Being Me…

and discovering that that is quite the roller coaster ride. Wanna come along?


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48 and counting

Ok, technically, I am at the moment 47 and counting, but tomorrow is my birthday.  I don’t feel bad about turning 48, just puzzled – how did I get here?  Seems like just yesterday (some days anyway) that I was 18 and heading off to college.  Sigh.  Still, better to turn 48 than NOT.

Overall I don’t really think about my age.  It is just a number and I feel fine, so what’s the point in worrying about a number?  However, I am now seeing fellow high school classmates as grandparents – THAT makes me feel old some days.  I look at the grey and my hair and wonder how that happened.  LOL, then I remember I have two young children …

I hope that 48 is a good year for me.  I’m going to do my best to make it one of my best years yet!

 

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Water, water everywhere

Well, this is an apt title on two fronts: the outdoors and the indoors lately.  It has rained for two days now and water has nowhere to go.  It is both messy and depressing.

In terms of indoors, our little angle (ha!) has discovered a new way to get me up and paying attention to her: reaching over the kitchen counter and spraying the kitchen with water.  Sigh.  We placed a paper box, folded, at the edge of the counter, hoping that it would either distract her, or would limit the temptation to reach over by hiding the kitchen sink.  She’s not that silly.  So…now to find a way to discourage her.  I cannot give her undivided attention the entire time I am at home.

That girl – always keeping us on our toes.

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Ah the new year

What a start to a new year.  It has to improve from here.  I started feeling bad on 12/31.  I thought, “Oh no.  Not just in time for New Year’s Eve.”  Well yes, actually.  I was hoarse and my eyes were burning but I did indeed manage to stay up until 12:01 am 1/1/18 with my 12-year-old son, much to his delight.

I have gone to the local urgent care center three times since 1/1.  I’ve seen an eye doctor.  I FINALLY got a strong antibiotic yesterday.  And finally, I think I’ve turned the corner.  In this process, I have had the worst case of pink eye that I’ve ever seen or had, had a painful cough.  I am SO tired of this – I don’t have time for this – lol, or the energy.

One thing I’ve learned from this is that I need to speak up, repeatedly if necessary, until I am heard.  When I went to the urgent care center the first time, I told them I had an eye infection and a sinus infection.  All they gave me was an antibiotic, which the eye doctor later told me would have done nothing.  They ignored the sinus infection, and I was too miserable from the eye infection to think about it at the time.  Next time, I’m going to repeat myself firmly until I’m heard!  I know my body better than they do!

At any rate, I’ve only had three doses of the antibiotic but it definitely seems to be working.  Such a relief.  After eighteen days of being fairly miserable for one reason or another, the idea of feeling normal again is exciting.  Being me might be a good thing again!

 

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