I'm in my first day back to low carb and am hungry as fuck.
I'm eating grilled cheese -- swiss on lowcarb bread with plenty of butter.
Then I'm going to bed.
'Get It Done'
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I'm in my first day back to low carb and am hungry as fuck.
I'm eating grilled cheese -- swiss on lowcarb bread with plenty of butter.
Then I'm going to bed.
20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.This one is wonderfully clever, actually.
Cindy, how are you feeling this morning?
I'm feeling pretty well, vw. I don't think I've had a fever for a few days, but I was just feeling knocked out and, well basically I've been dragging my butt to do anything I've done. I don't think I've left my house since a week ago, last night (well, I've been in our yard, but no further). Scott's going to go back to work today, even though he still had a fever when he went to the doctor, yesterday. He went to the doctor yesterday, for what the doctor thinks might be an infected bug bite or allergic, right up at the top of his thigh, but talked to the doctor about the virus while there.
Julia had Fifth disease. It's a virus kids (and their parents!) get and went around our elementary school in June. You don't generally know they have it until it's over with and they get the rash well after the fact, which she got on Fourth of July weekend. The fevery part of the virus hit her sometime in mid-June. We're just going to be spending the rest of the summer, seeing if we get the rash (or joint pain, or the more serious complications that I am trying to ignore).
L, Scott's sister (the one who had breast cancer, and is currently being treated for ovarian cancer) has been in town since the 11th. We haven't yet seen her, because we didn't want to expose her to anything, and because we felt like crap. Hopefully, we will see her a lot over the weekend.
Wow, you guys have really been through the ringer. I hope this is the end of it. Also, I hope you get to see your SIL lots this weekend.
I got up without my alarm this morning. I think this is a good sign. I think my body is calming down from all the "trauma" (I use that for lack of a better word...my shrink uses it frequently) it's been through the last several weeks. This makes me feel quite good.
Also, I have therapy today, and I didn't page my therapist all week. I dealt with everything on my own. That's an improvement on the last several weeks as well.
That is wonderful, vw. I'm so proud of you.
We're okay. We were never terribly sick, just sick enough to be miserable and useless, and for a little too long.
I'm so proud of you.
Thank you. I'm a little proud of me too. I only had a few moments of, "This is never going to end." Most of the time I was more like, "This is only temporary. I'll be back on my feet soon." So, that's also a bit encouraging. Of course, all of my friends and family's encouragement was of the former, which helped muchly.
and for a little too long.
That's the extra sucky part.
Hey, if anyone has some extra ~ma lying around today, my mom could use it. She's taking her big project management certification test. She's very nervous, but also very prepared, I think. So, some test~ma would be greatly appreciated.
Oh yeah, all the best to your mom, and a boatload of confidence, too!
I see that interesting conversation about pornography, well, petered out.
Ok...I've swept the bathroom and kitchen with my fabulous new broom. I got behind all the hidden corners and everything. It was gross, and I'm not drenched in sweat again. I can't wait to shower.