ill. and yes, alá Carrie Bradshaw, I even wondered, should I tell my mom? The answer is pretty simple, a constant resounding yes. No worries, I did tell my mom pretty much right away.

CAT scans, bloodwork, and more testing than I’d like to be billed for left me feeling a way I hadn’t in a long long time. Truly fearful. After being told by three doctors my stomach pains were anxiety related (it’s time to start believing women the first time) it turned out that my stomach was eroding and on the verge of developing a lot of ulcers and did need immediate intervention after one very good doctor took me seriously. It felt weird and foreign to be so unsure of myself. It felt silly to get dressed in my little costume changes and don my favorite jewelry. I didn’t feel right going on with the usual- but I still did even if I did it badly.

For my friends with any kinda medical history, IYKYK. All this to say, I’m doing so much better. I’m thankful for the ability to eat and occasionally even drink a glass of sauv blanc.

Just like in my youth, fashion has always been a constant relief. I’m not sure how else to describe it but if you’ve ever worn and Elderstatesman piece of cashmere, I’m sure you can get a glimpse. The things I wore again and again are what I would call a constant comfort, more on that later.

After what felt like too much time away, I’m happy to report that I’m back to what I love, and start focusing my attention on things other than stomach medicines…but if you had to ask me who I feel about probiotics, I will tell you that maybeeee it’s not all crap, but we can talk about that another time.