So far so good in diary

  • Dec. 2, 2016, 7:22 p.m.
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Sleep won last night. I fought hard but ended up just going to bed for 2 hours. I kept jolting awake is what I can only say was fear. Of what, other than about what the heck this is. I can not say.
Today I got bathed, shampooed twice by accident (new brand and did not/can not tell the difference), and then went out to eat cause I was feeling dizzy tired. Humpty’s pan scramble is nowhere near how good it was any other time. Then went shopping for groceries, and even went to get bingo tickets and lottery for the weekened. Left one bag of groceries in the can cause I was tired by the time I got home. Not the knockout tired of the evenings, just fatigued a bit.
I have not made supper yet, but lunch was late. It’s after 7 and still not bad at all.
My last integration had homework to ‘do fun things’. I guess that was a bit of the out for lunch..although some of it was nothing easy to eat here. How do you do fun things with little/no money and limited energy? (cancel any oaths that is) Then the fact that it sucked just frustrated me a little.
I also remembered I was supposed to do something about where the water leaks out of the bathtub. I should have got the stuff today. Tommorrow for sure.
I did take the time to email Mom’s music therapist today. I had been meaning to, to ask how it was going and to suggest to focus on the aphasia, and her sending a report got me started. The report was overly positive for not seeing any results, but ....it did get me going. And there was the melodic change to the way she talks, even if it still does not make sense. Maybe the therapist can make more of it and know the direction to go.
Let’s see. I have energy so a bit about the kids. Chris is 27 now. Just turned. She is more like me all the time. Content but a bit discontent that those that don’t play by the rules prosper more than us straight shooters.
Chan is 26 and still fly by the seat of her pants a lot. But there are little things like pics on facebook about cookie making nights. Hopeful there are enough of them that the seat of the pants holds out.
Kath..is the hold togetherer, planner, want things perfecter. She worries about me, and I don’t want her to worry about me, but it does show she gets it better than most. I worry she is the sandwhich generation too soon. Raising kids and feeling like she needs to look after me too. I have no idea how her and Jon make it financially but the do and it makes me proud. She has more of a decorated house and more of a stylish house than I had at 40…and she is turning 25.
Well that’s it for now.
Life is good in the kids area…thank you universe.


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