Oh my gosh - it feels like a Monday.

Oh my gosh - it feels like a Monday.  I wish I could crawl back into bed.

I think that I've finally decided in my head that Emma's ok-ish - at least ok enough that I don't have to worry she's gonna drop dead any second.  I will admit that is how I was operating last week and I just couldn't convince myself otherwise.  Thankfully, Emma could.  She still seems to feel ok, her eyes are not 100% normal, but close, and her incontinence is not really an issue unless there is something besides Prednisone causing it.  I still really REALLY want her test results back, but at the moment we're ok.  I'm not panicking at the thought of leaving her side and it's better.

But with that release of tension over the weekend I somehow feel really terrible.  You would think it would feel awesome, but stress is really bad.  I am SO TIRED.  My stomach has been upset for two days, my lower back hurts, and my knees have been giving me trouble all weekend.  I tend to want to blame my arthritis meds for the tiredness and the nausea, but it's more extreme than usual and my dosage has not increased.  In this case - I'm pretty sure it's just me.  I feel like I need another weekend just to get myself right.  😕

Anyway.  I'm gonna take a stab at going to work and getting things done.  I am SUPER not into going anywhere or dealing with anyone, but I gotta do what I gotta do.  Wish me luck.