Oooo Boy what a Day

Hi there Blog I am finally up and moving. I slept very late this morning. I have been sick since December with various things and I think my body is still worn out. Well I can't stay long, I need to get up and move around a little bit. See you later.

Hello there

Oh what a day it's been. Christian is visiting for the weekend. He arrived yesterday after school and will be going home tomorrow. I feel kind of guilty. I was pretty rough with him this afternoon. He just wouldn't mind me or Max and he would not pay attention to what he was doing. I scolded him big time this afternoon. I have been sooo tired today, didn't sleep much last night, and I guess got tired of his bad manners and not minding us. My kids wouldn't mind me and broke everything they touched and I don't tolerate that with my grandkids. I need to go to bed soon. I was sitting on the couch holding Christian while I was waiting for him to go to sleep and I dozed off for awhile. Anyway I think I will go now. My eyelids won't stay open. Lori

It's Totally Me

It is morning and I got up. Not very early but I did crawl out of bed. I have been so tired the last week or two, I can hardly move. I have some more housework today. I have been working on it for about a week. The house was sure dirty. The sad thing is been I get finished up with the rest of my chores I will have to start over again. Grrrr!!!!! Well enough for know. I want to work on my Adobe Photoshop Elements 4.0 for a bit. I am trying to figure out layers.

TaTa, Lori Jean

Life is hard, Death is harder

Life has been pretty depressing. We had to put our best friend, my baby girl Chloe, to sleep on the 12th of January. She was really old and was getting very sick. She had cancer. Colleen came and took her to the vet for us. It was really rough going there for awhile. It's a little better now but not much. The day after I came down with a horrible cold which I think was a part of the flu that I was trying to get over. I was sick for another week. Finally feeling better. I was running low on meds so called in my perscriptions on Friday and went to pick them up yesterday but the pharmacist said Medicaid refused to fill a few of them because I was getting name brand. I think they didn't let me have Depakote, Ultram and Provigil. Now I have to call my doctors tomorrow and get that straightened out. Today is the seventh in ten days I go to see Dr. Kiser. Well the weather sure sucks here. It has been sooo cold and dreary and looks like it is going to stay this was forever. I have been working on my pictures and getting them all straightened out so I can start scrapbooking again. I really should do some housework today but I sure don't feel like it. Maybe this afternoon I will at least do laundry, it is really piling up. Man days like this I just want to get warm and sit in front of the computer, sigh! Oh well that's life.

I'm back

Today is not a good day but that's been the norm for the last two months. It started out around the first part of January. I got really sick with the flu. Headache, nausea, fever, you name it. I was sick for about ten days. Then on Tuesday, January 12th, (the same day Mike was killed) I called Colleen and was telling her that Chloe wasn't doing so well and that I would have to have her put to sleep but I didn't know who I could ask to do it. Well she volunteered and she took Chloe to the vet. Max and I were so upset as you can imagine. Then the next day I woke up with a sore throat, body aches and a bad cold. That lasted about a week. Last Saturday I hurt so bad with fibro that I sat on the couch all day long. I still don't feel very good. Curt came to visit on Sunday and told us that Colleen had suffered a small stroke the Sunday before. Well then on top of all that, I wasn't paying close enough attention to my meds and started to run out of everything. I called Dr. Kiser's office (or I thought I did) last Thursday and asked for a refill of morphine. I then ran out on Sunday and was in agony, my prescription didn't show up on Mon or Tue morning (yesterday) so I borrowed some Vicodin from Missy. I then called Dr. Kiser's office again (or so I thought) and left a voice mail asking if the script had been sent. Michelle (Dr. Kiser's nurse) called me back and chewed me out, apparently I had been calling Dr. Michelle Arnold's nurses' voice mail. I felt really stupid!!! Well then the pharmacy called back and they had finally gotten it. Max called around then that he was on his way home. He had went to Chadron and Hay Springs so I had him stop and pick up my morphine. God that helped so much. Well today I don't feel very good still, I'm achy, cold and don't want to do anything. The house is a disaster and I don't really care. I hope I perk up pretty soon. I think I am really depressed. I need to take my meds like I am supposed to and get this under control. Then maybe I can get my cleaning schedule and my life back to some resemblance of a normal life. It is hard to do though, life is just so hard for me. I prefer to just hide and do nothing. Oh well, life goes on and I just need to deal with it. Sigh...