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  1. #Journal of a very pained Dutch AuDHD Pixy (Wednesday, 12/08/2026).

    After a difficult night, with loads of waking up due to my hand being so painful due to bad tingling, I woke up when Koa told me it was really time to get up. He had been an angel during the night, and now my body made sure I couldn't sleep. This was so unfair. But Koa had been a good boy, and he'd been in the crate for a while, so I got up as quickly as I could, to take care of my little dude.

    Koa was fed, meds were taken, and we got to the couch. I used my tablet to write an email to my sweet friend. When I was done, I took out Koa for a short walk. I made some brekkie, and then I used my phone to write my journal Toot. It took me quite a while, as my hand kept getting these tingles but now, every now and then, there were some "shooting" pains that ran through me thumb. And they were so incredibly painful, they brought me to tears. I knew then that I had to call the hospital in the morning, and get them to check out the cast. I was sure that the cold fingers, the painful tingling, the pain streaks, that they were caused by my cast being too tight in some places.

    The night seemed to go so slowly. I hate phone calls, but I was getting more eager by the hour, as my hand was getting more difficult to deal with, with every moment passing. I was worried both for the increasing pain, and about being able to get to the hospital, should they agree to see me. So when it was around 7, I first texted my neighbor, explaining the situation, asking if she could drive me to the hospital with Skoosh, should I get an appointment. Unfortunately, she wasn't feeling well, and didn't dare to drive now, let alone in a car that's not her own I texted my mum, but there was a chance that she would not have the car. And I texted a good friend.

    Mum texted me back first, saying she had the car, and if I knew when I could come in, I should call, and she'd come. Just after that, my friend texted that she would be able to drive me as well, should mum not be able after all. So, I was comforted by that, and counting the minutes until I could call the hospital.

    I called, waited a little while, explained my situation, and they connected me to the casting department. Nope, I wasn't going to be in a show. 😉 The other type of cast. I explained the situation again, told them that I was experiencing quite a bit of pain. I was hoping they'd tell me to come in as soon as I had a ride. But nope, they had two times for me: 12 and 13:30. When I hung up, it was 8:45, and I already burst out in tears every now and then, when a flash of pain shot through my thumb. It was so bad at times, that even Koa came to lick my tears, and give me a cuddle (before he started his nibbles again).

    I walked with Koa, had some food, watched some telly, and cried from time to time. Those hours until my mum came seemed to go even slower than the ones during the night. When mum came, she and I walked Koa together. I set up my tablet with the camera cam, and crated Koa with a few snacks. Then, mum drove me to the hospital, while I was checking on Koa on my phone. Koa barked just a few times, and then he seemed to quickly settle down. I didn't monitor him all the time while we were in the waiting room. But what I saw, made me rather proud. And heck, I needed that.

    The wait in the hospital was so bad. I could not properly breathe away the pain anymore. I was so stressed that people without pain got called in again and again, and I was there, waiting while suppressing the anxiety that I had now. So much pain, some anger over the longer wait, and the worries over my fingers losing feeling. I was sweating like crazy, and really struggling to keep it together as much as I could. When I got called in, I almost stumbled over because I was so dizzy.

    The cast specialist did his best to comfort me, but I was way passed that. I just needed that relief so badly. I needed to get warm hands again. To feel my fingers properly again. For the tingling to buzz off. And for the pain flashes to stop shooting through my thumb. When the cast got cut open, instead of feeling relief, I felt an increase of pain, and I panicked. All night and all morning, I had been looking forward to get to the moment where all these symptoms I just mentioned would just easily flow away when the pressure of the cast was taken off. And when this didn't happen, I freaked out. So the cast man had some work to do to get me breathing properly again. Ugh, I felt a bit ashamed of how badly I was handling this. But I had been in pain for about 18 hours, which has slowly gotten worse until the point of me not being able to handle it properly anymore.

    After some time, I was calm enough for the specialist to provide me with a new cast. Mum and I headed home, with a pitstop at the supermarket. When we get home, Koa was still such a good boy. But when I released him, he got over-excited and threw my drink on the floor. Fortunately, mum was able to quickly clean it up. After that, mum walked a bit with Koa, while I made his meal. Mum went back home, while Koa was enjoying his meal.

    I slowly got everything ready for bed, as I had taken my meds, and my hand finally started to feel a bit better. Koa and I went to bed, where I watched a little on my tablet, before I was relaxed enough to try and get some sleep. After a while I dozed off. I woke up a few times, and took Koa out once. When he woke me up again, I was still tired. But my body was rather sore, so it was time to get up, and take my meds. So, we got up, and Koa and I started our "day".

    Thanks to all for your kindness and support during my "journey through daily life" :bear_love: I really appreciate it :bear_hugs: as it helps me to keep going on bad/harder days! :bear_nuzzle:

    :pixy_party: 💜 🍀 🐾

    #PixysJourney
    #WeirdFolks
    #ActuallyAuDHD
    #KoaKoolani

  2. #Journal of a very pained Dutch AuDHD Pixy (Wednesday, 12/08/2026).

