I am feeling a little down today. I have a cold/kicking head/cough thing going on and I am not enjoying it…I think if you are going to get sick it should just kick you in the A$$ and then move on, not linger for days and make you only half useless.
I got two calls from my doctor’s office this week. The first to tell me that my labs were normal (sweet my levels are normal and I am still not pregnant) and that they were going to go ahead and DOUBLE my dosage. OK I can deal with that, maybe on the new dosage I will actually puke instead of just wishing I would. The second call I got yesterday and they left me a lovely voicemail saying that they would go ahead and refill my prescription for two months and that I needed to call Dr. Blah Blah Blah and schedule an appointment in the next month or so because they were referring me on to a specialist. Which is fine and I was processing it really well yesterday, but today it is just not OK. I have that little monster that sits in your chest and tries to creep up your throat while simultaneously forcing fluid out your eyes…I just want to cry about this. I feel completely in the dark and completely out of control and no matter what I do to try and make myself feel better with what is going on…what is going on with MY BODY...it fails. I can become an absolute obsessive freak and stress myself to no end or I can pretend nothing is wrong; I can’t seem to find the balance…the middle. To top it all off our insurance does not cover that kind of specialist…let’s all join together and pour some salt on my wounds here…you can give me a little kick too... if you want. Sorry to be a negative Nancy but seriously…on the CSI I watched last night they stole a baby and it was a hell of a lot easier than all this. Please note I would NEVER steel someone’s baby. It was actually scary how easy they made it look.
Last night T and I went to dinner with my mom and dad. We actually waited FOREVER for our food, at one point during our 40 minute wait Tae was working on the menu activities while I was chatting with my parents. She nudged me and said, “where is 13?” I looked over to see that she had completed a “connect-the-dots” accurately up to 12…” I pointed that out to everyone saying “look guys...Tae did a great job connecting 1 – 12 and now she can’t seem to find 13!!!” All the while thinking “are you freakin’ kidding me”…anyhow I showed her where 13 was, we continued our conversation, Tae continued her connecting. Then a few minutes later she nudges me AGAIN and says “Mom, I can’t seem to find 34” I showed her and she continued up to 39. She can obviously identify the numbers 1 – 39…she is blowing my stuffy kicking head!!!
I finished all my ornaments, packaged them and sent them off on Wednesday. I haven’t received any new ones yet…maybe everyone else waited till the last minute like I did??
Gorgeous packaging!!!!!!
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