I’ve made that my thing over the years: Every time I have a brain scan I treat myself to new fun socks!
This year’s pair is an early Christmas gift from one of my BFFs.
(Can’t sleep. Stalling. Putting it off.)
Tomorrow will be here before I know it. Come what may!
You know what? Some days just SUCK. Plain and simple. I’m dizzy. Nauseous. Bored. Angry at myself. Frustrated. Worried. And on and on…I kinda only realized TODAY that some days are just going to SUCK. And, I did quite a bit yesterday, so maybe that could be why today blows?
Doesn’t mean I’m doing it wrong. Or that I am bad or less than. That it’s my fault I feel like garbage. Or that the brain tumors are growing or that my elevated liver enzymes mean anything BAD.
This is just part of my “new normal” – I’m going to feel like crap
all most days. I just am. Period. I guess the sooner I get on board with this the better I’ll be.
At least, I should start convincing myself of that.
Oh my. I could fill an entire blog of pictures of things that are beloved to me. What first is brought to my mind is our beloved Prophet, Thomas S. Monson, recently passed away. I remember when President Hinckley passed away and how painful that was. This loss is the same yet different.
The 2nd thing brought to my mind, (besides my family of course) is my boy Shadow. I am going to start crying as I type this, so I will keep this short. He had a rough life before us. He lived (and somehow survived) on the streets for over 10 years. He is now waiting for me on the Rainbow Bridge as of this past December. I am minutely comforted in this loss by reminding myself that during the last year of his life he was loved, fed, protected, and a host of other things we were able to give to him.
I miss him terribly.