    After a difficult night, with loads of waking up due to my hand being so painful due to bad tingling, I woke up when Koa told me it was really time to get up. He had been an angel during the night, and now my body made sure I couldn't sleep. This was so unfair. But Koa had been a good boy, and he'd been in the crate for a while, so I got up as quickly as I could, to take care of my little dude.

    Koa was fed, meds were taken, and we got to the couch. I used my tablet to write an email to my sweet friend. When I was done, I took out Koa for a short walk. I made some brekkie, and then I used my phone to write my journal Toot. It took me quite a while, as my hand kept getting these tingles but now, every now and then, there were some "shooting" pains that ran through me thumb. And they were so incredibly painful, they brought me to tears. I knew then that I had to call the hospital in the morning, and get them to check out the cast. I was sure that the cold fingers, the painful tingling, the pain streaks, that they were caused by my cast being too tight in some places.

    The night seemed to go so slowly. I hate phone calls, but I was getting more eager by the hour, as my hand was getting more difficult to deal with, with every moment passing. I was worried both for the increasing pain, and about being able to get to the hospital, should they agree to see me. So when it was around 7, I first texted my neighbor, explaining the situation, asking if she could drive me to the hospital with Skoosh, should I get an appointment. Unfortunately, she wasn't feeling well, and didn't dare to drive now, let alone in a car that's not her own I texted my mum, but there was a chance that she would not have the car. And I texted a good friend.

    Mum texted me back first, saying she had the car, and if I knew when I could come in, I should call, and she'd come. Just after that, my friend texted that she would be able to drive me as well, should mum not be able after all. So, I was comforted by that, and counting the minutes until I could call the hospital.

    I called, waited a little while, explained my situation, and they connected me to the casting department. Nope, I wasn't going to be in a show. 😉 The other type of cast. I explained the situation again, told them that I was experiencing quite a bit of pain. I was hoping they'd tell me to come in as soon as I had a ride. But nope, they had two times for me: 12 and 13:30. When I hung up, it was 8:45, and I already burst out in tears every now and then, when a flash of pain shot through my thumb. It was so bad at times, that even Koa came to lick my tears, and give me a cuddle (before he started his nibbles again).

    I walked with Koa, had some food, watched some telly, and cried from time to time. Those hours until my mum came seemed to go even slower than the ones during the night. When mum came, she and I walked Koa together. I set up my tablet with the camera cam, and crated Koa with a few snacks. Then, mum drove me to the hospital, while I was checking on Koa on my phone. Koa barked just a few times, and then he seemed to quickly settle down. I didn't monitor him all the time while we were in the waiting room. But what I saw, made me rather proud. And heck, I needed that.

    The wait in the hospital was so bad. I could not properly breathe away the pain anymore. I was so stressed that people without pain got called in again and again, and I was there, waiting while suppressing the anxiety that I had now. So much pain, some anger over the longer wait, and the worries over my fingers losing feeling. I was sweating like crazy, and really struggling to keep it together as much as I could. When I got called in, I almost stumbled over because I was so dizzy.

    The cast specialist did his best to comfort me, but I was way passed that. I just needed that relief so badly. I needed to get warm hands again. To feel my fingers properly again. For the tingling to buzz off. And for the pain flashes to stop shooting through my thumb. When the cast got cut open, instead of feeling relief, I felt an increase of pain, and I panicked. All night and all morning, I had been looking forward to get to the moment where all these symptoms I just mentioned would just easily flow away when the pressure of the cast was taken off. And when this didn't happen, I freaked out. So the cast man had some work to do to get me breathing properly again. Ugh, I felt a bit ashamed of how badly I was handling this. But I had been in pain for about 18 hours, which has slowly gotten worse until the point of me not being able to handle it properly anymore.

    After some time, I was calm enough for the specialist to provide me with a new cast. Mum and I headed home, with a pitstop at the supermarket. When we get home, Koa was still such a good boy. But when I released him, he got over-excited and threw my drink on the floor. Fortunately, mum was able to quickly clean it up. After that, mum walked a bit with Koa, while I made his meal. Mum went back home, while Koa was enjoying his meal.

    I slowly got everything ready for bed, as I had taken my meds, and my hand finally started to feel a bit better. Koa and I went to bed, where I watched a little on my tablet, before I was relaxed enough to try and get some sleep. After a while I dozed off. I woke up a few times, and took Koa out once. When he woke me up again, I was still tired. But my body was rather sore, so it was time to get up, and take my meds. So, we got up, and Koa and I started our "day".

