While her godmother was staying at casa ulitave for the week, I told
11yo got out of bed promptly every morning at 6 am sharp. She loves the new wake up time. I got her up at 6 today (her alarm-setting skills need work). It was the easiest, most stress-free morning we've had in ages.
In general, we had a great weekend. 11yo and I had some long conversations about her and her mom. Basically, her mom believes some problems can;t be solved, they have to be lived with. I don't believe that - I try not to believe that. I found an example 1st Ex had instilled in 11yo and let her figure out a solution.
I'm still quite tired from the Video EEG, and still having long bouts of dizziness. I called Dr. A's office this morning. They sounded a bit concerned. Everyone at work is happy to see me. They also say I look like shit, which is true. My family has called and checked on me daily. That's so unlike them I'm wondering how sick I really look.
I sent Cat and Bird to a major journal this morning. That felt good, if I redefine good to mean "bowel-shaking terror". That could have been the hospital food though.
Allright, enough of this guff. I know what everyone really wants...
( Creepy medical pictures...Collapse )