Oftentimes when someone doesn’t write for extended periods of time, there is usually something going on to keep that person busy. That hasn’t exactly been the case here. My evenings have been busy, just busy with reading all the free books on Kindle I can find when I’m not on the toilet or putting a child back in bed for the umpteenth time.
With Jeff’s work and school schedule, we don’t get a lot of time together in the evening, and since I only watch t.v. on Monday and Tuesday nights (Dancing with the Stars), I needed something to fill my time without making me feel lonely. Books are wonderful friends, an easy way to escape into someone else’s life and problems. Frankly, though, when I read for fun, I want to read happy endings, and I want to read something that flies me away to lands of adventure and intrigue my daily life doesn’t see. I can handle problems, as long as they are resolved at the end.
Kindle’s free book selection is okay, but not great, and there have been countless books that I’ve deleted because they are pure trash or poorly written. If you own a Kindle, they do have a “loan” function, so if you have some great recommendations for me, I’d be happy to get in on the action.
My health is still a tricky business, and the alternating antibiotics made my diarrhea so much worse and 2 of the 5 made me throw up nearly every day, so I’m finally off all of those all together since the benefit didn’t outweigh the side effects. Interestingly enough, I’ve had 3 meals in the last month stay in overnight…even some food I shouldn’t have eaten from the Texas State fair. However, my days have been really really rough for some reason, even to the point of tears, like this past Sunday. After church I spent my afternoon (not napping) but hopping in between the toilet and the tub, trying to soak my poor pitiful bottom. You may wonder what happened to Coco the bidet. Nothing. Even she wasn’t bringing me any relief.
Two days later, it’s still incredibly painful to go, but not to the extent of Sunday. I have to remind myself, when I’m in the midst of excrutiating pain, that typically after a round of awful diarrhea, my overall diarrhetic content is marginally better. In fact, this may be TMI, but my diarrhea is now, usually, penne rigati-esque in shape and form….not just a thick milkshake mass. (So sorry, I know that’s gross, but at the same time, it’s progress!!)
I’m set to begin a second round of the growth hormone. All the paper work’s done and we’re just awaiting my start date. I’m really not looking forward to beginning that again, as it made me throw up last time, but since we got about an inch of growth from the first round, I’m certainly willing to give it another try, as bad as the side effects are.
It has been a busy month. Our Gideon turned 5, and we celebrated Star Wars style. I had the children make lightsabers out of poster board and empty paper towel rolls while Jeff dressed up like Darth Vader so all the kids could battle him. They all loved it, even Jeff.
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