I’ve been doing nothing but sleep for the last three days. I feel like a wet noodle most of the time. All I do is sleep, stare at the tv and go to doctors appointments. I have such a feeling of dread hanging over me it’s a wonder I can get up. If I didn’t have to puke in the morning, I wouldn’t bother getting out of bed.
I hate waiting for biopsy results. The dread of facing the third time around is serious business. I really don’t know if I have the power to fight again.
I swear, our house has the worst heating/cooling system in the world. I have sweaters, t-shirts, sweats and shorts strategically placed throughout the house. So I can change clothes from room to room. Our bedroom, which is at the end of the duct run is the worse room in the house. It’s temperature is in direct polar alignment with the temp outside. In the summer, we swelter and in the winter we freeze. Even on the first floor, the dining and living room are nice and comfortable but the kitchen, family room and bath are freezing. I could conceivably hang beef in my basement it’s so cold right now. Oscar won’t even come down unless I put a sweater on him, and he goes everywhere I do.
Off to make fish taco’s for dinner. I hope mom likes it.
Thanks for giving me a place to rant.