    Thanks to all for your kindness and support during my "journey through daily life" :bear_love: I really appreciate it :bear_hugs: as it helps me to keep going on bad/harder days! :bear_nuzzle:

    :pixy_party: 💜 🍀 🐾

    #PixysJourney
    #WeirdFolks
    #ActuallyAuDHD
    #KoaKoolani

  3. #Journal of a very pained Dutch AuDHD Pixy (Wednesday, 12/08/2026).

    After a difficult night, with loads of waking up due to my hand being so painful due to bad tingling, I woke up when Koa told me it was really time to get up. He had been an angel during the night, and now my body made sure I couldn't sleep. This was so unfair. But Koa had been a good boy, and he'd been in the crate for a while, so I got up as quickly as I could, to take care of my little dude.

    Koa was fed, meds were taken, and we got to the couch. I used my tablet to write an email to my sweet friend. When I was done, I took out Koa for a short walk. I made some brekkie, and then I used my phone to write my journal Toot. It took me quite a while, as my hand kept getting these tingles but now, every now and then, there were some "shooting" pains that ran through me thumb. And they were so incredibly painful, they brought me to tears. I knew then that I had to call the hospital in the morning, and get them to check out the cast. I was sure that the cold fingers, the painful tingling, the pain streaks, that they were caused by my cast being too tight in some places.

    The night seemed to go so slowly. I hate phone calls, but I was getting more eager by the hour, as my hand was getting more difficult to deal with, with every moment passing. I was worried both for the increasing pain, and about being able to get to the hospital, should they agree to see me. So when it was around 7, I first texted my neighbor, explaining the situation, asking if she could drive me to the hospital with Skoosh, should I get an appointment. Unfortunately, she wasn't feeling well, and didn't dare to drive now, let alone in a car that's not her own I texted my mum, but there was a chance that she would not have the car. And I texted a good friend.

    Mum texted me back first, saying she had the car, and if I knew when I could come in, I should call, and she'd come. Just after that, my friend texted that she would be able to drive me as well, should mum not be able after all. So, I was comforted by that, and counting the minutes until I could call the hospital.

    I called, waited a little while, explained my situation, and they connected me to the casting department. Nope, I wasn't going to be in a show. 😉 The other type of cast. I explained the situation again, told them that I was experiencing quite a bit of pain. I was hoping they'd tell me to come in as soon as I had a ride. But nope, they had two times for me: 12 and 13:30. When I hung up, it was 8:45, and I already burst out in tears every now and then, when a flash of pain shot through my thumb. It was so bad at times, that even Koa came to lick my tears, and give me a cuddle (before he started his nibbles again).

    I walked with Koa, had some food, watched some telly, and cried from time to time. Those hours until my mum came seemed to go even slower than the ones during the night. When mum came, she and I walked Koa together. I set up my tablet with the camera cam, and crated Koa with a few snacks. Then, mum drove me to the hospital, while I was checking on Koa on my phone. Koa barked just a few times, and then he seemed to quickly settle down. I didn't monitor him all the time while we were in the waiting room. But what I saw, made me rather proud. And heck, I needed that.

    The wait in the hospital was so bad. I could not properly breathe away the pain anymore. I was so stressed that people without pain got called in again and again, and I was there, waiting while suppressing the anxiety that I had now. So much pain, some anger over the longer wait, and the worries over my fingers losing feeling. I was sweating like crazy, and really struggling to keep it together as much as I could. When I got called in, I almost stumbled over because I was so dizzy.

    The cast specialist did his best to comfort me, but I was way passed that. I just needed that relief so badly. I needed to get warm hands again. To feel my fingers properly again. For the tingling to buzz off. And for the pain flashes to stop shooting through my thumb. When the cast got cut open, instead of feeling relief, I felt an increase of pain, and I panicked. All night and all morning, I had been looking forward to get to the moment where all these symptoms I just mentioned would just easily flow away when the pressure of the cast was taken off. And when this didn't happen, I freaked out. So the cast man had some work to do to get me breathing properly again. Ugh, I felt a bit ashamed of how badly I was handling this. But I had been in pain for about 18 hours, which has slowly gotten worse until the point of me not being able to handle it properly anymore.

    After some time, I was calm enough for the specialist to provide me with a new cast. Mum and I headed home, with a pitstop at the supermarket. When we get home, Koa was still such a good boy. But when I released him, he got over-excited and threw my drink on the floor. Fortunately, mum was able to quickly clean it up. After that, mum walked a bit with Koa, while I made his meal. Mum went back home, while Koa was enjoying his meal.

    I slowly got everything ready for bed, as I had taken my meds, and my hand finally started to feel a bit better. Koa and I went to bed, where I watched a little on my tablet, before I was relaxed enough to try and get some sleep. After a while I dozed off. I woke up a few times, and took Koa out once. When he woke me up again, I was still tired. But my body was rather sore, so it was time to get up, and take my meds. So, we got up, and Koa and I started our "day".

