So. I went back and forth a lot about whether I should post about some depressing life things here. Eventually decided yes just in case, but going to do so in tiny text because I also don't want to worry/disturb people/pity party.
I have been diagnosed with... something that doesn't have a proper single diagnosis, but boils down to "your entire otolaryngital system is wrecked and all your airways are growing narrower over time and sealing themselves off, for mysterious reasons that we don't really understand." I've known about the basic issue for years, but it hadn't had much impact beyond an increased rate of choking on food and drink if I wasn't careful. But in the last two years, it's drastically accelerated, and is now interfering with everyday breathing, sleeping, dental stuff, jaw shape and a whole ton of other things. Survey (of doctors) says "You need to do something about this now, if you enjoy this whole being alive thing."
The first exploratory procedure was today, and went fairly well... sort of. Mainly because they also got back the data from the monitoring hardware I wore over the weekend and it was *so bad* that they decided most of the exploration was unnecessary because it no longer mattered what that would find.
Next steps: "You 100% need an adult tonsilectomy (fun fun fun...) and we'll see what happens after that. Also try not to get stung by bees, expose yourself to any allergens or do risky things like eat and drink."
Of course, I don't have any insurance (thanks, republican congress) or money (I guess that's my fault!) so. We'll. See.
Also I'm supposed to be seeing about getting a new computer and moving and trying to set up streaming but asfgshgsh as if I could concentrate to do any of those things well now.
Edit: above post was written on drugs.
Now the drugs are wearing off.
McGruff liiiieeed drugs are goood give them baaaahahahahaahackkkkk
