Emmett Atwater thought Babel’s game sounded easy. Get points. Get paid. Go home. But it didn’t take long for him to learn that Babel’s competition was full of broken promises, none darker or more damaging than the last one. Now Emmett and the rest of the Genesis survivors must rally and forge their own path through a new world. Their mission from Babel is simple: extract nyxia, the most valuable material in the universe, and play nice with the indigenous Adamite population.
My friends are always shocked when I tell them I'm still in the waiting room, or just leaving the office at 9:45 P.M. when my appointment was scheduled for 4 o'clock. Half of my life has been spent in waiting rooms. Hell, I'll be in a waiting room on my birthday for a dermatology consult. This is just life with chronic illness.
As we approach the one-year anniversary of the day I had my first iron infusion, it seems fitting to announce that my final iron infusion was last month! Well, I shouldn't say final. I'm sure I'll need them again eventually because my body is always finding new and clever ways to screw me. However, until/unless my levels drop again, I've got one less thing on my chronic illness plate.
Overall, I'm glad I gave Northera a shot. I had heard mixed reviews from friends in the chronic illness community who had taken it/are taking it. Some did really well, and others, like me, felt worse. I'm choosing to view this experience as one step closer to rejoining the outside world. The idea of actually being able to do that one day is both motivating and terrifying, but that's a blog post for another time...
A new season means a new Spotify playlist! Here are the songs I listened to throughout spring.
For the past few months, I've been feeling...off, and I think it shows in my blog posts. I'm not writing as much as I used to, both with my blog and fiction. Don't get me wrong, I want to write. I've had ideas, and even if I didn't have any ideas, I have lists overflowing with them for exactly that kind of situation. However, as soon as I grab a pen, or open a fresh Google Doc, my inspiration is gone and I'm forced to set my tools aside once again.
Things that have happened since I last checked in with you all...
My blog has been a bit quiet these last few months, hasn't it? I'm usually updating you on my latest doctor appointment or sharing a story about something I did that week... To be honest, there's not much going on here.
There is only one rule: Never leave the settlement. Nobody remembers when human civilization fell to the living computer known as the Interspace. Trapped within its massive expanse, what remains of humanity struggles to survive. There are no maps to the outer grids, and drones patrol the network. Escape is impossible.
My dad had the day off from work, so he drove my mom and I to my POTS doctor's office down south. This would be my dad's first time meeting him and experiencing the chaos that usually occurs during his appointments. Let me tell ya, he did not disappoint.