My entire digestive tract has been in spasm since last night. I really thought I was going to toss my cookies around 3 a.m. so I went downstairs as quickly as I could (the bathroom upstairs isn't working) and then I lay on the couch for a few hours in pain.
Ugh.
The girls wanted to get out for a while and do something while we had the car. (Have I mentioned that having just one vehicle is horrible??) so we went down to the humane society to get a dog license for Cassie and look at all the cute doggies and kitties there. Then we stopped at Safeway to get some drinks and went to Carkeek Park for a few minutes before we had to get home and get hubby off to work. I never got out of the car at the store or the park. I was in too much pain. Talking hurt. Breathing wasn't much better. I took two sips of water and thought I had swallowed razor blades.
No, not my best day ever.
I then slept for a while at home. Home. I guess I mean my Dad's house. Is this my home? I'm struggling here...and for reasons I'd rather not go into in a public way.
I feel badly for my girls when I'm like this and can't even be there for them or do things with them.
And if we don't get another car or find a way to get him to work via carpool, camel or magic carpet, I'm going to lose what's left of my mind.
Ugh.
The girls wanted to get out for a while and do something while we had the car. (Have I mentioned that having just one vehicle is horrible??) so we went down to the humane society to get a dog license for Cassie and look at all the cute doggies and kitties there. Then we stopped at Safeway to get some drinks and went to Carkeek Park for a few minutes before we had to get home and get hubby off to work. I never got out of the car at the store or the park. I was in too much pain. Talking hurt. Breathing wasn't much better. I took two sips of water and thought I had swallowed razor blades.
No, not my best day ever.
I then slept for a while at home. Home. I guess I mean my Dad's house. Is this my home? I'm struggling here...and for reasons I'd rather not go into in a public way.
I feel badly for my girls when I'm like this and can't even be there for them or do things with them.
And if we don't get another car or find a way to get him to work via carpool, camel or magic carpet, I'm going to lose what's left of my mind.
Sypathy on the health front.
ReplyDeleteGet him a bike.
Dear Pamela,
ReplyDeleteI sure hope you get back to feeling better soon. I was up in your part of the woods not long ago and thought of you... figured you didn't need any extra stuff on your plate so I didn't email you...
Your part of the country is so beautiful... made all the more lovely because you live there. Hope to visit again soon.
Chin up and know you are in my prayers. Hugs
Dave, thank you. I hope your health is improving as well. How are things on that front?
ReplyDeleteKindness, you were here? And no email???? Girl, next time you let me know. No matter how much I have on my plate, I still have time to meet with dear friends.
As for feeling better, I awoke with a migraine this morning, which then turned into an ocular migraine wherein I lost vision for a bit. That was fun. Now the painful migraine has returned.
Really, I love stress. It's a wonderful thing. Truly.