D's home. We're getting ready to head back to the car. I want to tell him to stay in his car and let me change my own tire but I know that would be a waste of breath.

Well, my foray into the world of sleep aids didn't work too well. I'm wide awake and hurting again. And Lunesta's supposed to be like Ambien CR, but it's not for me, not when it hurts real bad.

I think this also proves that the resistance to pepperoni that I thought I had is non-existent. AND if I go to the ER tonight, there's no way I can drive to Watchmen at 3. I really shouldn't buy tickets ahead of time. Because if I don't go to the ER I don't think I'd be able to go anyway.

Such an idiot.

(((((Stephanie)))))

At least my body's weird 4 AM wake up call has become a 5 AM wake up call. I do usally fall back to sleep for at least a little while. I don't know how people who can't sleep at all manage to function.

My problem is that I wake up so sharply, never mind the pain. Somehow lying down keeps me agitated.

But with this migraine there is no sleep.

Meh. Limited, restless sleep last night and a follow-up mammogram this morning. Yay. Last night the cat decided to curl up right against my good ear and fell asleep, complete with surprisingly loud snores, within 10 seconds. It was cute for 5 minutes, and annoying thereafter. Luckily I'm 20 times bigger than he is, so moving was easy enough. Still, 10 seconds from madly pouncing on floor lint to deep sleep? I'm so, so jealous.

I slept like the dead. Didn't budge until my alarm went off at 6:45.

Mostly I was impressed that the three posts in a row listed three different drugs. No Ambien monopoly here.

We can hook you up, dude. I know a guy who knows somebody.

I didn't budge when my alarm DID go off at 6:00. It's been a slow morning. Today may not go so well at school.

It's snowing. HOW IS IT SNOWING??? It was 60 degrees yesterday!

I'm up, as is Emeline, though Emeline will not be going to school today. She got up at 1:30 am because she'd had a bad dream she was "lost". This may not be surprising as she's been pushing a 100+ degree fever all weekend. We gave her children's Motrin and she promptly threw up (we suspect it went down the wrong pipe when she tried to take it and it all snowballed...or whatever...from there). So today Aims is calling in (finally...she's been sick all last week and has been a real trouper for her work, dragging her ass in when she felt like hammered shit death because another woman in her office was out) and will be aiding me in Emeline care and we're taking sweet Em to the doctor a little bit later.

In the meantime I bide a while with you, sweet Buffistas, while waiting for Em's school to turn off their answering machine that I may, you know, let them know Em won't be coming in today and possibly tomorrow. I've already alerted day care.

Parents; we do more before 8 am than any fucking Marine.

I slept well without my usual sleep aide. I woke up early to take CJ to the bus at 6am. He is headed up to the big snow for an all day snowboarding lesson and fun. Now I'm kicking it until it is time to head to work. Oh, joy.