Things that are un-fun - Sitting in an emergency room on a Sunday afternoon. Michael had an allergic reaction to something that went from itching like he'd been given morphine to difficulty breathing. No one has any idea what might have caused it, but it took two shots and about an hour before he was stable enough to come home. We're concerned that it might be his blood pressure medication, but since he's been taking it for a month and a half with no problems, the doctor doesn't think that it's the culprit. The only other thing was the fresh spinach salad I fixed for supper Saturday night, and it's doubtful that it would have taken that long to cause that much reaction. At any rate, I'm tired today. Welcome to Monday.
I thought about deleting all the past posts - none of them have any meaning to anyone but me anyway- but I couldn't do it. Let them sit there, unread and unremembered. There were no posts in 2009. There was nothing positive I could find to say, although there were happy moments mixed with the sad. The sweet mixed with the bitter. The birth of my nephew, the death of my mother, the numbness that followed, and lingers. The start of my journey towards an MBA, the job that no longer inspires me, the purchase of an Airstream to help bring me back to center. That was 2009. This is 2010. It's time to turn and face forward, and soldier on.
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