Listening to the Voices in my Head

I have some things to give away

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Yesterday was Halloween

And I went to my counseling session dressed as Queen Victoria, the widow years. And yes, they let me go home. I kind of staggered off to bed, and I was so wrung out, I didn't hear the purr kids' morning antics, and slept through. Wing said I was deeply asleep.

Getting some light chores done, including clean sheets on the bed. I can't wait to be the first person in bed, to feel those lusciously sensuous sheets. Mmmmmm.

Tomorrow, I go to the hospital to have an endoscopic exam. It's more of an exploration to see why I have painful esophageal spasm (feels like a heart attack) that lasts for anywhere from 10 to 30 seconds. When it's over I get the hiccups. Dr H thinks it might be scarring, but have to be sure.