It's nice out: 62 degrees, sunny of course, and not too windy (by Boudler Standards). I'm sipping a soy chai at the Starbucks on 29th and just about ready to start my workload for the day--a good amount of reading to complete before class tonight.
Having trouble concentrating, as usual. On the phone last night my fingertips went numb (as usual) but this time it was accompanied by a dramatic discoloration of the skin. It really bothered me because it looked exactly like the pictures the rheumatologist showed me online of Raynaud's Syndrome, a condition he believes I have that typically accompanies the other stuff I may or may not be dealing with (Lupus, Schleroderma, Miositis). Up until then I was pretty convinced that this could very well be just a virus that's lingering (a possibility he's hoping for as well), but as time goes on, symptoms don't improve, and more apparent ones arise I'm just started to get, well, honestly, annoyed more than anything. I want to focus on getting well, not reading and writing all of this bullshit. How is it that priorities can be so backwards?
Ultimately, I'm 100% convinced that everything is going to be fine. I'm going to graduate with my Master's in Communication from the Unversity of Colorado at Boulder on May 8th of this year. I am going to get totally well, of this I am quite sure. And I'm going to start being happy and free of stress again.
All of this in one short month. Boulder is purgatory.