    Thanks to all for your kindness and support during my "journey through daily life" :bear_love: I really appreciate it :bear_hugs: as it helps me to keep going on bad/harder days! :bear_nuzzle:

    :pixy_party: 💜 🍀 🐾

    #PixysJourney
    #WeirdFolks
    #ActuallyAuDHD
    #KoaKoolani

  4. #Journal of a very pained Dutch AuDHD Pixy (Wednesday, 12/08/2026).

    After a difficult night, with loads of waking up due to my hand being so painful due to bad tingling, I woke up when Koa told me it was really time to get up. He had been an angel during the night, and now my body made sure I couldn't sleep. This was so unfair. But Koa had been a good boy, and he'd been in the crate for a while, so I got up as quickly as I could, to take care of my little dude.

    Koa was fed, meds were taken, and we got to the couch. I used my tablet to write an email to my sweet friend. When I was done, I took out Koa for a short walk. I made some brekkie, and then I used my phone to write my journal Toot. It took me quite a while, as my hand kept getting these tingles but now, every now and then, there were some "shooting" pains that ran through me thumb. And they were so incredibly painful, they brought me to tears. I knew then that I had to call the hospital in the morning, and get them to check out the cast. I was sure that the cold fingers, the painful tingling, the pain streaks, that they were caused by my cast being too tight in some places.

    The night seemed to go so slowly. I hate phone calls, but I was getting more eager by the hour, as my hand was getting more difficult to deal with, with every moment passing. I was worried both for the increasing pain, and about being able to get to the hospital, should they agree to see me. So when it was around 7, I first texted my neighbor, explaining the situation, asking if she could drive me to the hospital with Skoosh, should I get an appointment. Unfortunately, she wasn't feeling well, and didn't dare to drive now, let alone in a car that's not her own I texted my mum, but there was a chance that she would not have the car. And I texted a good friend.

    Mum texted me back first, saying she had the car, and if I knew when I could come in, I should call, and she'd come. Just after that, my friend texted that she would be able to drive me as well, should mum not be able after all. So, I was comforted by that, and counting the minutes until I could call the hospital.

    I called, waited a little while, explained my situation, and they connected me to the casting department. Nope, I wasn't going to be in a show. 😉 The other type of cast. I explained the situation again, told them that I was experiencing quite a bit of pain. I was hoping they'd tell me to come in as soon as I had a ride. But nope, they had two times for me: 12 and 13:30. When I hung up, it was 8:45, and I already burst out in tears every now and then, when a flash of pain shot through my thumb. It was so bad at times, that even Koa came to lick my tears, and give me a cuddle (before he started his nibbles again).

    I walked with Koa, had some food, watched some telly, and cried from time to time. Those hours until my mum came seemed to go even slower than the ones during the night. When mum came, she and I walked Koa together. I set up my tablet with the camera cam, and crated Koa with a few snacks. Then, mum drove me to the hospital, while I was checking on Koa on my phone. Koa barked just a few times, and then he seemed to quickly settle down. I didn't monitor him all the time while we were in the waiting room. But what I saw, made me rather proud. And heck, I needed that.

    The wait in the hospital was so bad. I could not properly breathe away the pain anymore. I was so stressed that people without pain got called in again and again, and I was there, waiting while suppressing the anxiety that I had now. So much pain, some anger over the longer wait, and the worries over my fingers losing feeling. I was sweating like crazy, and really struggling to keep it together as much as I could. When I got called in, I almost stumbled over because I was so dizzy.

    The cast specialist did his best to comfort me, but I was way passed that. I just needed that relief so badly. I needed to get warm hands again. To feel my fingers properly again. For the tingling to buzz off. And for the pain flashes to stop shooting through my thumb. When the cast got cut open, instead of feeling relief, I felt an increase of pain, and I panicked. All night and all morning, I had been looking forward to get to the moment where all these symptoms I just mentioned would just easily flow away when the pressure of the cast was taken off. And when this didn't happen, I freaked out. So the cast man had some work to do to get me breathing properly again. Ugh, I felt a bit ashamed of how badly I was handling this. But I had been in pain for about 18 hours, which has slowly gotten worse until the point of me not being able to handle it properly anymore.

    After some time, I was calm enough for the specialist to provide me with a new cast. Mum and I headed home, with a pitstop at the supermarket. When we get home, Koa was still such a good boy. But when I released him, he got over-excited and threw my drink on the floor. Fortunately, mum was able to quickly clean it up. After that, mum walked a bit with Koa, while I made his meal. Mum went back home, while Koa was enjoying his meal.

    I slowly got everything ready for bed, as I had taken my meds, and my hand finally started to feel a bit better. Koa and I went to bed, where I watched a little on my tablet, before I was relaxed enough to try and get some sleep. After a while I dozed off. I woke up a few times, and took Koa out once. When he woke me up again, I was still tired. But my body was rather sore, so it was time to get up, and take my meds. So, we got up, and Koa and I started our "day".

