This week’s been weird. No sooner do I have a routine that I think I can stick with then life throws a curve ball at me.
I woke up with a minor cold on Monday but when you live with ulcerative colitis and dystonia, nothing’s minor. I started bleeding a bit and a quick check in with my UC groups confirmed that this is something I can expect going forward.
Luckily it seemed to pass quickly but then the end of the week got messed up by a couple of consecutive nights of bad insomnia, probably menopause induced. So by Friday I couldn’t really think straight and today (Saturday) I realized there was a kids’ party that I forgot to enter into the calendar and I realized it at 10:50–the party started at 11:00 about 25 miles away. The Cuban is not too happy with me right now.
And needless to say, my blogging schedule get messed up.
Anyway, this month I’m participating with the August Link Up Party for people with chronic illness. Go check it out and read some of the great posts from other chronic illness bloggers!
This is wildly appropriate for this month because that’s pretty much all I do is figure things out. Here’s just a few of them.
- Ketogenic Gaps
- My Fitness Pal
- How to navigate my daughter’s transitional years after high school
- Training my dog
- Getting my son with Down syndrome ready for the new school year and trying to figure out why the hell he’s been so difficult lately.
- What tattoo I really want to get.
BTW, I just figured out that I already used my carb allotment for the day and it’s only 12:00 as I write this.
I wouldn’t know. I have yet to complete a household chore. Luckily my family pitches in. Taking my own advice about boosting my mental health with hobbies, I got my lettering stuff together and am trying to spend a few minutes every day working on hand lettering. It’s a perfect way to detach from digital everything and is reminiscent of what I used to enjoy doing before life took over.
I sure wish things could be boring. There’s nothing I like more than just being home. But the reality of having two kids with special needs is that Mom and Dad have to be available for Uber duties. It’s exhausting and I really appreciate the days that I can just stay home.
I’m notoriously standoffish about hugging ANYONE. But I always have lots of love for my dogs. I like to call them my little antidepressants.
Here they are!