Saturday, April 14, 2012
Tired of being tired
I'm so tired of being tired all the time. I'm tired of not being able to sleep at night, despite all the different meds the dr has tried. Why can't he just give me something that will knock me out and I'll wake up refreshed and ready to go in the morning. I'm already tired of this new label I have been burdened with. Yeah, I know it doesn't change me at all, but I can't help but feel different now that I have a label. I will never be able to just have a bad day, it will always be, "did you take your medicine"?
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
When the boys were small we used to play a game they made up. It was called "pick". It involved lining up all their hot wheel cars, of which they had a million, and by million I mean, about a thousand, or perhaps more like one hundred, but it seemed like lots more. Anyway, the cars got lined up across the living room floor. We would take turns picking cars until they were all picked. That was it. Take turns picking cars until they were all picked. Then line them up and do it all again. We could play this game for hours. I wish life could be that simple now.
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