    Thanks to all for your kindness and support during my "journey through daily life" :bear_love: I really appreciate it :bear_hugs: as it helps me to keep going on bad/harder days! :bear_nuzzle:

    :pixy_party: 💜 🍀 🐾

    #PixysJourney
    #WeirdFolks
    #ActuallyAuDHD
    #KoaKoolani

  5. #Journal of a very pained Dutch AuDHD Pixy (Wednesday, 12/08/2026).

    After a difficult night, with loads of waking up due to my hand being so painful due to bad tingling, I woke up when Koa told me it was really time to get up. He had been an angel during the night, and now my body made sure I couldn't sleep. This was so unfair. But Koa had been a good boy, and he'd been in the crate for a while, so I got up as quickly as I could, to take care of my little dude.

    Koa was fed, meds were taken, and we got to the couch. I used my tablet to write an email to my sweet friend. When I was done, I took out Koa for a short walk. I made some brekkie, and then I used my phone to write my journal Toot. It took me quite a while, as my hand kept getting these tingles but now, every now and then, there were some "shooting" pains that ran through me thumb. And they were so incredibly painful, they brought me to tears. I knew then that I had to call the hospital in the morning, and get them to check out the cast. I was sure that the cold fingers, the painful tingling, the pain streaks, that they were caused by my cast being too tight in some places.

    The night seemed to go so slowly. I hate phone calls, but I was getting more eager by the hour, as my hand was getting more difficult to deal with, with every moment passing. I was worried both for the increasing pain, and about being able to get to the hospital, should they agree to see me. So when it was around 7, I first texted my neighbor, explaining the situation, asking if she could drive me to the hospital with Skoosh, should I get an appointment. Unfortunately, she wasn't feeling well, and didn't dare to drive now, let alone in a car that's not her own I texted my mum, but there was a chance that she would not have the car. And I texted a good friend.

    Mum texted me back first, saying she had the car, and if I knew when I could come in, I should call, and she'd come. Just after that, my friend texted that she would be able to drive me as well, should mum not be able after all. So, I was comforted by that, and counting the minutes until I could call the hospital.

    I called, waited a little while, explained my situation, and they connected me to the casting department. Nope, I wasn't going to be in a show. 😉 The other type of cast. I explained the situation again, told them that I was experiencing quite a bit of pain. I was hoping they'd tell me to come in as soon as I had a ride. But nope, they had two times for me: 12 and 13:30. When I hung up, it was 8:45, and I already burst out in tears every now and then, when a flash of pain shot through my thumb. It was so bad at times, that even Koa came to lick my tears, and give me a cuddle (before he started his nibbles again).

    I walked with Koa, had some food, watched some telly, and cried from time to time. Those hours until my mum came seemed to go even slower than the ones during the night. When mum came, she and I walked Koa together. I set up my tablet with the camera cam, and crated Koa with a few snacks. Then, mum drove me to the hospital, while I was checking on Koa on my phone. Koa barked just a few times, and then he seemed to quickly settle down. I didn't monitor him all the time while we were in the waiting room. But what I saw, made me rather proud. And heck, I needed that.

    The wait in the hospital was so bad. I could not properly breathe away the pain anymore. I was so stressed that people without pain got called in again and again, and I was there, waiting while suppressing the anxiety that I had now. So much pain, some anger over the longer wait, and the worries over my fingers losing feeling. I was sweating like crazy, and really struggling to keep it together as much as I could. When I got called in, I almost stumbled over because I was so dizzy.

    The cast specialist did his best to comfort me, but I was way passed that. I just needed that relief so badly. I needed to get warm hands again. To feel my fingers properly again. For the tingling to buzz off. And for the pain flashes to stop shooting through my thumb. When the cast got cut open, instead of feeling relief, I felt an increase of pain, and I panicked. All night and all morning, I had been looking forward to get to the moment where all these symptoms I just mentioned would just easily flow away when the pressure of the cast was taken off. And when this didn't happen, I freaked out. So the cast man had some work to do to get me breathing properly again. Ugh, I felt a bit ashamed of how badly I was handling this. But I had been in pain for about 18 hours, which has slowly gotten worse until the point of me not being able to handle it properly anymore.

    After some time, I was calm enough for the specialist to provide me with a new cast. Mum and I headed home, with a pitstop at the supermarket. When we get home, Koa was still such a good boy. But when I released him, he got over-excited and threw my drink on the floor. Fortunately, mum was able to quickly clean it up. After that, mum walked a bit with Koa, while I made his meal. Mum went back home, while Koa was enjoying his meal.

    I slowly got everything ready for bed, as I had taken my meds, and my hand finally started to feel a bit better. Koa and I went to bed, where I watched a little on my tablet, before I was relaxed enough to try and get some sleep. After a while I dozed off. I woke up a few times, and took Koa out once. When he woke me up again, I was still tired. But my body was rather sore, so it was time to get up, and take my meds. So, we got up, and Koa and I started our "day".

