Post by Monica Geller on Sept 2, 2015 19:58:41 GMT -5
H is working late tonight. I finally got J to sleep. I'm now sitting on my porch listening to thunder and eating a bowl of rocky road. I'm whipped and will go to bed soon, but it's so peaceful out here.
I am on hour 24 of lying flat on my back in bed. I am convinced the neck and shoulder and headache that start as soon as I stand up are complications from the lumbar puncture.
But my fucking doctor says it's not and when I called this brining, said she could see me tomorrow afternoon. And that if I disagreed with her medical opinion I could go back to the ER.
I'm waiting for H to bring FIL to our house from the airport. He's staying with us for 36(ish) hours to see a Dr. (FIL/MIL live in a tiny town in SE Alaska so specialists are hard to come by and apparently aren't in Anchorage or Juneau. *shrug*)
It was my first day back to school today (I'm a teacher) and I'm so tired. *sigh*
H fucked up his back when mountain biking this morning. His back is FUCKED. So I've been taking care of him (like, he is DOWN). I laid on the floor with him for two hours drinking and talking. I'm taking him to the doctor tomorrow. He was already all freaked out about turning 39, this is not helping! lol I feel bad for him.
Post by RoxMonster on Sept 2, 2015 20:36:36 GMT -5
Just got home from work. So tired. Had Open House tonight which made it a 14 hour day. Now the dog is begging for a walk so we are going to go even though I am dead.
H fucked up his back when mountain biking this morning. His back is FUCKED. So I've been taking care of him (like, he is DOWN). I laid on the floor with him for two hours drinking and talking. I'm taking him to the doctor tomorrow. He was already all freaked out about turning 39, this is not helping! lol I feel bad for him.
Once again, exercise takes another innocent victim. Just say no, friends.
lol!! H has been crazy about fitness lately. He got a fitbit after me, has been getting 12,000+ steps a day, biking for 2 hours a day and cutting his calories way down. I was like...."is everything okay with you???" Almost 40 is fucking with him, I think.
MIL is here and I need some wine SO BADLY! But she quit drinking so DH says I can't have any either. BOO! I'm thinking about pouring some in a coffee mug....
MIL is here and I need some wine SO BADLY! But she quit drinking so DH says I can't have any either. BOO! I'm thinking about pouring some in a coffee mug....
Fuck that. Bust out the mug.
I am plotting out how I am going to empty my wine supply in advance of wine allocation season (aka Christmas).
H fucked up his back when mountain biking this morning. His back is FUCKED. So I've been taking care of him (like, he is DOWN). I laid on the floor with him for two hours drinking and talking. I'm taking him to the doctor tomorrow. He was already all freaked out about turning 39, this is not helping! lol I feel bad for him.
Sucks! If you guys are looking for an excellent ortho rec in the DFW, let me know. I had my very successful back surgery in DFW. It changed my life. Should have had it done a long time ago
I'm at work, taking my last break. I'm in a super good mood because a local business owner called me at work to ask me to submit a resumé. The company's COO had been in to my store a few times and was impressed with my work, so he passed my info on. I'm going to build and polish my resumé, which is something I've been procrastinating on anyway, and send it over this weekend. Exciting!
But I'm also annoyed. I tried to share this excitement with my mom, and instead of congratulating me or being happy for me, she told me that there are lots of scammers out there and to be aware of who I'm talking to. Like I'm 12. I really need to stop expecting any kind of support from my mom, because I'm just disappointed every time.
Post by lookforstars on Sept 2, 2015 21:32:12 GMT -5
I just got caught up on Etsy orders. Now I am sitting here staring at this screen trying to convince myself to go to bed. But, I know I'll just lay there forever. I have trouble sleeping these days due to my mind going a million miles a minute the moment my head hits the pillow.
I need some me time. To feel like a regular person for half a minute. Not "me time" where I just go grocery shopping or run some other errand that needs to be done. And not the (sitting on the couch by myself in the way too quiet house while the kids are asleep) me time I'm getting right now.
I feel like Rachel in that episode of Friends when she wants to hold Emma, but Emma is sleeping. I miss my baby and want cuddles, but it would be not nice to wake him up.
I feel fat and gross. It's really starting to bug me. I miss the gym and being able to go to class after work. I'm trying to decide if it's worth it to start back up again even though I wouldn't see DS at all on the days I go during the week. But, see above. I wish I had more time.
H fucked up his back when mountain biking this morning. His back is FUCKED. So I've been taking care of him (like, he is DOWN). I laid on the floor with him for two hours drinking and talking. I'm taking him to the doctor tomorrow. He was already all freaked out about turning 39, this is not helping! lol I feel bad for him.
Sucks! If you guys are looking for an excellent ortho rec in the DFW, let me know. I had my very successful back surgery in DFW. It changed my life. Should have had it done a long time ago
Thanks :-) . I hope it doesn't come to that but if it does I'll let you know.