this week, our "healthy lifestyles program" at work is focusing on sleep, so i've been trying my best to get to bed at a normal time (10 p.m. for me) and incorporating 3 new "tricks" for good sleep hygiene. it's hard, especially for me, but i think it's been helping.
in other news, my post-op appointment was today and my doctor has officially coined a name for me: his mystery woman. it seems there are a number of funky things going on with me that can't really be explained. with every exam/lab result/test/procedure there's a new discovery, another question mark to try to find an answer to. after each appointment, i try not to be paralyzed with fear, and instead look at the scenario as logically as possible... because, what happens when there are no more answers? it's a question i train myself to shove away from me as quickly as possible, every time.
when it comes to this process, my husband and i reverse roles. he, normally filled with a tremendous sense of hope, becomes somewhat deflated. and me, often unable to trust even myself, become "a fighter," as he's called me.
luckily, we've found, in all situations so far and not just this one -- when one's down, the other's up (and vice versa). a working pair. this is how i know we'll get through it.
i can't imagine how stressful that must be! hopefully they figure out soon, or you may have to call dr. gregory house! i love that you and anthony are are each other's rocks, though you'd expect it to be the other way around in these cases.
ReplyDeleteaww, thanks belle! :) lol, i think house, m.d. would love to take on my case.
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