So after the suspense of the big "story" I just don't feel like telling it right now. What I feel like saying is this...
Being sick can really mess with your head. I am on day 7 of nearly all fluids. I just can't keep food down. That can make you a freaking wreck. I cry at the drop of a hat. I feel sorry for myself, then I feel okay and think I was just overreacting, then I feel completely hopeless again.
I feel like a horrible mother because I don't have the energy to do anything but lay down. I'm positive Gage doesn't even notice (and that's a good thing) and really Layla is probably not thinking too much of it either but in my head I'm just being a shit parent.
My official diagnosis is stomach virus and it could be over any day now and that would be wonderful but I think I'll keep my appt. with the GI specialist just in case.
I'm going to go drink some water now...maybe I'll try some Gatorade, ya know, switch it up a little.
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