Search This Blog

Saturday, May 7, 2022

Friday Night/Saturday Morning

 How’s that for a headline? Gripping, right?

Mother’s Day: 

Loaded Holiday. So is Valentines Day. So much unnecessary pressure. We don’t do Valentine’s, that was my idea. After YM was born that day it just couldn’t be topped. I was and am happy with Valentines being replaced as a birthday. 

Mother’s Day, since my oldest was married it’s always been a day to punish me when his wife was in a mood. I’d get nothing and receive no phone calls from him. The OM does the same now, started last year. 

Expectations seem to fall short of the Hallmark cards.

We should maybe show the people that we love how we feel more than one day a year instead of a holiday. That seems like it would just be nicer to randomly do something special, any little thing that’s personal and will express true feelings. 

Take your mother to lunch

Buy your mom a coffee and have a nice chat

Bring your mom some flowers just because.

Buy a nice candle to warm her heart.

Send her for a massage add in a nice glass of champagne.

Rake your mother’s leaves

Mow her grass

Buy her a new dress

Walk her dog

Give her a card in which you write something personal 

Say “ I love you” before she does.

Just any day of the year. It will mean a lot, I promise. 

I’m starting to feel the 4 iron level. I’m looking like I have an iron level of four!! I’m so pale even my tan went away! I maybe look a little raccoon-ish, in a cute way, of course. I am a little bit barfy, my favorite, and my heart does feel like it’s pounding out of my chest so, I am still alive. I can’t get into a hematologist, they wait is crazy! I think I’m going to see an oncologist instead, which sounds scarier than it is, oncologists specialize in blood stuff too! I’ve been to one before when I had iron infusions. I don’t think I have cancer. I’ve always been some degree of anemic. It’s just me. Likely that I have a disease that stops my bone marrow from making iron and/or my body from being able to absorb it. That’s what I’ve diagnosed myself with, I’m good, right? I am having some pain in my stomach and abdomen, I have lost weight because of it. That’s the question mark for me. The extra symptoms that I haven’t had before. The outlier. I don’t feel a sense of doom around it. Plus what am I gonna do? It is what it is and I’ll deal with whatever. I do need to try and eat a whole cow though, I think that might do the trick.

Have to go,

Night luvs

Tracy



No comments:

Post a Comment