    Thanks to all for your kindness and support during my "journey through daily life" :bear_love: I really appreciate it :bear_hugs: as it helps me to keep going on bad/harder days! :bear_nuzzle:

    :pixy_party: 💜 🍀 🐾

    #PixysJourney
    #WeirdFolks
    #ActuallyAuDHD
    #KoaKoolani

  6. Journal Blog @langnertimon-dqync.wordpress.com@langnertimon-dqync.wordpress.com ·

    Roadtrip Ontario to Sasketchwan 2

    here my latest journaling hopefully you enjoy reading it:) If you feel for getting in touch do not be shy and just reach out

    langnertimon-dqync.wordpress.c

  7. Journal Blog @langnertimon-dqync.wordpress.com@langnertimon-dqync.wordpress.com ·

    Roadtrip Ontario to Sasketchwan 2

    here my latest journaling hopefully you enjoy reading it:) If you feel for getting in touch do not be shy and just reach out

    langnertimon-dqync.wordpress.c

  8. Journal Blog @langnertimon-dqync.wordpress.com@langnertimon-dqync.wordpress.com ·

    Roadtrip Ontario to Sasketchwan 2

    here my latest journaling hopefully you enjoy reading it:) If you feel for getting in touch do not be shy and just reach out

    langnertimon-dqync.wordpress.c

  9. Jetzt vorbestellen: Das neue c’t-Sonderheft Technik für den Ernstfall

    Stromausfall, Internet weg, Mobilfunk tot, Hitzeglocke: Das neue c't-Sonderheft zeigt Ihnen, wie Sie sich auf den Fall der Fälle richtig vorbereiten.

    heise.de/news/Jetzt-vorbestell

    #Journal #Stromversorgung #news

  10. Jetzt vorbestellen: Das neue c’t-Sonderheft Technik für den Ernstfall

    Stromausfall, Internet weg, Mobilfunk tot, Hitzeglocke: Das neue c't-Sonderheft zeigt Ihnen, wie Sie sich auf den Fall der Fälle richtig vorbereiten.

    heise.de/news/Jetzt-vorbestell

    #Journal #Stromversorgung #news

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  19. CW: Nothing bad really, except for some trauma and pain. But it's a <7k journal Toot, so it saves some people from scrolling too long. 😇

    #Journal of a very sore and emotional Dutch AuDHD Pixy :pixy_party: (Tuesday, 11/08/2026).

    After all the stress of the Monday afternoon, I had a shorter night than I had hoped for. But I understood that it was time for Koa to get out of the crate, and to enjoy a nice meal. Afterall, he had been snoozing already while I was stressing over getting my meds before the pharmacy would close. And then, waiting for them to be delivered. Ah well, after all these months of being tired, exhausted even, what's another short and crappy night. So, at the command of my hairy idiot, I got up, and we started our "day".

    I let Koa out, got dressed, fixed Koa's kibble, took my meds (as I had them now, yay), and then I got to the couch. I grabbed the laptop, and wrote an email to my sweet friend. I still felt very numb. And I kept starting to cry every few minutes. I'm just so lost and I have all these fears and doubts. What happened with me and Koa, it still haunts me. Everyone I've talked with, they all tell me that I didn't react as bad as I feel about it. And I know that these people would not be dishonest about that to me, as they know how important honesty is for me, even if it's bad news.

    I finished the email to my sweet friend, and then I took Koa out for a short walk. When we got back, I fixed some brekkie. Then I started writing my journal Toot. I did it on my phone, as my back was sore from leaning forward to the laptop and I had to lay down for a bit. My back, neck, and shoulder muscles were giving me such a hard time. I was really hoping that later today, my physio would be able to make things better. Even the slightest improvement would make a big difference, or so I hoped...

    When I had finished my journal and uploaded it to the usual places, it was time to try and work on a blog post for Wednesday, as I was all out... And I really don't want to lose my 6-year streak. I had already started on a post, so fortunately it was less work to finish it. I really hope that, when the painful cast is taken off, and I'll get the temporary plastic splint, it will then become easier for me to type.

    I walked again with the furball, and then I fixed food for him. I tried to relax a bit, after I'd been typing most of the night. My silly bursts of tears were becoming a bit less frequent, which was good, as I didn't want to be all sobby when mum would take me to physio. I fixed myself some food. After a nice meal, I had to rinse off the artificial grass. I can't leave that too long, especially with the warmer, sunny weather as the grass needs to stay proper for as long as possible. It's too expensive for me to replace it every now and then. It really needs to last for as many years as possible. So, I need to stay on top of it.

