Here is what color the bloom was I mentioned a few days ago. It is a peachy orange cone flower.
I’ve had a couple of really bad nights since the biopsies. One was last night. I woke up every few hours in pain. Yes, dryness alone can cause acute pain. But dryness coupled with the pain from the shots and the biopsies make that pain worse.
I’m exhausted today. But since I can’t sit and have to lie in bed anyway, I suppose I’ll get the rest I need, certainly.
Before I even had the procedure, this would happen. So I’m very anxious to know what this is so that I might get some relief.
Do you ever have dreams that seem so real that your emotions see-saw throughout the dream? I had one of those last night.
I can recall the emotional pain I felt, the loss. It was in reference to my ex husband, and we’ve been divorced nearly four years now. So I wouldn’t think I’d have residual feelings that result in dreams.
But really, how do we know what causes dreams to occur, and what they’re going to relate to and why? I know I don’t. I find it puzzling, however, that I truly don’t feel this way. But I did in the dream.
It was the kind of fear that takes your breath away, for it is so unexpected. It was the rawness of how I felt over four years ago when the truth became known to me. I wonder if it is unresolved feelings? Or just the serendipity of dreams?
Do you have dreams about severed relationships years down the road?
So much of life is a mystery. Even the dreams we have during sleep. Mine are usually hodge-podged together of different sequences in my life. Like a puzzle with varied pieces.
For instance, including people who don’t even know one another, but do in the dream. People you knew from different times and places.
I do want to thank all of you who have contributed to Doreen’s GoFundMe account for me and the pupsters. Too bad the person/persons that hijacked my URL and thus stole my traffic does not have to do restitution for the financial damage they caused me.
Bloggers talk about their sites being scraped, which means their content is stolen. But after this, I know I’d much rather have my content scraped than my URL hijacked and my traffic diverted to their account. Because it affected my income so drastically
I suppose if I didn’t love this blogging thing, if it wasn’t such an integral part of my life, I might have just thrown in the towel. But I didn’t do that when I lost three and a half years of posts two years ago. And that was a pretty hard thing to swallow.
So I guess I’m in it for the long haul. For the friendships I’ve formed over the years.
So, I thank you for caring.
I just got this email, and the photo isn’t very big, but I just had to show you. Andrew’s first hair cut. How I love that boy!
Well, she just sent me another of Andrew at the splash park. I’ve got to get well and go see that child!