-After a round of bloodwork with my new primary care physician, I apparently am pre-diabetic. Whichever result that determines this has diabeetus starting at 6.5%; I am at 6.4%. I've been told to change my diet and exercise, and to get re-tested in June to see if anything has changed for the better. Between the dietary restrictions of my blood thinner and now this, I can apparently eat ice cubes and dirt now.
-I'm trying desperately to study enough to pass my Projects + certification ASAP, before my yearly review, which will happen sometime before March. The same old bugaboo is popping up again though - I can remember concepts, but not concrete details very well. I can describe the process of starting a new project, but have trouble remembering the names of each individual step. Guess what will be on the test, however? Time for flash-card studying- the yearly review is where raises are determined.
-I'm not unhappy; my depression is being well treated. But for years I've lacked passion. I'm not passionate about anything any more, even the things I used to be. It's easy to act excited about something, but I don't feel that excitement deep inside me. I have ideas in my head that I know would be interesting to explore, but I just can't work up the passion to care. I've been celi9bate for four years now, not out of any conscious choice, but because I can't determine a valid reason to be bothered with finding another person to do whatever things with. Nothing holds my attention any more. I'm surprised I even made this post.
-I'm trying desperately to study enough to pass my Projects + certification ASAP, before my yearly review, which will happen sometime before March. The same old bugaboo is popping up again though - I can remember concepts, but not concrete details very well. I can describe the process of starting a new project, but have trouble remembering the names of each individual step. Guess what will be on the test, however? Time for flash-card studying- the yearly review is where raises are determined.
-I'm not unhappy; my depression is being well treated. But for years I've lacked passion. I'm not passionate about anything any more, even the things I used to be. It's easy to act excited about something, but I don't feel that excitement deep inside me. I have ideas in my head that I know would be interesting to explore, but I just can't work up the passion to care. I've been celi9bate for four years now, not out of any conscious choice, but because I can't determine a valid reason to be bothered with finding another person to do whatever things with. Nothing holds my attention any more. I'm surprised I even made this post.