I made the mistake of doing a few math calculations. Then I had such eye and neck pain that I thought I had meningitis. I've been afraid of meningitis since I was in middle school and a girl from the same school died of it. Since I was young, I've had three illnesses that I've been particularly afraid of: in addition to meningitis, a blood clot and myocarditis (because Saku Koivu had one when he was young).
More lumps have also appeared, for example under one eye. There are additional problems with my eyes due to their rosacea. Of course, they are also so dry that I should use eye drops, but I can't afford it. My body dares to demand anything that costs money. As I've said, my body has particularly expensive needs.
Last week I spent one night on the couch when I got upset about my spouse snoring. My hip didn't really like the couch. It's sometimes hard to sleep, just because my eyes feel so dry.
I put off trying to get an appointment to student health services for two weeks, but it's not that simple. You can't get in line for the chat if it's supposedly too crowded, meaning the line is over 30 minutes. Yes, you should still get in queue, to wait.
I did an inventory, and even if I'm careful, I have over 20 short stories in the works. At least one of them is actually intended to be a novel. And then there are the three novels in the works, and the two sequels to my first novel that I'm dreaming of. And one novel idea that I haven't even started writing. So there would be enough to write if life lasted at least a few more centuries. I'm a bit jealous of those who spend their entire lives churning out novels off an assembly line. I've had decades of time, but I've never gotten anything done.
