Not much to say tonight. Went to work, had a meeting which went very well, worked a lot, came home to find out that my father wants to get one of those little motor scooter thing a ma bobs so that he can save $$ on gas. It's quite comical the thought of him driving down the road on a scooter with his little helmet. Cracks the shit out of me.
My parents are leaving Sunday and going to Houston for a week. Not to mention that my birthday is Monday and they will totally be missing it but that's really ok. What's another year, right? Every since my grandmother died on my 30th birthday, birthdays just haven't been the same. Plus I am the biggest 31 almost 32 loser that I know, so I don't need a reminder that another year has passed. But I am a little worried about the whole PTSD thing. I will be alone in this house for 5 days with no one but my dogs. And although I do think they are super smart doggies, I don't think that they can call 911 when/if I flip out, go back into failure and can't breathe. I know, I know, the odds of that actually happening are rare. I told my doctor that either she needs to sleep over for the week or I need to go over to her house. Her choice! Either is fine with me. I don't know why I am being such an idiot about this. I just need to grow up and get on with it. And I tell myself that every time I have an episode, but it doesn't help. Telling yourself that you are crazy does not make you any less crazy. I have tons of people that I can call and my next door neighbor is a nurse for crying out loud, but it is still really scary and it will be a good test for me. If I can make it through this, I can make it through anything. If I wasn't up to my eyeballs in work that I am behind on for missing 2 months, then I would be going with the parentals. Which would make me very happy. But, duty calls and I am the only one that can answer the damn phone. So, I need all of your thoughts and prayers and good vibes next week. I am officially sending out the SOS.
Anyhoo, I am tired and want to go lay down and look at magazines so I am getting off of here. Love to all and talk at ya soon!!!
About Me
- ** Lindsay**
- Oklahoma, United States
- I am a 32 year old female with too much time on my hands. I know, boo-hoo all you really busy people are saying. Love my parents, love my niece and nephew, love my friends, love my 2 dogs as if they were my children.
3 comments:
you're gonna be fine. you're underestimating the boys, i think the boys could dial 911, but only bark sideways at the phone.heehee
candy
Words of encouragement:
1. You will make it through the week, because you always make it through EVERYTHING and do it with style!
2. You are not a loser. Nobody talks about my bestest bestie like that, not even YOU! You are my hero!
3. The reason you have so many people that you can call/count on if you need them is a testament to what a wonderful, amazing person you are, and thereby contradicts your statement about being a loser.
4. I really truly believe that if you needed them to, your dogs could not only call 911, but they could also fashion a stretcher out of household items, tie it to the back of your dad's motor scooter and drive you to the hospital. The only kink in that is that your dad has to get the motor scooter first. Other than that, it's foolproof!!!!
I have 2 wonderful friends that are always there to offer encouragement. Of course, 1 lives on the other side of the country and the other one basically does because she lives in Lula!! I love you two and already feel much better! Thanks, girls.... You da bomb!
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