Over the weekend, I went to my first Ren Faire, a small local event at a farm we often go to seasonally for strawberry and apple picking. I planned to go with a friend in Tudor era fashion (1485-1603).
Like I mentioned in my last post, I started TMS recently. TMS sends magnetic pulses through your head and can cure you of – according to the internet – almost everything. It’s often covered by insurance (you know, after every other treatment has failed), although neither the insurance company nor the TMS clinic can tell me how much it will cost me out-of-pocket because apparently neither of them know.
So far, the FDA has approved TMS for depression, migraines, OCD, and smoking cessation. Apparently, across the pond, Europe is already using it for a host of other conditions, including chronic pain, MS, and Parkinson’s (Please note, this link is to the website of the machine my clinic uses. I was hoping for a less biased source of info, but that was all I could find).
I’ve been gone a while. It’s a little overwhelming to think about coming back to this space and just talking about one concise topic when life is so much more complex than a little blog post.
There’ve been a lot of personal changes recently, but they’re the kind that will take a long time to start helping – and the reason I need help is the biggest reason I haven’t been writing.
This morning, I am stirring my tea with a fork. All the spoons are in the dishwasher. Or in my teenage daughter’s room. My 5-year-old matter-of-factly using a fork to stir his hot cocoa earlier this week reminded me that A. We need more spoons and B. A fork does the job.
Today, I got together with some costuming friends. It wasn’t costumed meet-up, but because we are who we are, all of us were wearing some type of history bounding something or other, or accessorizing with a costuming piece. I wore this vest, a midi linen skirt with my favorite blue boots, and the hat I had just finished making.
I don’t have any photos of the hat yet, but it’s a free pattern from Thistle Thistle, so you can click over there to see a pic if you’re curious. Hopefully I’ll be able to get a decent photo in it soon.
Decent is relative, because it’s a pixie hat, and I’m an adult.
