Well, never a dull moment.
Today, right when i thought that taking "the pill" - Lo-estrin, had wiped out all signs of PMS, a raging headache came my way. But I guess that's not SO bad if all other symptoms are drastically diminished. And by symptoms I mean the over powering desire to rip someone's head off.
Then this evening, Peter crashed his sweet little noggin into the corner of a post in the basement and has a big goose egg. I handled it like I do most things that have to do with him. First I wanted to cry, then I got it together and helped him, then I cried. But in the end, I think he's fine.
Had quite a hiccup w/ the New Year's Eve Family Bash that I am planning - but after many calls/emails/consult, the crisis was diverted and I felt relieved. Exhausted but relieved.
And the gray skies coupled w/ the headache, I found myself eating a Peanut Butter and brown sugar sandwich. Now, that's not really NOT a carb. But I made up for it w/ my dandelion tea and veggie omelette for dinner.
And finally, I continue to have the worse anxiety dreams. Even though I am drinking a "Calm" magnesium drink AND taking a cortisol manager. Last night I dreamt that I was at the Picket Fence Christmas party but totally forgot my grab bag gift. So I left the party to go to Target really quickly but was lost or driving on lawns or running or making up excuses to my grab bag partner why I didn't have the gift. CRAZY MAKING BUSINESS.
But after all the lows - cracked skulls and all, there were some highs.
Lily finished a Helen Keller book and she is beaming with pride as reading is still a bit tough for her. Peter got a handsome new hair cut for the Holidays since his depression era lice hair cut had grown into quite a mess. And now all are tucked into bed and Rob and I are going to watch Mad Men.
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