GOOD MORNING!
Man did I laugh at the brit accent sounding TERRIBLE online.. My real life version one probably sounRAB sucky too but people are probably just humoring me!! hahahaha
Well, this weekend.. OMG is all I can say. Friday night... Normal night.. Went home... had a decent night with hubby.. I was too tired to bring anything up with him. Sunday I was so depressed I could not get out of bed until 5pm! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? Never in my life have I stayed in bed like that.. It's the depression. I called my Dr. this morning to address the situation again because I just can't keep feeling this way. She is out till Thursday. Then.... ON TOP OF IT. Yesterday had just gotten off the phone and was walking down the stairs from our bedroom (hard wood) and got my toe caught in my pant leg and turabled the entire way down... Ending with hitting my head against our entertainment stand and knocking me completely out. My husband jumped about 12 feet in the air and woke me up.... Made sure it was safe to move me and then he took me to the hospital. Cat scan came back normal. Prognosis,1 cracked right rib, sprained right knee, whip lash, concussion and pulled muscles all over my neck and back.. Bruises everywhere... It was a nightmare. So of course.... I am in pain everywhere.... I asked for IB profen 800 in the hospital. It did nothing.. I fought internally with myself for a good half an hour because they kept offering me pain meRAB.. Finally I buckled because I knew I would need sleep tonight as I HAD to be at work today for important meetings. I asked for a small quantity only.. I think he got the point and was very discreat. He gave me 10 vicodin and I am taking them as prescribed and I find nothing wrong with that actually. Am I wrong in my thinking? I don't feel guilt for once because I am using them for pain and not abusing them.. I am not saying I am not enjoying them.. I just am not abusing them.... Is that bad?
Well friend. That sums up my weekend. I am sorry to hear yours was hard!!!! CC, you can do this.. I know this struggle you face.... I pray for you so many times a day and so does my mom. There is something really special about you and I think sometimes you forget that so I am here to remind you. You are a beautiful strong woman, Mother, daughter, friend.... I wish I could see you in person so you really could look me in the eyes and know I mean every word I say. I would give you a big hug and help you make your big stand and I would have your back the whole way... DARN that Atlantic ocean....
Okay... this post is WAY too long.
XOXOOXOXOXX
~Blabber Mouth
