It's 8:00 a.m. and I've already taken on Ativan. Still everything is bouncing around inside of me at a frantic pace. It's like my chest cavity is a bounce house and my organs are overly eager children. bounce bounce bounce, hit a wall, fall down!
This morning my shakes (now internal bounces) are accompanied by cold sweats and nausea.
What the HELL?! That's all I can say.
Good news: my child is adorable. Seeing him doesn't make me feel like running. I love him so much I could never leave.
Not as good news: despite the above, seeing him this morning made me sweat and shake uncontrollably.
I would type more but it's becoming increasingly difficult.
more later...
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