And today, I need to complain.
Over the weekend I picked up several prints of pictures from Walgreens; to update my picture wall. When I saw this print I nearly cried:
To begin with: time is going too fast. Aside from the lack of sleep, I miss having babies. I miss that my kids are not all "mine" anymore. In the fall, all three of my children will be in school full-time. Let the sobbing commence.
Also, I have pudged up in the last six months. I went to a checkup with my oncologist two weeks ago, and the scale read 170 pounds. I have not been that heavy in ages.
I look at that snapshot and I am reminded of how on-point my eyebrows and eyelashes were. How lustrous my hair was. How my face wasn't wrinkled...
The past two months my forehead has been plagued with cystic acne. The big, red, angry-type zits. I thought, FOR SURE, that my body had come out of menopause. But nope. The bloodwork said that I am still firmly rooted in "the menopause". So, not only do I still get the pleasure of having hot flashes, but I have zits too?
I attempted a "run" this morning. I could only make it 2.25 miles. And it was an eleven and a half minute mile pace.
I miss Stephanie, my running partner; and best friend. I miss her so much it hurts.
Another thing my checkup revealed is that my thyroid medication isn't the correct dosage. That's being changed. Again.
But, on the flip-side: there's still no evidence of disease.
On the other flip-side... The Utah Chapter of the Komen Foundation closed in January. So, there will be no Race For the Cure this year. Piece of junk. I was really looking forward to it, and I definitely need something to train for.
I have had so many days lately, that I have felt yucky. That I didn't even want to get out of bed. I didn't blog in 2016 because it was such dark time in my life. I intend to start blogging regularly, and I am also going to go backward; to catch-up on life events from the past, that I want to remember.
But now? Today. I am having more bad days; than good. I want to be able to look in the mirror and love my appearance again.
So, not to entirely have my first blog post in two years be a total "downer" I do want to end on a high-note!
A sweet neighbor of ours, Shirley, nominated Reagan for a prestigious award; and Reagan was chosen!
The Utah Chapter for the Council for Exceptional Children will be awarding Reagan with the "Yes I Can" award in the area of Independent Living.
Anyone that would like to come see Reagan receive the award during an assembly at her school DM me, and I'll send you the details.
