My two new best friends.

I told the doc I think I have been experiencing exercise I induced asthma. I did some research and my symptoms could not be more exact. He claimed I am a bit old to have exercise induced asthma and suggested I have allergies since my tonsils and glands are very swollen but not sore. Ok. Whatever. Tell me I am old again please. That is pretty much all I heard except I am writing prescriptions.

I was somehow hoping my beloved Ambien that was stripped away from me was the miracle cure for allergies. Damn it all to hell I say! I received a nasal spray (I do not like anything going into my nose-hence, my lack of interest in cocaine) and an inhaler. Joy.

Maybe my running and swimming pace will pick up a bit if I can actually get air into my lungs. It’s the little things folks. Ya know, breathing.

Plz explain

Feet Up Friday-Busch Gardens turtle edition- Weeeeeee!

My new doctor (had to get one in FL) decided Ambien is not good for me. He gave me the same biz the media went nuts over a couple of months ago…deaths associated with Ambien. I asked him if the deaths were due to the actions people took while on the drug or from the side effects of the drug. He looked at me with a blank stare. I continued and asked if people were not going to bed when they took it and doing stupid [shit] when they opted out of sleeping. He replied, ‘I think it is generally a bad drug.’

A bad drug? A bad drug? Do you want to know what is bad? Not fucking sleeping for the 2-3 hours a night that Ambien actually allows me to sleep! Being hell on wheels due to sleep deprivation. Looking like I have two black eyes from sleep deprivation. Those things are bad! Ugh.

The bottom line is, I will probably spend many more hours with you all now. Not that spending time with you all isn’t a good thing, but my body needs sleep more than Tumblr.

I’ll be laying awake staring at the dark wondering where I can find the nearest Ambien dealer if anyone needs me.

Finally, the box of Florida goodies is on its way to @antiliasback in China. Ironically, many of the items in the box were made in China.

Anyone who can help me with this (l am at the post office) I will be forever grateful!

#antiliasback

Dragging. And drinking coffee.

Sunday morning drawing by my 6yro neph. The kid has a future. In something :s

You wanna piece o’ me?

I am going for the espresso look. It is the only option to get thru the sludge I feel today. Damn theme park kicked my arse. I would be less tired if I participated in a race yesterday. Go figure.

GPOYW-8.5 hours in 90 degree sun at Busch Gardens in Tampa and I am faking a smile and I stink and I’ll never do this again edition.

Today’s workout partner???