Thursday, February 04, 2010

Monkey see, monkey do.

This morning I woke up. I woke up in pain. Hunchie has grown doubly.
Yesterday was a gigantic blurr.
Medications, helped me not remember getting into the car, driving to the hospital (with Mr. Nielson, Lucy, Betsy and my Mom) and having another treatment.
I think I was floating around the hospital when really I was having a huge needle inserted into hunchie and blown up bigger.

Mom informed me that after the doctors visit, we all dined at LGO in Phoenix.
If I were present, I would have never let them take me anywhere in public with the hunchback. But the meds were strong enough and apparently I put my head on my plate in pain and embarrassed Lucy.

I think being drugged is like being drunk. I don't know though, but whatever it is, I don't like the feeling. I feel frightened and vulnerable. Which makes me wonder why anyone would enjoy getting drunk for fun.

I went straight to bed without watchinLinkg LOST. The new season. I am so bummed. It is currently being downloaded on my computer for my viewing pleasure tomorrow.

Mom and Lucy are still here, thank heavens. I am so happy just having them here laughing eating homemade oreos and playing with my children.

Mr. Nielson times my pills and happily wakes me up at 4:00 a.m. to give me my meds so I don't get behind. I love him. He painted my toes, changed my sheets, bathes me, dresses me, and answerer's to my every need. He is my hero. And seriously, everybody needs a hero.

This afternoon I found Claire taking care of Nicholas on the couch. He had a IV in his arm made of straws stuck on with band-aids. The IV was hooked to a small brown box. It was adorable, but scary, what am I teaching my children?