June 19, 2013
June 18, 2013
Just Fine
People I don't know have been asking me if I am okay. Which translates into, "You look like serious hell." I don't have the energy to explain I have an autoimmune disease and how that affects me, so instead, I tell them I am just fine. We always all know it is a lie, but whatever.
I haven't heard from the rheumatologist even though the new drug has been approved for over a month. I have totally given up on them. I don't really believe the diagnosis anymore anyway. Something is wrong, but after all the drugs they've thrown at it that haven't worked, I don't think they have it right. So I am done chasing them. I have a naturopath appointment later this week. Maybe we can wave some shaman sticks at it or something. At this point, it can't do any worse. I just wish it weren't so depressing and hopeless feeling. I have zero control over my ability to even smile. I hate that.
I haven't heard from the rheumatologist even though the new drug has been approved for over a month. I have totally given up on them. I don't really believe the diagnosis anymore anyway. Something is wrong, but after all the drugs they've thrown at it that haven't worked, I don't think they have it right. So I am done chasing them. I have a naturopath appointment later this week. Maybe we can wave some shaman sticks at it or something. At this point, it can't do any worse. I just wish it weren't so depressing and hopeless feeling. I have zero control over my ability to even smile. I hate that.
June 17, 2013
June 16, 2013
Star Power
Is it a fielder?
Is it a hitter?
Is it a base runner?
No! It's an All-Star! Coming to you on July 7th at this year's Rookie League All-Star Game!
And can we all just breathe a big sigh of relief and say, "THANK GOD!" It was his big goal at the beginning of the year, and would have been totally crushed if he hadn't been voted in. I think he did deserve it, but am really glad the coaches agreed.
What a charmed year this child has been having so far...
June 15, 2013
Hitting streak
The game at Helfaer Field this morning was rained out. And yet, the Yankees played on the Glendale fields at the same time. It wasn't raining. Sucky. The kids were really looking forward to playing at Miller Park, too. But alas, the Yankees pulled off a nice win despite it. C-man went 3-3 hitting and was great in the field. And tomorrow, second verse, same as the first. Except this time, it's against the Brewers.
June 14, 2013
Let's get this summer started
This morning, I put my child on the bus for his last day two hours of 2nd grade. (2 hours!? What the heck?) A bittersweet day for C-man - saying goodbye to a teacher he's liked, but more importantly, to his very best friend who is leaving the state after school today. But he's happy because he's an 8 year old boy who is almost on summer vacation.
This school year seemed to fly by so much faster than the others. Work was a bit insane for me, and I felt like I totally lost 3 months of my life. 3 months of that little toothless smile. What a shame.
So now we move into summer. Those happy, sunny, warm days when the craziness is about it being fun and not about having to get homework done or being somewhere at any specific time. Instead, it's about needing to do laundry because the clothes are all dirty from playing on the beach or sliding into too many bases.
Ahhh... I've been waiting for this.
This school year seemed to fly by so much faster than the others. Work was a bit insane for me, and I felt like I totally lost 3 months of my life. 3 months of that little toothless smile. What a shame.
So now we move into summer. Those happy, sunny, warm days when the craziness is about it being fun and not about having to get homework done or being somewhere at any specific time. Instead, it's about needing to do laundry because the clothes are all dirty from playing on the beach or sliding into too many bases.
Ahhh... I've been waiting for this.
June 13, 2013
Gnarly
Taken before the leaves budded out, this photo accurately describes how I'm feeling today. Inside, I am gnarled and knotted in a way that doesn't feel like it'll ever straighten out.
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