It’s 5:30 in the morning, and I’m awake. Same thing happened yesterday. Of course, I had a lot of trouble getting to sleep the last two nights, too. Something is wrong, but I don’t know what it is. I’m taking my sleep meds at night. I’m taking my depression pills everyday. I’m feeling alright, . . . → Read More: Something Is Wrong, But I Don’t Know What
My husband took last week off of work, and we had a great time as a family. It was great, until Friday. I was doing just fine, until a really sharp pain in my chest decided to scare the living daylights out of me. It was the worse pain that I ever . . . → Read More: I Hate Being Admitted To The Hospital
When you do a search for “autism” or “what is autism”, you get websites that will provide you with a sweet, scientific definition. It will tell you that it is a “complex developmental disability”, or a “brain-based disorder.” These definitions are a nice stepping stone for understanding what autism is, but they . . . → Read More: What Autism Is – The Good, The Bad, And The Ugly
I had my two week follow-up with my doctor. We talked about how I was doing, and I tried to be very detailed in answering her. I have still been having trouble sleeping. Not as bad as I was, but still not getting enough sleep each night. I’ve also been noticing a drop in . . . → Read More: Change In Medicine For Depression
Touchstone by Andrea K. Host reading this today, for the 5th time. I love this series.
It was a great weekend! I spent it doing things with the family, and getting more cleaning done around the house. My husband had to work Saturday, and my son had time with his community worker. This . . . → Read More: Weekend With Family and More Cleaning
I was able to get a lot of cleaning done yesterday. I also got creative with dinner, and put together a new meal. I used to love trying out new ideas in the kitchen. It felt really good to be doing that last night. It turned out pretty good. I washed dishes . . . → Read More: Cleaning And Checking On Storm Damage
I was able to get an appointment with my doctor yesterday. The first sentence out of my mouth was difficult. I told her that my parents and husband were concerned about depression. She stopped what she was doing, and sat back in her chair. She asked about family history, my history of . . . → Read More: Started Taking Meds For My Depression