I was just reading my last blog post and was cracking up. In case you're wondering, the drugs DID work! It was really amazing. A month into the 2 week drug pattern, by husband actually made a comment about how I was less crazy. He used some politically correct phrase that pretty much meant "less crazy". He said he had noticed a difference. I fessed up and told him my doc had given me some drugs to help me out. My husband was all for it. I asked him if he was concerned that I had been taking drugs and he said, "Not at all. God made drugs to help people."
And that was nearly two years ago.
Now it's spring and today it a beautiful day. Blue sky, the sound of a lawn mower in the distance, light wind, and AH CHOO AH CHOO AH CHOO! I opened the door for a split second to let the dog outside and apparently let in copious amounts of oak pollen. I have a love-hate relationship with spring. I LOVE it when I am inside and all is new and fresh. I unlove it when I am struggling to breathe, or sneezing my head off while hiking and trying to find that one tiny area of wadded up Kleenex in my pocket that hasn't been used yet. Yet, I forge onward. I have three little guys that love for Mom to hike with them.
Hopefully I'll be back sooner than a year.
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