    It was a challenge to keep my cast dry, and to not be jumped over by the nutty Lab. It's already difficult when you have two working hands... Having only one, not even a very good one, and needing to keep the cast dry... I'll be very happy when I can use both my hands again. 😊

    I was watching some telly, while cooling the cast and skin around it, as it was itching like crazy, when mum texted me that she was on her way. When she arrived, we chatted for a while, and I started crying again. Telling her what had happened, and how awful I was feeling. 😢 When it was almost time to get ready to head to physio, mum and walked with the brown idiot. After that, we got to the car, and we headed to Cuijk.

    And seeing how mum is driving these days, it makes me worry that an accident is going to happen at some point. 😢 She made a mistake on a roundabout, one she'd made before, and one that's dangerous to make. I yelled at her, as she freaked me out with that action. Just like how I freaked out last time she did that. But there are so many little things that she used to do do much better, that I really worry about her being on the road like that. But, I was honest and I told her. I know it must have been difficult for her to hear. But if she drives as insecure as she does now, it really worries me.

    We got to physio a bit early. We waited and even Koa was doing a great job. When it was my turn, my PT got me a massage on my back and shoulders. It was rather painful, but he did his best to loosen up the tight muscles. When he was done, and I got up, I was dizzy for a bit. Then mum and I headed back home again. This time I gave her a slightly different route, that would hopefully be less stressful.

    Mum got us back home. She took Koa for a wee on the dry, grassy field, and then she quickly had to head home for another appointment. I fixed Koa's meal, and tried to eat a bit myself. But, I got nauseous after a few bites, so I put the snack away. I watched some telly, and then my neighbor texted she was coming to pick up Koa for a nice walk. Koa got all excited, and it was a challenge to get his leash on. So I let him greet the neighbor, and then we put the leash on. Without looking back, he was off on a nice adventure.

    I took my meds, and just relaxed watching telly. The neighbor and Koa came back and he was worn out all the way. She told me they had a good walk, and he seemed to enjoy it tremendously. The neighbor left, Koa drank away all he could, and I got things ready to head to bed. I was hoping to get some decent sleep tonight, as I really needed it badly.

    Koa was exhausted, he had his snack and a drink, and he just let himself crash. He was still panting, and while I was reading, hoping to doze off, I also kept listening, hoping Koa's breathing would calm down. When I heard him being more relaxed, I dozed off. Unfortunately, I woke up again about half an hour later, as my hand was tingling, which hurt rather annoyingly. It took some time for my hand to find a position that helped it to stop hurting.

    I dozed off again. But I kept waking up so often, as in my sleep, my arm would turn a wee bit, and it felt like the cast was pressing against a nerve, that kept triggering the tingling. At one point, it was so bad, that it took almost two hours before my hand stopped hurting too much, and I was finally able to fall asleep again. I still woke up several times. But I was amazed that Koa let me try to sleep for so long. I almost felt like he understood that I needed some sleep to feel a bit better again.

    I will need to contact the hospital in the morning, to ask them about this. It hurts so much when the tingling is happening. And sometimes, it feels like my thumb is experiencing little spasms. I will need to contact the neighbor first, because if they want me to come in (which I am hoping for, as I don't want to deal with this for two more nights - and when it happens during the day), I hope that she can command Skoosh to get us to the hospital (and back again of course). Let's see what the new day will bring...

    Thanks to all for your kindness and support during my "journey through daily life" :bear_love: I really appreciate it :bear_hugs: as it helps me to keep going on bad/harder days! :bear_nuzzle:

    :pixy_party: 💜 🍀 🐾

    #PixysJourney
    #WeirdFolks
    #ActuallyAuDHD
    #KoaKoolani

  20. CW: Nothing bad really, except for some trauma and pain. But it's a <7k journal Toot, so it saves some people from scrolling too long. 😇

    #Journal of a very sore and emotional Dutch AuDHD Pixy :pixy_party: (Tuesday, 11/08/2026).

    After all the stress of the Monday afternoon, I had a shorter night than I had hoped for. But I understood that it was time for Koa to get out of the crate, and to enjoy a nice meal. Afterall, he had been snoozing already while I was stressing over getting my meds before the pharmacy would close. And then, waiting for them to be delivered. Ah well, after all these months of being tired, exhausted even, what's another short and crappy night. So, at the command of my hairy idiot, I got up, and we started our "day".

    I let Koa out, got dressed, fixed Koa's kibble, took my meds (as I had them now, yay), and then I got to the couch. I grabbed the laptop, and wrote an email to my sweet friend. I still felt very numb. And I kept starting to cry every few minutes. I'm just so lost and I have all these fears and doubts. What happened with me and Koa, it still haunts me. Everyone I've talked with, they all tell me that I didn't react as bad as I feel about it. And I know that these people would not be dishonest about that to me, as they know how important honesty is for me, even if it's bad news.

