Back to my terms

Tuesday afternoon my CH rushed me to the hospital. It seems that the new medication that was supposed to lower my blood pressure actually raised it instead. On the way to the hospital, dear CH made the comment that I was like a carburetor. He said, “You tweak on one jet and it throws the rest of them out of whack.” I suppose that is what my body is like. Every time that

Who me? Complain?

I lost 6 pounds over the weekend. I guess I shouldn’t complain, because I am, after all, trying to lose weight; however, the circumstances that surround this weight loss are the objects of my complaint.

I had a doctor’s appointment Friday morning to check

One Big Wrap-Up

I know that I said I wasn’t going to post everything in one post, but to be honest, I have not found the time to sit down and write. Trying to squeeze this in while trying to finish so many things and prepare for this weekend is pushing my limits. So the only thing that I know to do- before I forget what it is that I wanted to say- is to post everything  in one post.

My Health Issues Elaborated

Another copied post from my journal entry that I’m working on in my Advanced Writing Class:

            I sometimes answer many questions about what is going on with my health and it sometimes gets to be redundant after a while.  Basically, I have hypothyroidism.  This is a rather odd thing to have.  It was also the hardest for my doctors to diagnose.  I don’t know why it was so hard for them to do so.  But I spent months going to different doctors:  a neurosurgeon, a neurologist, a rheumatologist, and my internalist.

            I had some issues with my limbs drawing up into a ball.  I have had my big toe contract to a 90-degree angle with my foot to the point that I just knew it- along with the bones in my foot- was broken.  I have had my fingers and my hand curl up and point in directions you would think were never intended.  I have been to the point that I could not feed myself, or dress myself, or comb my hair.  I have been scared that my children would have

The Truth about CJ

            Last night I went and had dinner with my husband, just the two of us.  It should have been a really great time for us to reconnect, but it wasn’t long before he brought up CJ and I was almost in tears.  I begged him to change the subject which he did, but I know that at some point in time, we are going to have to discuss the truth about CJ.

One of those mornings

Perhaps I shouldn’t have teased my child so much when he complained of being sick earlier this week.  All week I’ve fought off what I at first thought was asthma.  By Wednesday night, I went to sleep in tears because I hurt so bad.  Then came last night and the worst possible thing that could have happened… did.