Today has been weird...
EARLY MORNING: It started off with Bryan moaning me out of bed. It was after 7 (he usually leaves by 6:45 am), and he was, shall we say, not good. He wasn't in any shape to drive, so we called the doc and got an appointment for late morning.
MID-MORNING: Other stuff that isn't a big deal but is, nonetheless, stuff :)
LATE MORNING: We go to the dr to see if maybe Bryan was having some kind of nasty bad reaction to the medication, and the doctor was visibly bristled that Bryan couldn't answer his questions. I think his words were "that's not good if you need someone else to talk for you. Maybe you should see a psychiatrist." ?&*$!...thought I. And he was one we actually liked. Oh yeah, and he thinks Bryan has fibromyalgia (aka...what doctors call pain they don't understand).
AFTERNOON: I went grocery shopping with my cute 7 year old who of course has a "need" for everything with a price tag on it. As I was deeply pondering what to have for dinner, an overwhelming desire for my pearly white throne overtook me, and we hurried our little selves out the door and headed for home. Tip of the day: don't think about dinner when you are fighting not to lose the previous meal!
NOW: I'm sitting here with my cute little Asher who is playing with the phone on my lap, praying he doesn't figure out 9-1-1, listening to Jan Brady fret over her newfound need for glasses in the background, and as I rehash my day in my mind...and on this page for the world to see...I am trying to see why I let these little things work me up and waste my time for an entire day. What a whiner! ;)
8 comments:
I am so sorry for all of it. I wish there was more I could say or do, but I got nothin.
Oh gosh no! I am just saying how bad I thought the day was all day, but when I really thought about it, it wasn't a big deal. AKA...I'm a wuss! :)
Not a wuss, just keeping it real. We all have sucky days like this one was for you and once your through them they don't seem so bad anymore but when your livin' it it is pretty stinky. Hope tomorrow is a better day. In fact, I am needing a good day tomorrow too so let's you and me see who can have the better day. My husband always tells the kids..."Make it a great day!" So, I challenge you to do so. Are you game? "Come what may, and love it."
Ahh, I'm only guessing at what your "mid-morning stuff" was...I'm sorry you even had to deal with any of it. It was all so silly. I just wish I could figure it all out...
Do not even worry!!! I am just one of those weird people that when my friends are sad, I'm sad. I'm a fixer...and that's not always a good thing :)
I've been so suspicious of doctors lately ... what do they go to school for so long for ... what do they actually DO? The only useful doctors I've had cut babies out of me and glued me back together. Everything EVERYTHING else has been "gee I don't know, wait, watch, come back if it gets worse."
"Have some chocolate," they should say. More useful.
I'm sorry you've been so sick lately...I hope the days of morning sickness go by fast! That's my number one reason why I'm glad I don't get pregnant. Hang in there!
-Laura
i truly love ur blog, girlie.
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