    I finished the email to my sweet friend, and then I took Koa out for a short walk. When we got back, I fixed some brekkie. Then I started writing my journal Toot. I did it on my phone, as my back was sore from leaning forward to the laptop and I had to lay down for a bit. My back, neck, and shoulder muscles were giving me such a hard time. I was really hoping that later today, my physio would be able to make things better. Even the slightest improvement would make a big difference, or so I hoped...

    When I had finished my journal and uploaded it to the usual places, it was time to try and work on a blog post for Wednesday, as I was all out... And I really don't want to lose my 6-year streak. I had already started on a post, so fortunately it was less work to finish it. I really hope that, when the painful cast is taken off, and I'll get the temporary plastic splint, it will then become easier for me to type.

    I walked again with the furball, and then I fixed food for him. I tried to relax a bit, after I'd been typing most of the night. My silly bursts of tears were becoming a bit less frequent, which was good, as I didn't want to be all sobby when mum would take me to physio. I fixed myself some food. After a nice meal, I had to rinse off the artificial grass. I can't leave that too long, especially with the warmer, sunny weather as the grass needs to stay proper for as long as possible. It's too expensive for me to replace it every now and then. It really needs to last for as many years as possible. So, I need to stay on top of it.

    It was a challenge to keep my cast dry, and to not be jumped over by the nutty Lab. It's already difficult when you have two working hands... Having only one, not even a very good one, and needing to keep the cast dry... I'll be very happy when I can use both my hands again. 😊

    I was watching some telly, while cooling the cast and skin around it, as it was itching like crazy, when mum texted me that she was on her way. When she arrived, we chatted for a while, and I started crying again. Telling her what had happened, and how awful I was feeling. 😢 When it was almost time to get ready to head to physio, mum and walked with the brown idiot. After that, we got to the car, and we headed to Cuijk.

    And seeing how mum is driving these days, it makes me worry that an accident is going to happen at some point. 😢 She made a mistake on a roundabout, one she'd made before, and one that's dangerous to make. I yelled at her, as she freaked me out with that action. Just like how I freaked out last time she did that. But there are so many little things that she used to do do much better, that I really worry about her being on the road like that. But, I was honest and I told her. I know it must have been difficult for her to hear. But if she drives as insecure as she does now, it really worries me.

    We got to physio a bit early. We waited and even Koa was doing a great job. When it was my turn, my PT got me a massage on my back and shoulders. It was rather painful, but he did his best to loosen up the tight muscles. When he was done, and I got up, I was dizzy for a bit. Then mum and I headed back home again. This time I gave her a slightly different route, that would hopefully be less stressful.

    Mum got us back home. She took Koa for a wee on the dry, grassy field, and then she quickly had to head home for another appointment. I fixed Koa's meal, and tried to eat a bit myself. But, I got nauseous after a few bites, so I put the snack away. I watched some telly, and then my neighbor texted she was coming to pick up Koa for a nice walk. Koa got all excited, and it was a challenge to get his leash on. So I let him greet the neighbor, and then we put the leash on. Without looking back, he was off on a nice adventure.

    I took my meds, and just relaxed watching telly. The neighbor and Koa came back and he was worn out all the way. She told me they had a good walk, and he seemed to enjoy it tremendously. The neighbor left, Koa drank away all he could, and I got things ready to head to bed. I was hoping to get some decent sleep tonight, as I really needed it badly.

    Koa was exhausted, he had his snack and a drink, and he just let himself crash. He was still panting, and while I was reading, hoping to doze off, I also kept listening, hoping Koa's breathing would calm down. When I heard him being more relaxed, I dozed off. Unfortunately, I woke up again about half an hour later, as my hand was tingling, which hurt rather annoyingly. It took some time for my hand to find a position that helped it to stop hurting.

    I dozed off again. But I kept waking up so often, as in my sleep, my arm would turn a wee bit, and it felt like the cast was pressing against a nerve, that kept triggering the tingling. At one point, it was so bad, that it took almost two hours before my hand stopped hurting too much, and I was finally able to fall asleep again. I still woke up several times. But I was amazed that Koa let me try to sleep for so long. I almost felt like he understood that I needed some sleep to feel a bit better again.

    I will need to contact the hospital in the morning, to ask them about this. It hurts so much when the tingling is happening. And sometimes, it feels like my thumb is experiencing little spasms. I will need to contact the neighbor first, because if they want me to come in (which I am hoping for, as I don't want to deal with this for two more nights - and when it happens during the day), I hope that she can command Skoosh to get us to the hospital (and back again of course). Let's see what the new day will bring...

    Thanks to all for your kindness and support during my "journey through daily life" :bear_love: I really appreciate it :bear_hugs: as it helps me to keep going on bad/harder days! :bear_nuzzle:

    :pixy_party: 💜 🍀 🐾

    #PixysJourney
    #WeirdFolks
    #ActuallyAuDHD
    #KoaKoolani