For the past two days, my left eye has been twitching.
And, starting about a year ago, but with an exponential increase in severity over the last few months, my left toe and the top of my left foot has been hurting/aching/throbbing, to the point where walking is becoming a tad problematic. I did see my regular general practitioner/family practice doctor about it, and she warned that if anti-inflammatories didn't work, I might very well have arthritis. Anti-inflammatories don't work.
Twitching. Arthritis. Geez. Add 'em to the list: chronic insomnia, daily headaches, vulvadynia, anxiety disorder. And a tendency toward Bad Hair.
So, as I look ahead to my 50s, I'm seeing me: an arthritic, twitching, crazy-haired, exhausted old lady looking anxiously over her shoulder, one hand clutching her burning vulva, the other massaging her forehead, while she limps slowly in a fruitless hunt for a cool, dark place of absolute quiet.
Wine. I need more wine.
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