First of all, my kids are awesome. Just thought I'd throw that out there. I came into the living room to find them on the couch watching Dexter's Laboratory. I watched that show growing up so definite props to my brats for their choice of cartoons!
They're on fall break this week and I haven't seen them in (it feels like) forever so I got up early this morning and picked them up with absolutely nothing planned other than spending time together. We played a game with the dictionary. Jacob flipped through the pages and gave me words to see if I could define them. I was doing pretty good until he spat out "roll." I said that a roll is a pastry or bread. That's true, but that's not the definition he was looking for. I tried the verb, like what you do to a ball. Not what he wanted. He made me sit here and contemplate the many meanings of the word "roll," shooting down all of my responses, until I finally got frustrated and quit the game. At that point, he informed me that "roll" is the action inadvertantly performed by objects in water, such as a boat that rolls on the waves. Or as Jacob put it, "you know, like that song you always try to sing but can't." He was referring to "Rolling In the Deep" by Adele, which I sing just fine, thank you very much!
Bai is being all cuddly and sweet like she always does when she's sick. She was coughing a little bit when I picked her up and now she's getting slightly wheezy. I listened to her breathing when we got home and she didn't sound bad. I guess I need to check again. She's not coughing or anything anymore...she's just acting sick. The doctors gave her a daily corticosteriod that she's been using and that seems to be helping a lot. Even with the weather changing so drastically and so often, she hasn't had any trouble. I guess going without it these past few days since she's been out of school has made a difference. We'll have to keep an eye on her and utilize the inhaler.
My moods have been eratic lately. One day I'm fine. The next day I'm pissed and two hours later I'm depressed. Then the next day I'm just a little down until around 3pm when I perk up and get in a great mood. This shit is crazy. I went to the EFC to talk to my med lady. She thinks I might be a little depressed and very stressed out and it's manifesting in emotional displays. I told her about not being able to focus on school and having no motivation. She increased one of meds and added another. So now I'm on 4 different pills. That sounds worse than it is...2 of them are "as needed" and I never really take them.
I want to get an appointment book. Like the kind offices use. I might make a trip to Walmart and look at what they have. I've tried just drawing out my own little time charts, but I don't have anything to keep them in. I guess the best and cheapest solution to that would be to buy a small binder. Golly, I'm smart.
Right now I'm tired. And hungry. I'm going to get off my ass (which will be difficult because I'm laying with the computer in my lap, Bai cuddled up to my left, and Jacob drapped across my legs) and find something to eat. Then I might talk the kids into taking a nap with me. It's worth a shot.
Deuces!
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