When I have down days, I usually come to the internet and WebMD. Lately it's all seemed too much to do.
Caprice/Mona is back! I was so glad to hear from her I cried. Albert held me and said it was wonderful that she has returned. She's not working for WebMD and is just another person in our community. She is wise, stays calm, and likes everyone. She was also abused and she could relate to a lot of posts.
My weight loss is very slow. I'm not hungry most of the time but I can't keep taking all my meds on an empty stomach. Helena and I counted the other day and I take 43 pills a day. Criminy, I should be healthy as a horse but I'm not. I don't understand most of this. And my new DrP (psychiatrist) told me that two of my psych meds were hindering my efforts but he would not take them away. I figured as much.
I was trying to see DrB every other Tuesday but he said no, every week until I have surgery. sigh On the other hand, we'll keep in touch weekly until I am able to sit down. Speaking of that, I will only be able to stand or lay down for 3 months. I will be allowed to go to the bathroom sitting down. I'm very thankful!
Our whole town has had lots of internet crashes over the last week. Starting Saturday evening we had no internet at home and I just figured it was down again. Finally this evening I called AT&T and discovered my wireless modem had failed. So I am sitting at the dining room table with all kinds of wires feeding my laptop. They will be here Wednesday morning at 9am to set us up with Uverse. Not only that but they are reducing our home service for the next twelve months to $44 plus taxes and fees. We've been paying $98 for a long, long time. That was nice news.
Our first snow is beautiful. Temps are rising and I will be more apt to leave the house. I need to get working on the final books for the store for 2013. And I will need to set up 2014 so our Sales Manager will be able to enter the information and try to keep me up to date. I know she can do it and I'm looking forward to the time she says "I have done everything".
I read a story on the internet about a mother who wanted everything to be perfect. She took out all of her frustration on her older daughter. Eventually the mother realized that life didn't have to perfect. She began handing out praises to her daughter and the other two children. I sent the story to my younger son who got blamed for everything in my effort to make him the model child. He hasn't responded and may never refer to the story. But I am glad I sent it to him along with another apology for his lousy childhood.
That's all for now.
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