I didn't sleep at all last night.
Was reading a little, then got tired. Tried to sleep, but realized.... hey, debu. You're feeling really pukey. So I tossed and turned and thought and didn't think and meditated and stretched and breathed deeply and prayed and waited and waited and waited until finally I got up. And stayed up. And stayed up more.
Tested my blood sugar. Ok, a little high. But I think I have a kidney infection, so there you go.
So I took some meds, but had to eat with them, had a banana and a little cereal. Then realized....hey debu. You're feeling really head-achy. So I tossed and turned and counted sheep and pigs and shoes and toes. And breathed and breathed more and meditated and prayed. And got up again.
So here I am. Knowing that my neice and nephew are well on their way out of slumber and will definitely be bum-rushing my room to ask, "Hey Aunt Debby, are you asleep??"
My body says yes, but my head does not.
I can do this. I'm off to attempt watching the inside of my eyelids.
Your assignment today is to do some dancing. I had a great, no a superb, birthday night. Even if you can't get out of the house, grab a kid, a spouse, a significant other, your pet, anyone and crank up some music today. Dance like no one is watching... but they secretly are... heh.
I miss my mom and dad.
and Brenda.
Posted by debutaunt at July 24, 2007 07:25 AMThe only cure for a bad nights sleep and feeling pukey is karaoke. Will I see you tonight?
Posted by: sis #2 at July 24, 2007 09:29 AMSorry you had such a bad night. That's the suck part about when somebody like Brenda goes on and becomes your guardian angel. It's harder for those left behind :(
I think like sis # 2 said---a little singing and shaking helps everything.
Posted by: Claire at July 24, 2007 08:33 PMi miss her too.
Posted by: miah at August 6, 2007 10:51 PM