Swifty phiphty niner

My  Poppy  rose up every  Daisy  with a Cuppa Joe . " Chrysanthemum !  I  Aster  have my java hotter"! He  Snappeddragon ed curtly. My  Feverfew  was blossoming but I wanted to beat that  St James Wart  off his face with my  Goldenrod . Get my Foxgloves  on and give him a couple  Black-eyed Susans . " Begonia   Poppy  or you'll never see the light of a  Sunflower  again!  I'm  Impatiens  with your seedy  Painted Tongue .  I  Dahlia  to  Violet  my personal space again." I  Amarylli zed I was in a  Red Hot Poker   Scarlet Sage  and had to breathe  Baby Breaths  to find that  Sweet Alyssum   Cosmos  and get out of this  Yarrow ing compost pile. "Oh you're such a  Bleeding Heart Pansy . Why don't you grow a pair of  Coral Bells  to hide those  Gayfeather Baby Blue Ey...

I haven’t written in a few day because I’ve physically been in chronic pain.   I have an issue with headaches and they are kicking my ass.   I’ve done most cursory exams and they’re not migraines, sinus, or cluster headaches.   I’ve had an MRI, CTScan, Lumbar puncture and blood work done.   Up next is an MRA (a picture of the blood vessels in my brain), a CTScan of my neck, an EEG and a memory test.   I’ve had this headache since June and it goes up and down the scale of pain.   When it stays around a 3 or 4 I can manage but when it starts to escalate, all bets are off.   Last night I didn’t get a wink of sleep.   My new doctor started me on a new med and I wonder if that is a side effect.   No sleep.   I can’t think of a worse side effect than that. I like the idea of this blog, writing out the buzz I hear from the wiring in my brain.   Some of it has been dark, uncomfortable but it is really good.   I want to be a good p...