Good morning Friday. It was a rough one last night. New bed, no sleep. Go figure. It’s a usual thing, or at least seems to be. Come home from the hospital… sleep really well the first night, don’t sleep the second. I don’t think I slept more than an hour last night. Miserable. Seems when I am sweating out the toxins my body temp doesn’t regulate properly… so I get hot, then cold, then hot. Constantly putting the covers on and off myself… sweating like a fiend. It’s nasty. I’m very very tired today. Not feeling that great, but I’m home, so that helps.
I’m ensconced in the family room, heating pad on my back, blanket on my lap, cup o’ green tea sitting next to me, and some design show from HGTV on the TV. I’m plugging through, as usual. This will pass. I will sleep tonight, I have confidence… and a sleeping pill if I have to. At least the mucous in the throat thing seems to be getting better. Yay!
Karen is working away in there… as usual. She is such a… I don’t even know… I love her so much. She is my strength, my solace, my split apart, my family, my life. There are no words to explain it really…. It’s love… plain and simple.