Silly Mondays

Well, I spent Friday through Sunday sick out of my mind. The ER was a huge consideration, but I didn't want to put Sonny through that again. The vomiting and griping pain in my lower abdomen has subsided slightly. I'd love to say it is gone, but it will never be gone. I'm just so tired of being ill.
And I've all but given up on make up. Nothing covers the scars on my face very well any way, and I can't see the use in wasting any more money on foundations that won't work. I may still occasionally wear eye make up, but it doesn't seem to be worth the effort any at all lately. Especially since I don't leave the house much any more. I'm sleeping a lot more, which is good and bad. I'm not eating very much, nor well.
We have lunch reservations with friends today down at the Inner Harbor at a Brazilian restaurant, and I'm kinda looking forward to it. I love spending time with our friends; it cheers me up and takes my mind off all the pain for a short while. I just wish I felt up to par for it. I'm sitting here dreading getting my bath and getting dolled up.
I never thought I'd see the day where I don't want to do fun things. My life used to be all fun and laughter. It isn't much of either here lately. Don't get me wrong, Sonny and I have plenty of laughs and such while hanging out here at home...but it's not the same as getting out all the time and having those huge belly laughs that force you to shoot soda from your nose, etc...
Well, I need to quit doddling and get on with getting ready. I'm wishing you all buckets of spoons and a cheery week!!
Love to all!

My new dr thinks I'm crazy

My doctor appointment was on Wednesday...and my new doctor must think i'm a hypochondriac. Well, I can't blame him really. He doesn't know me, or the struggles I've been through in the last year and a half. He said he can't start me on the anti-depressants, etc bc he's not a therapist. He can't send me to a rheumatologist bc he has no proof that I'm sick. He drew blood work and I see him again in a month. I really just want to yell and scream at him that waiting another month s not the answer, but he's the one with a medical degree.and he is very smart...he just needs a better bedside manner. He explained what he was doing and why he was doing it. He started me on Tramadol every 8 hours with two extra strength Tylenol to help with the chronic pain. It hasn't helped thus far, but I have to remain hopeful.

My new Pillow Top Mattress

Last week we ordered our new mattress. I was anxious and excited for a whole week waiting for it to arrive. We went and picked it up yesterday. A queen sized pillow top that is comparable to laying on clouds. Oh it felt so nice not having coils poking my hips and ribs last night. SOOOOO NICE!!!!
This is one of the small blessings that really do mean so much in my life.