HellooooOOOOO! Happy Monday to you all!
I cannot believe that it is actually the last day of March. It's been a long month for me but I won't complain. (At least I am trying not to complain. Not too much.) I feel "off" today-- tired, cranky, stressed, and overwhelmed. All them not-so-good-feels.
Yesterday got off to a crummy start. My mom showed up with bagels without my dad. He wasn't feeling well since he had surgery on Friday and didn't tell me. You know, when he called me on Friday afternoon (yes-- postsurgery) to ask to come up for b-fast. He had a recheck recently with the urologist, who saw more cancer cells and scheduled him for another surgery. When all of this happened... not a clue. All I know is that he asked my mom not to say anything when she was here on Thursday. He didn't say anything on Friday on the phone or in any of the texts on Saturday.
I wasn't happy about this not telling the kids bit (again) but also this is the third time the cancer has come back. Which is pretty worrying to me.
I was upset and Cait and Gary were aggravated that I was upset, which ticked me off even more. At one point, I wasn't even sure of the who/what/why I was angry.
That seemed to trigger my POTS symptoms and the heart palpitations and skipped beats were happening all day. Which is annoying as well! Annoying and utterly exhausting.
I slept really well last night but even so, I woke up not feeling all that great.
No plans today other than talking to my brother. He texted me at 7 am to ask when I'd be available for him to call. I love my brother but I am not looking fwd to that. He is going to yell/grumble about how my dad has to stop keeping health "secrets" and I am going to agree, he is going to yell some more, and I am going to agree some more. BTDT. Lather/rinse/repeat.
This faery is a downer. Sorry 'bout that!
Feel free to do this to me:

Or

Or:

As long as you have fun, do your worst

I cannot believe that it is actually the last day of March. It's been a long month for me but I won't complain. (At least I am trying not to complain. Not too much.) I feel "off" today-- tired, cranky, stressed, and overwhelmed. All them not-so-good-feels.
Yesterday got off to a crummy start. My mom showed up with bagels without my dad. He wasn't feeling well since he had surgery on Friday and didn't tell me. You know, when he called me on Friday afternoon (yes-- postsurgery) to ask to come up for b-fast. He had a recheck recently with the urologist, who saw more cancer cells and scheduled him for another surgery. When all of this happened... not a clue. All I know is that he asked my mom not to say anything when she was here on Thursday. He didn't say anything on Friday on the phone or in any of the texts on Saturday.
I wasn't happy about this not telling the kids bit (again) but also this is the third time the cancer has come back. Which is pretty worrying to me.
I was upset and Cait and Gary were aggravated that I was upset, which ticked me off even more. At one point, I wasn't even sure of the who/what/why I was angry.
That seemed to trigger my POTS symptoms and the heart palpitations and skipped beats were happening all day. Which is annoying as well! Annoying and utterly exhausting.
I slept really well last night but even so, I woke up not feeling all that great.
No plans today other than talking to my brother. He texted me at 7 am to ask when I'd be available for him to call. I love my brother but I am not looking fwd to that. He is going to yell/grumble about how my dad has to stop keeping health "secrets" and I am going to agree, he is going to yell some more, and I am going to agree some more. BTDT. Lather/rinse/repeat.
This faery is a downer. Sorry 'bout that!
Feel free to do this to me:

Or

Or:

As long as you have fun, do your worst

