I am so backed up on DeviantArt... Right now, the top of the page says 1,567 Deviations. Some of them even go back a year and a half. I see some pictures that artists, and some friend artists have posted and I wanna comment and say how much I like it, but it's SOOO old that it's been commented to death and I feel silly saying something now! Rawr...

I'm finally getting caught up on some of the work that I was badly behind on. I got one thing mailed off last week but I never heard from them so I don't know if they recieved it or if they were happy with it. I have a few people really upset with me because I got so far behind. Around Christmas time I started taking commissions again because I thought I was up to working again, and when I started working I realized how bad of shape I actually was in and was unable to work. Then immediately afterwards I got really sick and came down with pneumonia and was incapacitated for a LONG time. Between the pneumonia and the spinal problems I've been fighting the last 2 years I was entirely bedridden. I went to the hospital a couple of times and was offline for weeks at a time. When I was well enough to get online again I found out that a lot of people were furious with me, which they had every right to be. They paid good money for one of my pieces and had been waiting months past the promised finish date and I hadn't been able to correspond with them to let them know what was going on.

In latest news, I had a doctor's visit with a new doctor yesterday and while everyone was very pleasant and knowledgable, it was very difficult. They poked and prodded me (literally) for hours. I have so many needle marks on my back and legs that I lost count. Then after that they started using electroshocks to test my nerves and that was really painful. By the time I left I was in twice as much pain as when I started. My previous doctor was stringing me along with no actual regard to my health. He'd throw pills at me every month and would be in and out of the room so fast that I couldn't even discuss anything with him. The final straw came when I told him the medication wasn't helping much anything because the pain had gotten worse and he cut my medication in half and the nurse pulled me in the back to do an emergancy drug test. I was SO insulted that I took the test to throw it in their face about how stupid this insinuation was but was so disgusted by my doctor that I never even went back to hear the results. I have never smoked, I don't drink, I've NEVER been drunk, and I've never used any street drugs AT ALL. The ONLY medication I ever use is the pain medication my doctor prescribed and because after 4 months of him doing NOTHING and I told him that it was getting worse and I either needed something done or something stronger, he thinks I am a drug addict. You go into the office shaking because the pain is so intense and your doctor interrupts you forcebly and tells you that if you don't like the way he does things that you should find another doctor, and then he cuts your dosage in half, and STILL doesn't offer you any solution, THEN DRUG TESTS YOU...I swear...I was absolutely furious by the time I left.

Anyways, it's time for dinner, so I'm gonna wrap this up for now.