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We have to travel back to the U.S. before April, meanwhile the country we are in is doing exit bans for some foreigners, and the U.S. airports are not having a good time right now!! This will either be a very interesting trip or a very normal one. Trying to find a safe plane to book and praying because it's that bad and it's all we can do for now.
 
meanwhile the country we are in is doing exit bans for some foreigners,

If I remember your country right, it was supposedly easier dealing with on the passport of a country you are leaving from, if a dual national, on both sides, and having embassies numbers handy because they had quite a fine time with that mess themselves, too.
 
Trying to find myself in my emotions and thoughts, because that's supposedly the mind. That may very well backfire on me.

The only thing I can control is myself, so I question the above stance, because emotions are pretty much out of my control.

I don't miss dissociation, but I miss dissociation.
 
Arctic air is coming our way, so I am told. UGH! I am not ready for this. We have had such a mild winter here so far. No snow, a lot of rain, a couple wind storms, but nothing major in the below zero zones until soon. I want to go further south! I wonder what the weather in New Orleans is like now... I've always wanted to go there!
 
If I remember your country right, it was supposedly easier dealing with on the passport of a country you are leaving from

Yes, neither dh and I are dual nationals, which is better for us because dual nationals are not recognized here. Praying and preparing. I think we will be fine, it's just stress and worry on top of more stress and worry.
 
To the nurse in the cardiology unit helping my husband, who had already inquired via phone about scents prior to us coming there and was clearly told the policy states they aren't allowed to wear fragrances, thanks a lot for making me sick and uncomfortable as f*ck while trying to comfort my husband with your "just a little bit" of perfume. It's like telling someone who is allergic to nuts that they put "just a little bit" in a recipe. Grrrrrrrrrrrr... And it's supposedly a policy?

To the other nurse in the same unit who I told I couldn't even read about invasive procedures without feeling faint, who then decided to tell the story of her ex-husband injuring himself with a claw hammer at length, with all the gory details....I really appreciate you helping to fan me with your folder as I doused my head with water trying to remain conscious while also trying not to worry my husband. Mindlessness is one of my least favorite traits, especially in the health/sick care arena.

Also, to the folks in the dentist office, thank you, too, for making me sick today as I tried like hell to stay long enough to get through my appt. However, having rapid heartbeats, a nose on fire, a raw throat, a pounding headache, and tasting the shitty synthetic stank you and others call "good hygiene" was a tad bit overwhelming, to say the least. Time to sniff out a new place to go.

I'm grateful beyond words that we are able to have the means to seek these services out, but holy shit it's hard to navigate it for myself as needed, and to be there for others, especially when no one seems to think what I severely suffer from is, or should be, an issue. This canary in the coal mine of life would like to live a while longer, please.
 
To my neighbour who strung up fairy lights all over his garage facing into my yard before I arrived to live here... it's time to take them down matey... the party is over now.. surely??
 
Stupid modern “warm” clothes -designed in air conditioning in the desert- for people with central heating, who never spend more time outside than the time it takes to go from warm house to warm car to warm building, and back again. Snort. Sure. Time elapsed in the cold 6 minutes a day? Yeah. “Warm”. Right. :shifty:
 
Dang! I promised myself I would never post political stuff on FB. (Or anywhere else for that matter). So I went and broke my own rule. Now I am getting barraged with negativity. I really did not want to get into an argument(s). Maybe I should just ignore the comments in response to my original post. I have been posting political stuff for awhile now, but this is the first time it is really starting to get on my nerves. That is probably because I posted something about a subject which is dear to my heart, adoption vs. abortion. Maybe I should just stay away from FB for a bit....
 
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