If we were to meet for cocoa…
I would tell you that today feels like a Monday. Ben took a 4-day weekend and boy did we soak it up. We went on a date and used an actual baby-sitter. Right as we were walking out the door, Andrew fell and bit his lip. Lots of blood, lots of tears, and a wonderful baby-sitter who calmly took charge.
Over the weekend, I saw Sue, my nurse practitioner. After having me do a few balance tests, she decided a specialist would be the next best option to figure out this nausea. Oh how grateful I am for Sue.
After an incredibly hard week last week, I was able to meet with a therapist and start medication for my anxiety and depression. It takes about a month for me to notice any difference, which slightly scares me, but I am thankful for my supportive husband who helped me tremendously during his 4-day mini-vacation.
I would tell you that today is a mellow day. I received a phone call that my grandmother died this morning. I had mixed feelings when I heard she had passed away. She had suffered from Parkinson’s for at least ten years now. For the last five, dementia has settled in leaving her vastly different from the grandma I grew up with. While I am sad to say good-bye, I am grateful she has been released from her physical and mental pain.
I would share our latest exciting news: our final decision for where we will attend medical school. Watch out Midwest, our family is headed in that direction!
I would refill your cup and tell you how wonderful a warm beverage is on these cold, winter months. My dear husband fixed our stroller last night so the kids and I will be able to get out, but walking in the cold weather isn’t exactly thrilling–not in a pleasurable manner anyway.
I would give you another hug and tell you to stay as long as you’d like. It’s nice to visit with an old and good friend.
Grab a mug of something warm (or cold for those in different parts of the world) and tell me, what would you share?