Getting shit done yo!

So I had my first dental appointment in over 12 years, and now I am freaking convert to the going to the dentist religion. I want everyone to do it. A lot. My dentist split my appointments into four parts one quadrant at a time to deal with some cavities (my shame knows no bounds) and the cleanings themselves. THANK GOODNESS for my ocd (thank you daddy for your genetics) because my teeth aren't falling out of my head, my gums are perfect, and he can clean each quadrant in about three minutes flat. So I have one more appointment where he is going to take off my retainer brackets I've worn for over 25 years. Sort of nervous for that one. :-\

I also made an MRI appointment as I see my neurologist at the end of the month and he needs new film for that to see what new holes are in my brain. I have new m.s. symptoms like the bad tremors so I know there are new lesions, which makes me wonder if he will want to switch up my drugs. I am on Rebif, with 3 self injections a week. I swear if he wants me on a drug with more frequent injections I will lie on his office floor and sob. I wish I were kidding here. I don't know what's going to happen.

I have been seeing a counselor again, and it's a man. ugh. I let him know when I had my first appointment that I don't trust men and he was cool with it, he said after our first meeting that if I thought I wanted to see a woman he could refer me. BUT I decided it might actually help to see a man as that will maybe help me do what I'm trying to do, which is improve my emotional quality of life. ANYWHO....what else. Um...I'm trying to get some art done, and possibly read a bit less. :-\ (boo)

THIS is a tomato based juice (with lots of kale, thus the green) and it looks like swamp but it tastes AWESOME! I added some sriracha to it as well which just gives it the spicy love that I need.

So yeah, I'm still juicing and green smoothie-ing it up around my joint. I still want to bury myself into a pile of refined flour products and eat my way out of them, but oh well, it is what it is.