Monday, February 26, 2018

A Week in the Life.. snow.

You guys, I was so hoping we'd get through winter without much snow. I thought the end was actually near. 

But I live in northern Wisconsin and I should know better. 

We've gotten hit with three "storms" which really aren't storms they just dumped a decent amount of snow on us. One day last week the roads weren't plowed so my mom couldn't get here. I was by myself the entire day and yikes. Every time I start feeling like I can do it by myself, I'll be OK, a day like that comes and I'm reminded that no, it's best that I don't. I don't want to talk about it but just know I spent a lot of time that night crying at how far I've gone down as a mother. Thank god I have therapy this week. 

In other news, with all of the snow, that means it needs to be shoveled. 
 Jackson informed me that next winter he's going to shovel for money. I told him he better practice this year so he's at least good at it. 

Last week I also had easily the worst MRI experience of my life. I was supposed to get an MRI of my left hand which I think my Rheumatologist is convinced is not Raynaud's but an injury or some other reason. Spoiler, it's Raynaud's because my hand is structurally just fine. But they never did get a contrast MRI because they couldn't get a line in me to inject the dye. Five tries later, where all five burst my veins, I went home in tears and exhausted. 
 And my left hand still turns purple. 
 My cats are assholes. This is Stumpy. Stumpy has now taken to drinking out of the toilet because he refuses to wait his turn at the water bowl. But I think there's something wrong with him because recently he's decided he isn't using the litter box, he is going to take a man sized poo wherever he feels like it. I don't know if he's sick or if it's a dominance issue? We got rid of one cat, Ginger, because four was too many. I hate to get rid of Stumpy because he's weird and my favorite, but good gravy, I can't be dealing with this. I'm falling apart just fine on my own. 
 Then we have Lola who, now that Ginger is gone, believes she's the queen of the household. She is pretty, though and she's so fluffy. I wish she were more like Stumpy and aggressively wanted attention but now. She does not care for me rubbing my face in her fur. She hates it. 
 I realized I never shared a picture of my new purse and wallet with you! I've gotten so many compliments on it. I have waited for so long for this baby, I'm thrilled with it. My friend Jessica from Twigs & Needles made it and she makes the best stuff. 

I am running into more day to day issues with short term memory loss and it's so frustrating. I've gotten beyond my, "I don't need to write that down, I'll remember it!" phase and now I'm into the "what exactly does my note even mean?" phase. 
If anyone could figure out what this means, that would be helpful. It's been a couple of weeks and I still have no clue. I'm leaving it in my planner in case it comes to me in the middle of the night and I don't revert back to the "I don't need to write it down, I'll remember it!" phase. 

1 comment:

Life Love & High Heels said...

I had no idea you had 4 cats!!! Maybe you'll get a reminder phone call or something when June rolls around? I can't imagine you'll have an appointment with no reminder from where ever it is you're supposed to go?