
Blinding ear splitting crashing headache. Debilitation exhaustion. YOW spent the whole day sleeping off my non existent hang over, what the hell is wrong with me? I found I had forgotten coffee, so I drank a cup. Dainish over-nuked the last hot dog, so I ate a handful of raw almonds. I gotta get some gumption somewhere, I did a load of the child's laundry and hung them up to dry, then slept three hours. I am taking the iron the Dr. prescribed for me, I tried it on an empty stomach like it suggests but I felt like I was going to hurl.
So Sweet Bruce gave me some sweet corn and zucchini along with a bunch of cherry tomatoes from his garden. I ate the cherry tomatoes at work last night, (sorry Daine) I am going to drag my sorry ass to the kitchen and cook that corn if its my last attempt before another nap. I am pathetic, my floors need vacuuming, I cannot get the strength. Steven offered to come over and clean my house, I don't even want him to know how dirty it is.
Steven drives me to the Dr. tomorrow for the medieval torture chamber. I REALLY don't want to go.
MORE freeking drama! Huh Kimmie??
1 comment:
Yeah----but your drama is the real icky kind. Mine's just stoopid.
((((HUGS))))
Feel better and I'll say a prayer for you, girlie.
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