So today was a round of tests to see which category of a particular genetic syndrome I fall into - one is an easy bet bc of all the dislocations & bendy-test stuff, but we're trying to rule out a more complex crossover with another version because I have characteristics there too. I had three doctors to do circus tricks for for over an hour (bendy tests = circus tricks)? And got referrals to four more doctors? this feels like madness after 12 years of being told it's nothing/ it's all of these things that it wasn't / it's anxiety! (it's not anxiety, jerks) -- there's a lot more to this, but I am realizing now just how depressed I've been about this whole stupid body thing and for how long. It's going to be a lot of work, and there's no real fix for some of it, but just having people say "we're going to work on this together and we have made you a plan" was ridiculously good to hear and I'm having a hard time believing they said it.

1 cup creamy peanut butter
1 cup sugar
1 teaspoon baking powder
1 egg
extra sugar for rolling the dough balls in

Preheat the oven to 350. Mix the peanut butter and sugar by hand, which is a pain in the ass. Then add the baking powder and the egg, and mix until well combined. Make dough balls (I make mine a bit smaller than a golf ball, but you can make them bigger if you want and they'll bake fine), roll the dough balls in sugar, and then put them on a cookie sheet with parchment paper or a silicone baking mat. Make the criss-cross fork thing on the dough balls, and then bake for 10 minutes.

When they come out of the oven, let the cookies rest on the cookie sheet for 5 minutes before moving them to a cooking rack to cool.

just having people say "we're going to work on this together and we have made you a plan" was ridiculously good to hear and I'm having a hard time believing they said it.

Sometimes what you need the most, what helps the most, is knowing that you're believed and supported. (I guess that applies to more than just health.)

It's going to be a lot of work, and there's no real fix for some of it, but just having people say "we're going to work on this together and we have made you a plan" was ridiculously good to hear and I'm having a hard time believing they said it.

Ooof, I've had two friends told (for years) they were crazy/hysterical/all-in-their-head despite manifesting physical symptoms for major chronic illness. And yes, the medical gaslighting is incredibly damaging. Gee, were they both women? You know how hysterical women get.

ION, I'm watching the first GBBO, and Paul Hollywood has gotten very silver in 8 years.

(I yo-ho'ed the first couple of seasons off You Tube before the BBC caught up with them)

Neighbor is listening to music with very heavy bass and it is making my head hurt. He has until 11, and then I go over and knock. If i can refrain from shredding at 11pm, he can turn down the damned music.

I am sorry that it has taken that long for you to even begin to get answers, hippocampus.

argh, hippo, my sympathies.

I am buzzed, on a Tuesday night, because I got invited as my sister's plus-1 to a party that her (locally-owned) bank throws every year at the holidays. For the local Bay Area folks: they take over the Palace Hotel in downtown SF, and there are 6 rooms, all with different themes, and different food and drink stations, and it's utterly ridiculous. We ended up at a fucking SINGLE MALT SCOTCH STATION. Seriously, who does this? My sister saw former mayor Willie Brown.

So I nommed on paella and dim sum, and drank some great scotch, and marvelled at how the rich people were totally vultures for the Sees candies, which frankly are not all that fantastic. WEIRD.

Anyway I am now crashing. I hope all the Buffistas have a lovely sleep.

Sometimes what you need the most, what helps the most, is knowing that you're believed and supported. (I guess that applies to more than just health.)

So much this.

Hec, yeah - The gaslight has been set on stun for a long time.

WS & C thank you

I'm glad you're finally getting some proper attention, hippocampus.