Tired

I was so tired this past weekend. I would take a nap, get up, then want to just go right back to sleep. And still go to bed early.

We have all been fighting a cold. We are all sniffly sneezy, so maybe that's it. Maybe it's readjusting to the new blend of meds. Maybe it's the stress of the past few weeks catching up. Who knows.

I woke up this morning with a horrible earache. I felt like I was on a plane - everything sounded muffled and my ear hurt so so much.

I got an early appt with Dr. Tinney and she said there was no infection but a lot of pressure and congestion. She said the pain was actually because of an ulcer inside the ear canal - like a canker sore.

Nothing really to do but wait for it to heal - she suggested putting a few drops of peroxide inside the ear every few hours. She also gave me a nasal spray to help with the congestion.

I am miserable, but it's miserable in the worst way because I'm totally not sick enough to stay home and be miserable in private. I have to go to work and be miserable there. I am quite cranky about this whole thing!!

Bad Weekend

I started getting a migraine on Friday and by Saturday morning I was in bad shape. We were supposed to go to Atlantic City on Saturday, but I kept throwing up everytime I tried to move. It was awful. I finally crawled back into bed and Erik went without me. I felt awful - that I missed the trip, that Erik had to go alone, that I didn't get to spend time with his family, that my head was imploding.

The whole morning I was in so much pain I couldn't even sleep. Once my meds kicked in the pain and nausea went away enough so I could nap. Or rather, slip into a coma for most of the day. I woke up in the afternoon, just before my mom brought Lisey home. I spent the rest of the day letting her watch TV since I just felt too bad to do anything. I ended up finally taking a Tylenol 3 and that took the edge of the pain.

Today was a little bit better - still a little nauseated but somewhat functional. I let Erik sleep in this morning but by about 11 I couldn't take it anymore, and went back to bed. I slept until 4. Erik's been super good with the kids and even did the grocery shopping and picked up dinner.

I had phased out one of my daily meds but I am going to have to go back on it. This migraine was so bad that my meds barely touched it. Ugh ugh ugh.

Like Father, Like Daughter..

So today I got The Letter. From Lisey's teacher. Informing me that she isn't getting her work done because she keeps spacing out daydreaming and just doesn't seem to understand time constraints. That she's very smart and can do the work, she just doesn't, and then says she'll just finish at home and doesn't understand why that isn't acceptable.

Of course, I was upset. I was worried. I was trying to figure out a plan and think of what to say to her and what I could do to get her back on track.

Erik read the letter and started laughing so hard tears were running down his face.

Because apparently this is the SAME LETTER his parents received at least once a year, sometimes twice, from grades K-7. It is the mother's curse - he has a child JUST LIKE HIM.

Gaaaaaah....