Seems to Just be One of those Days

Yesterday, hands down, worst day so far since I was diagnosed in June. I don't know why, I think I may have a stomach virus or something, but my stomach is not happy at all. I didn't sleep well at all last night, and today the roofers are here fixing two problems with the roof.

Of course the roofers are here today. William had a late start and didn't have to be at school until 9am. I took him and thought, I'll come home and take a nap since I got about 3 hours of sleep and I feel like crap.

Pulled up from taking William and here are the roofers, ready to go. No nap for me, just banging and banging........ There is something or someone in the universe that doesn't want me to ............. sleep...............ever.

Maybe it's because I've had anesthesia twice in two weeks and I have a hard time sleeping afterwards. This is something that the anesthesiologist was well aware of, we had several conversations about it, and they have done their best to help me with it. Maybe it's just having surgery twice in two weeks, but I HATE feeling wobbly and that's how I feel and incredible nauseous with my stomach growling, what a quandary.

Back to the roofers, I love Buddy (my beagle) he's a great dog. My only complaint is that he's a consistent barker and he sounds like a terribly mean huge dog from the outside of my house. Not only does he have a mean bark, he has a very loud bark. I appreciate it when I'm home alone and one of the Hollywood weirdos is wandering the street, or the postman needs me and the doorbell doesn't ring, or it's late at night and it's just me and the boys, but there is no "no bark gauge". He barks, regardless. The roofer man has already met Buddy and been inside three times and Buddy has barked nonstop for the last hour. My head is pounding and I'm afraid to take anything because I don't want to be sick.

Great day.........and it's only 9:35am!!! At LEAST it's Friday!!!