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Tag Archives: Christmas
St. Maarten
When was my last post…July? August? It’s been a while. I’m working on a post explaining my absence, but in the meantime, here are some photos from our Christmas trip to the Caribbean – one of the best vacations of … Continue reading
Posted in st. maarten, Travel
Tagged anguilla, aqua mania, beach, boats, caribbean, Christmas, diving, dutch, fort louis, french, maho beach, ocean, ocean explorers, passaat, prickly pear, sailing, scuba, simpson bay, snorkeling, st. maarten, st. martin, sunset, yachts
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Endometriosis wrap up – December
After 7 weeks on the Loestrin and 4 weeks on Wellbutrin, I throw in the towel. Mathias had a last minute cancellation so I went in and told them it wasn’t working. They switched my birth control again to Minastrin, … Continue reading
Posted in Endometriosis
Tagged 2014, 2015, anxiety, Christmas, depression, doctor, endo, endometriosis, hormones, hospital, insomnia, kizomba, lexapro, loestrin, mangal, mathias, minastrin, nausea, prescriptions, SSRI, surgery, wellbutrin
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Napa Valley Christmas – Day 4 & 5
Day 4 – CHRISTMAS Christmas day was a little awkward. Raul and I were in the frozen foods aisle in the grocery store when my old lover happened upon me and touched my sleeve. Naturally, I jumped, in the process … Continue reading