i’ve been dealing with diverticulitis, which means, largely, a liquid diet, and having to shit all the time, sometimes suddenly, and (occasionally) explosively, which is VERY INCONVENIENT… particularly if it is in the morning, before a performance for which the venue isn’t open yet… 🤬😖😒😠🤬 which resulted in my having to sit in my own shit the entire day, through two performances, and pretend that everything is fine. 😵 i have had to get one of my suits professionally cleaned… 😒

i hope i never have to do that again. i would literally rather DIE than have to experience that again. one of the things that my counselor has pointed out to me, is that i have “unresolved grief” because i DIDN’T DIE when i had my brain injury… something i am still trying to wrap my head around… 😖😵

ON TOP OF THAT clarice died (she was a defective bird right from the start, so it wasn’t too surprising), but moe’s boss was so devastated by it that moe, somehow, came up with TWO parakeets (they’re actually budgerigars), which are, tentatively, named Tommy and Tony (after Tommy Chong, and Richard Anthony “Cheech” Marín), but, at the moment, are as yet unnamed. ON TOP OF THAT we’ve been experiencing an “atmospheric river”, which has resulted in widespread flooding that has included our back yard!!

ON TOP OF THAT, the day after thanksgiving, moe’s mom had an “altercation” with another resident of the old-folks home where she lives, which resulted in the other resident attacking her and another old lady. moe’s mom now has a severely bruised face, a black eye, and both arms in casts, which means that she can’t do important things like opening dog-food cans, which means that her dog (normally called “the unicorn”, but recently we have taken to calling her “the miniature tyrant”… her actual name is “Lacey”) has come to live with us, and we are in the beginning steps of filing a lawsuit against the facility, because the staff basically stood by, did ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, and waited for ANOTHER RESIDENT to step in and convince the guy to stop attacking… 😠

i’m not sure, and i don’t know all the details of the “altercation”, but i’m strongly betting that moe’s mom had at least something to do with the start of it. 😒

and ON TOP OF THAT moe has torn her meniscus AGAIN, which increases the likelihood that she will have to have BOTH KNEES REPLACED at some, hopefully, relatively soon point in time. 🤯

is that enough?

i will be REALLY glad when the universe STOPS attacking me. 😠