Yes, we are still sad around here. My poor Trev, I knew out of all the kids, Buster's death would hit him the hardest. He loved that dog. I've been surprised by my own feelings, I've never been one of those die hard dog lovers. I mean I've always loved and cared for my dog as well as all my pets. But I never let Buster sleep with me, he wasn't allowed on our furniture and God, I did cuss him when I had to pick up the piles of shit he would leave in Abby's room. Even with all that, he was very much my dog. He had to be in the same room as me and if he couldn't, he would lay outside the door until I opened it. He loved greeting me when I got home, I've often joked at how out of everyone, he was always the happiest to see me.
But we have to move on.
My father did not end up in the hospital and my sister ended up going to the doctor with him. He's obviously having some kind of reaction to one of his many medications. They've pinpointed one that they feel is the culprit so now he's off of it and hopefully, he'll start to improve. If he is not better by Wednesday, they will put him in the hospital.
I took the day off even though I didn't have to go with Dad. Call it a mental health day. I ran errands, spent money and I even took a 15 minute power nap before picking Trev up from school. I actually cooked a good meal-baked chicken, homemade mashed potatoes, homemade gravy, croissant rolls. Yes, a ton of carbs, a total comfort meal but it was so good.
I don't think I've mentioned how I've been having horrible pain in my hip. I'm talking can't walk without pain, can't get up without pain, can't sleep on that side. So I decided that I would take last week off of exercise and wouldn't you know, the pain went away. Last night I went for a walk with JR, did my normal 3 miles at a good clip but I didn't jog/run. I walked. So far no pain. Even though I would like to call myself a runner, I think my body is telling we otherwise. I've also decided to not sign up for another month of training class. I have a hard time not overdoing it when I go and right now, I'm really enjoying not being in pain. I know enough now that I can work out on my own.
Ally had a good day at school. She has moved past the crying stage of her break up. Now she's got the whatever attitude. Thankfully she never got so caught up in him that she ditched her friends so really, her life isn't all that different.
I don't know if it's due to the change in weather, it's finally cooling off here!! But I'm getting the itch to get crafty.
I'm also thinking about getting back on the South Beach diet, I did it in the past and I felt wonderful. It's a lot of cooking and planning but for the love of all things holy, I need to do something.
Before I go, I want to thank all of you that have still stopped by and visited me while I've either been away or a total, freaking depressed mess. I also want to thank those of you who emailed me privately. (((Hugs to you all.))))
Monday, October 29, 2007
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2 comments:
You are welcome chick! Glad Ally is not too bad... bloody boys eh? Come to think of it, bloody men too!
You are not a "freaking depressed mess"......you are human.....and shit just happens sometimes. :) There are enough of us out there who can relate with you on some level. We are gonna be here for ya.....cause that's what friends are for :)
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