I'm not sure what to write about. My head is kinda foggy these days. I have been not feeling 'normal' since I had Elizabeth. She nearly killed me, after all. So, I went in to see my doctor 2 weeks ago. My blood pressure was incredibly high. They immediately put me on medication. I asked the doctor why I would be seeing this now...I'm losing weight...moving more...what the heck??? He said he didn't know, but to continue with the weight loss and the moving...except hold off on the moving for a week or two til the medicine kicks in. They took lots of my blood and will let me know if they found anything bad. I haven't heard from them...I'm hoping that means no news is good news, but I'm afraid to call and press the issue. I'll be going back in a couple of weeks, so we will discuss it all then for sure. But, needless to say..I have felt very, very tired. Physically and emotionally. When I went in, my nurse had a cow when she saw my blood pressure, told me I could have a stroke at any minute, and then ran out to get the doctor. Doctor Durch was calmer, but still did a lovely job at scaring me and causing some serious hypochondria on my part. (o:
Anyway, I am not the type of person who likes to discuss myself or my ailments. Just not my thing. So, here is a cute picture of my little Connor, who turned 5 last week! Can you believe that? Five years old! He can be such a little turd, but he is such a joy. We love him so much!
Oh, and just a quick note about Weight Watchers...I got a call yesterday and the local Weight Watchers vlogger wants to come to our home and interview me and then also interview me at one of my meetings. Nice, eh? I'll let you know if it gets onto the WW site.
Better go. I can hear Spencer in our bedroom teaching Connor the basics on letter sounds. They really want Connor to learn how to read, so they are helping me teach him. So cute! I've gotta go watch.