Wow, I’m kind of a non-blogger these days… it’s been what, since Thursday? That’s a bit slack of me. You all seem to have lived through it though
Okay, let’s see, where to start.
First of all. One night, Rob and I were sleeping as we are wont to do. He has this tendency to throw his covers off in the night, and then lay there shivering. I have a tendency to, when all the covers are thrown onto me, enjoy the extra coverage, and then be accused of hogging the blankets. Whatever. WHATEVER I SAY!!!
Anyway last week as we slept, he threw the covers off. At some point later in the night I woke up and discovered him shivering there like a little feather and since I’m so kindhearted actually started covering him up. He half-woke and asked what I was doing and I said “Bean, you have to keep your blankets on, or you’ll become a Robsicle!”
“A what?” he mumbled.
“A Robsicle!”
“A rock lobster?? Will I have long lobster hair and a guitar in my big claw?”
… then he fell back asleep. Funny part is that the next morning he didn’t even remember it. I was driving him to work and he said “I think I was dreaming about lobsters last night”. Then I reminded him and he couldn’t stop laughing.
On Friday afternoon I had an appointment with my doctor. We went through everything and she decided that I wouldn’t be going back to work until the 31st of January. Still though, the new meds *are* working, they’re just taking their time (well actually they’re taking the normal amount of time). Add to that the fact that I am supposed to get in to see a psychologist but she is only available during the day in January and I am supposed to see her before I can go back to work… so yeah. I’m stressing about it a little bit because this is not the impression that I wanted to give my principal, or my students, or their parents. I’m hoping they don’t start to hate me. However there’s nothing I can do about it and I’d rather get healthy than go into work and have some kind of meltdown happen because I went in before I was ready.
Other news, medically speaking: In the 3 and a half weeks since my last appointment, I lost twelve pounds. Twelve.
I haven’t been dieting, or exercising, really. I used to eat to comfort myself and I’m not doing that anymore– I’m not particularly interested in food. I eat to keep myself alive, and that’s it. So that’s good, right? And yes, I am eating healthy, balanced meals and I’m not starving myself– but holy. Twelve pounds in three weeks? Wow. The only way I can tell is that my sweatpants are a bit loose on me — but then that might just be because they’re five years old. And remember that I had apparently gained 7 lbs in between my first two appointments so really, I’ve only lost five lbs– the other 7 were just bringing me back to where I was before.
We shall see if this continues. I really should invest in a scale sometime– I just go to the dr’s office to get weighed and I can’t be there every week of my life.
Other news– CHRISTMAS CARDS. You want one? email me (louise AT cow-dog DOT net) with your address and you’ll get one. Before tomorrow, please, because I’d like to send them out tomorrow sometime.
Emilio and Judd are beginning to get along much better. I don’t think I’d mentioned, but Judd Nelson ended up being a total badass and actually started beating up on Emilio Estevez. Poor Emilio was covered in cuts and scrapes… we separated them for awhile, again, and took steps to kind of bully-proof their home. An extra igloo so that they wouldn’t fight over who got to hide out. Extra toys so they wouldn’t fight over toys. Separate cuddle time for each of them (Emilio likes to snuggle under my chin or in Rob’s elbow– Judd basically just tries to get in anywhere he can, including trying to hide inside my shirt. Lecher). They are cute little guys and I have to clean their cage today. BLAH!!!
Also we bought a fake tree the other day (I have never in my life had a fake tree– however we are not going home for the holidays, to either of our parents’, and we NEED a tree, and our apartment building only allows fake ones). It’s set up, but it needs to be “fluffed”. So that’s also a job of mine today. I have lots of decorations, but we’re hoping to find more, because, well, I don’t really know if I have enough decorations. The ones I had were used to decorate a tiny little tree that I used to have. IT looked full, but maybe a 6′ tree needs more. We’ll see.
Also that’s it. So there. Am I missing anything (aside from an internal editor)?
I love the dream stuff…we do the same thing. I can have whole conversations without remembering them (and sometimes while I’m awake, since the accident!). Ah…and good luck with the recovery…it sounds like you’re on the right track (but no talk-therapy? really? wow!)