Since surgery.
I am I feeling better? Not really. Yes, things are improving. I can unload the dishwasher. I can walk around more.
The pain is out of control in the mornings and evenings.
I think I officially hate my pajama pants. Yes, me...the one who ADORED her pajama pants wishes she had a place to go so she could take them off and put on jeans.
I wonder if I still remember how to drive. Maybe I should take the test again just to make sure.
I have an appointment with the doctor next week. Hoping to find out more answers.
One month...I am trying to not to think that it has been wasted but that's about how I feel.
About Me
- the story of my life...
- I am the oldest of 4 children. Born with hands on my hip and orders flying out of my mouth. I grew up fast. My thoughts swirl in my head over and over before I will post them...mainly due to the fact I can't type or spell very good or is it well? I have always been the take control organize and plan everything child. Until I had kids...now they take control and they plan everything. I married the love of my life over 10 years ago. On the days I think of trading him in I remember I must give up my in-laws...I would never do that! I wonder if I could get visitation with them? I spend most of the days convincing my children that just because your born doesn't mean you "get" to go to Disneyland, have a cell phone or any other snazzy item that will break my bank. I have to count to 20 everyday before I lose my temper and barely make it to 8 before I lose my patience. I have to tell my kids everyday at least 5 times I love them just to try and help them forget how Not so perfect I am. This is the story of our life...I hope you enjoy and if you don't feel free to email me at Captianclock@aol.com
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1 ...Stalker Comments:
Ohhhhh there must be moments of frustration! You need a new pair of fun, DIFFERENT pajama pants! Maybe get on Old Navy online :) Hang in there!!
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