Rawr

I have had a headache for like four days.

Nothing major, just a slight neck ache and headache in my forehead.

Just enough to be annoying, but not enough to stop anything. Just enough to make me throw a slight fit in the kitchen and then quietly do the dishes (I can do those Sweetie).

Sometimes I eat fries just for the condiments.

TJizzle just saved me from the world's largest spider. He is quite handy.

Today Prom Date fixed the fan. He is also quite handy.

I am lucky to live with two such handy young gentlemen.

Holy shit, I might be tired. I better take advantage of this while I can!

Cookies

Today I baked.

Things I like...

1. Having a kitchen.

This is the thing I like. I have cooked more in the last month than I have in the last three years combined. I am pretty much enamored with everything about this new life I am carving out.

Dinner was a hit. : )

I also occasionally feel like my life is an episode of New Girl. Only with a lot more turkeys and hugs.

I also like this.

I might be deliriously happy. Maybe. Probably. I am.

Fishie Family!

There is something I need to address here in this blog.

This is a serious topic that is close to my heart and has caused me a ton of pain over the past few months.

Rotting Roy.

The dissolution of my marriage has sadly brought about the end in the chronicles of the dissolution of Roy.

I am sorry Roy. I have failed you.

But never fear! There are new heroes on the horizon! Small, gold, and alive...

THE FISH FAMILY!

There is a TJizzle fish, a Prom Date fish, and a Me fish. They live in a spigot jar and stare at me when I eat breakfast.

Prom Date won them for me at the fair. I got my choice of anything I wanted. Large stuffed animals, glowing Mohawks, the kind carnie from the ring toss game. And of course I chose the the game with the living things that required equiptment and care.

But, because he is pretty much the best person on the planet, he won me some fish and then took me to the store where we spent at least an hour getting the PERFECT fish set up. He also didn't complain too much when pink rocks got all over the kitchen and we had to stay up past midnight to allow our fishie family a chance to get acclimated.

Did I mention yet that he is pretty much the best ever?

Hope

This is my chest.

This is where I will put my hopes.

Or bright orange snow pants. I might put those in there too. The winter clothes will smell wonderful.

Prom Date bought it for me. He is quite the guy.

Or I could store a dead body in there.

Oh God. We are teetering on a fashion emergency. TJizzle is trying to leave the house in plaid on plaid.

I cannot allow this to happen.

This is almost as bad as jean on jean.

I have saved him from this terrible fate.

He has selected a solid blue shirt. This is by far the better option and now he can pick up hot nurses.

I need to go back to work. I am about to go crazy with boredom. The house is clean. The laundry is done. The fridge is cleaned out. I might even... GASP... clean the floors. I do need to make up some sugar cookie dough but that would require me to wash the dishes I pulled out of the fridge and I don't know that I am that motivated yet. They aren't due until babysitting tomorrow morning so my natural urge to procrastinate is taking over.

I start sitting again tomorrow for the Stinks and then I have my first camp on Monday. Then I will feel better.

I was thinking last night about the fatigue when I was first diagnosed. I would take my pill at 7 am on the dot and by lunch at 12:30 I was falling asleep in my car. I would have to push through the rest of the day and then I would get home and pass out on the couch where I would pretty much sleep until the morning. Just getting up when my alarm went off to take my pill at 7 pm. I would say in general I am more tired than I was before diagnosis, but I am so glad that this particular side effect has pretty much cleared up.

When we were in Baltimore and then again when I was helping Prom Date and his family out this weekend I did notice that I wear out more quickly. That is frustrating. I noticed in Baltimore that a day of walking was way harder on me than it had been the year before. I hate that. Luckily I am stubborn enough not to let it stop me.

Few and Far Between

Sometimes you like songs because you hope someone else will identify with them.

My updates have been so few and far between because I have been doing so well! So few headaches.

Thursday night I didn't make it to the pharmacy in time and I was completely and totally out of acetazolamide. This meant that I missed my dose of acetazolamide at night and then the pharmacy doesn't open until 9 so I was going to miss it in the morning as well. : / not good. The last time I missed acetazolamide was when I was first diagnosed. There were allergy issues and so we had to wait to hear from the doctor to make sure everything was ok. I ended up in the hospital.

Things were even more complicated because I still don't have a car. So it wasn't like I could sneak out and pick up my prescription at the pharmacy by school. Plus my mom was out of town for the week. So she couldn't even help me out. It had the potential to be very very bad.

Then Prom Date stepped in.

"So do you need to me to get your prescription when the pharmacy opens tomorrow?" nod.
"Do you need me to bring it to school?" nod.
"Are you going to be ok until then?" shrug.

He has been wonderful this week. Not only carting me back and forth to school but also trying to help me find a car. Both he and TJizzle have gone a long way to helping me start rebuilding my confidence that has been kind of shattered.

Things tend to get messed up in your mind even if you are the one who walks away.

But now I have not one but two leads on cars and an interview for a summer job on Tuesday. I am pretty excited about it.

Happy Summer Saturday!

Lasagna

I am making lasagna for the boys.

I owe them a lot.

Mainly my second chance.

I will be making lasagna on Saturday but everyone knows that you have to make the sauce ahead of time for optimum flavor awesomeness. So I will hopefully be doing that today.

Have I mentioned that adult decisions are hard?

Confessions

I love Kesha.

Like a lot.

I'm sorry TJizzle, I know this was a secret that I shared just with you, but I had to confess it to the world.

Anyone who can manage to work the word mangina into a song deserves my love and respect.

I had a rough afternoon yesterday. Tingly face and I was stupid. These days are frustrating because I can't perform basic tasks. Things like writing on the board for the kids become an insurmountable task because I can't remember how to spell basic words.

Frustrating.

At least I had apple pie and a huge chunk of cheese for breakfast!

Wake Up

I keep getting this feeling that this is all a dream and I am going to wake up.

I wouldn't change a thing.

I have lost weight. Maybe 10 pounds? So I don't know if that has something to do with how great I feel lately. Apparently the bigger thing is a restriction in sodium and a reduction in fluid intake, which is interesting since I am on a diuretic. I don't know. All I know is that I feel so much better.

I got my hairs cut. Wanna see? I'm pretty.

Fun night last night. I hung out with a super old friend from high school. I think I'm going to name him the Vampire. I got completely smashed on two screwdrivers. I got home an hour later than expected and my mom had called the police. I am not even kidding.

I need to move out of here.

Move over TJizzle, I'm hopping in!

Change

A week ago today I moved out of my house.

I am not going to air my relationship dirty laundry here, but I am not going back.

Since leaving I have not had a headache.

I have people to thank. Prom Date, TJizzle, Mom, Step-Dad, Mrs. Rocketship, the Doosh. <3

Happy Mother's Day.