I woke up this morning, and frankly, it was a bit of a blur. I'm mean I really do believe I woke up, I even made myself walk to the vending machine for some peanut butter crackers, and some exercise. Afterwards I got back in bed, got my meds and went to sleep. So just a minute ago, I woke up after having this very bizarre, dream about Jesicca SImpson, of all people, she was hurt or something, but I'm not super clear on how, or why, ...Jessica Simpson..seriously...I know my brain is getting screwy when she starts sneaking in!
Anyway, al of a sudden, I heard a huge siren, like an ambulance or fire truck horn, and I woke up in a shot! Just had to sit up, and TaDa, lunch had been delivered! Broiled catfish, spanish rice, and carrots, and 2 count them, 2 vanilla puddings! I love my cool food guy, he's always hooking me up with extra dessert!
Well I ate everything but the carrots, and amazingly I feel pretty good. My energy seems to be coming around, even if it is in these short sharp little bolts! I can totally take that. I might actually work on some Hopper drawings today! Wow you guys, I don't wanna jinx it but, Im really happy to be feeling like this, really.
Like my friend Laura helper-Ferris said to me yesterday, sending love and light, well, I can feel every bit of the love and light you guys are sending!! Love y'all so much!!!
I'll probably add to this post a little later!
Bon Courage!
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Go girl!
ReplyDeleteI will have to tell you about my French Hospital experience and pyschadelic dreams. Also that week the boys were born was a long dream of morphine and transfusions. I am glad you are feeling better. That anemia is no fun! Love Laura, Brian and the Boys
It's the Demerol. Pretty sure that's what caused me to have the freaky Fantasia trip when waiting to deliver Will with no epidural.
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