Actually I had a pretty rough weekend since about last Thurs. I'd written a nice long post about it and then my computer crashed.
I had another one of those weepy days and both my kids were home sick. My dog ate my brand new sandals. Then thought it would be fun to chase the baby goat.
I'm having this new thing where if I don't eat, I get all shaky and weird. I've been sleeping badly. Husband is away. I found myself crying at the least provocation.. Ice packs were required for my hand after I spent all that time typing.
I hate this.
MFTN stopped by and hung out for a while which really helped and other friends called just to check on me.
Its good to have friends. In a very real way, they are my lifeline right now. Hugs to all of you!
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Gentle hugs back!
Remember to send us the info for housekeeping and garbage.
Love ya.
I wish there were more I could do to help. I suspect this is all another permutation of the disease not liking being killed off. As for the dog- we'll get her and Lorabora together for a puppy play date and wear her out- that should last for about fifteen minutes or so.
Husband coming back soon. More gentle bear hugs.
I'll call you tomorrow.
The secret Jewish mother I keep buried in my subconscious for just such emergencies commands you to eat.
i get that not eating thing. like a hypoglycemic feeling
And the puppy needs to chill. She's being very silly. Perhaps we should schedule some... sessions with the cats.
-Bryan, worried about the chewing demands from Steven's buried psychological fragments
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