June 20, 2008
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Finally Friday, LOL!
This seemed to be the week that took 2 weeks to forge through! I feel like we did so much and so many varied things, I can hardly remember everything. Good thing I use Xanga’s Blogland as a journal!!!!
Spoke with Luci’s med doctor on Wednesday evening. He suggested trying some pills (we also just happened to have saved) in the morning instead of the evening. They were the ones to make her sleepy and didn’t, and they were the first ones I stopped giving her. It’s been weeks since she’s had them and yesterday was the first day she took one with breakfast. NOT ONE FIT! Not even tears ALL DAY! Usually, these drugs take a couple of days to get into your system to really make a difference; but, if Day One was as good as yesterday, I have high hopes that after a week we will see an even happier child. Maybe the drugs he’s given her at night, for all these years, should have really been given in the morning when she was up and interacting with others????? We’ll see. She’s in a rather contented mood this morning – at least there have been no tears or rants.
I woke up to two disturbing dreams this morning.
The first one was me working at a job at some accounting firm (a disaster just from that much info – I’m “numbers challenged” – to say the least) and after the first month (and me working double time to understand what they taught me to do) they WERE NOT pleased with my work. Ends up, they had a GPS device that could track every place my feet had walked, a fingerprint detector that could tell everything my hands had touched, and other scary tracking things like that. Anyway, they had the “We’ve not seen much improvement in the past month” talk with me and I told them quite frankly I didn’t understand my job or purpose. That’s when they revealed to me they had left me alone in the office one day on purpose and GPS tracked everywhere I had been and everything I had touched. I was NEVER at my desk so they KNEW I wasn’t working hard. I tried to explain I was going through files at other stations to help me figure out how to handle things – but they didn’t believe me. Then they showed me a list of all the private phone calls made by me from my phone. I tried to explain that one was a family crisis that HAD to be handled and the others was me calling off-duty employees to see if they could help me find things in the office. They didn’t believe that explanation either. The fact they had GPS’d me really got in my craw! I was furious inside. Then I did the typical “old Cherylyn” thing and exploded with, “You know what? Y’all are a bunch of weirdos using a GPS to track people’s footsteps and monitoring me like a spy. I’m not good at accounting and I told you that at the beginning. You said you were willing to hire me and teach me despite my lack of skills. I’m not going to apologize for what I don’t know. Y’all are just plain crazy and I quit!” I woke up and thought, “Oh! Thank you Lord this was only a dream/nightmare!”
Then I fell back asleep and woke up (this time I made myself get out of bed) to another nightmarish sort of dream. I was using nail glue to press on those thick plastic nails that look like a French manicure. I haven’t had fake nails since the babies started arriving in 2001!!! And, I never used glued on nails – I learned to do the real thing myself and did my own nails. But, in my dream, I first did my left thumb and noticed the nail I had temporarily/permanently glued down was a shiny silver nail bed with a bright red tip! I was mortified, but noticed it was just a sample and the rest of the nails in the kit were normal looking French nails. Then I continued to have trouble gluing on the regular looking nails and getting them to fit my tiny nail beds. I took the tip off of the glue so it would flow faster. Then, horror of all horrors (this is the worst part of the nightmare) I spilled nail glue all over my grandmother’s antique dresser (the one in my bedroom) and also on a doily I got from her when she died. Then, I spilled glue (it poured out on the dresser and) on something equally as valuable – can’t remember what. I tried to use magazine pages to wipe up the mess and the paper just stuck to my full of glue hands and fingers. The fact I dress plain and wear a headcovering makes the idea that I would EVER do my nails like that riotously funny and implausible – especially the silver nail bed with the bright red tip! I woke up and again was so relieved it was only a dream. But, I got out of bed to make them stop!!!
I have no idea why I would dream such stuff. I’m not much into dream interpretation; but, I DO believe if there is an issue in your life, you may dream of fretful things, etc. I’ve been having lots of weird dreams lately (always working but not completing, always trying but not succeeding, etc.) and I attribute most of it to my struggles with Luci and all the lovely changes in my body (a female one!!!) at the age of 55!!! IT may also be due to the medicine at night that helps me stay asleep and helps me deal with Luci during the day (50mg amitriptyline). It puts me in a deep sleep. But, if any of you are psycho therapists – go ahead and analyze me!
I had a full day to myself yesterday, except for my own 3, and we stayed home. I started on the mountain of laundry – the result of NOT staying home the first few days at the beginning of the week! And all I have to do today is the girls’ therapy appointment at 2pm. Stephanie said JanaLyn will stay with her dad today and she only needs me tomorrow, Saturday.
I’m continuing to plow through the heaps of dirty clothes and get them washed, folded or hung, and back to their appropriate closets.
I had good news in the mail yesterday, Annamarie was approved for a $100 increase (monthly for difficulty of care, due to her condition. I personally think it should have been higher, but every little bit helps.
I was reading e-mails and blog entries this morning and trying to wake up with my first cup of coffee. Rissy asked me for permission to make breakfast for her sisters. I said “yes,” but little did I know . . .
Rissy had in mind being a chef!
She decided to make scrambled eggs and sausage patties for her and her sisters!
She served Annamarie first, then Luci woke up and Rissy made more eggs for her.
Notice Rissy’s plate . . . NO EGGS! She doesn’t eat eggs, yet she made them for the other girls!
The happy “breakfast crew” waiting for breakfast to be served by Chef Rissy!
AND . . . the final presentation!!!!
I’ll have to be sure to stay on good terms with her, so when I’m old and decrepit I can move in and live with Rissy. At least I know I’ll eat well!!!!
Well, that’s it for today. I need to shower and wash my hair. I prefer to let it air dry because I feel hot all the time and a blow dryer doesn’t help. If I shower early enough, it will be dry by the time we have to leave for the girls’ therapy appointment. IF I really get off of here and do it! LOL!
Comments (6)
I hate having disturbing dreams… usually happens if I wake up then go back to sleep. Have a lovely weekend!
So glad those dreams were not real for you!
Hoping and praying the meds will work by giving it in the morning.
Thank God for helpful Rissy!
Tina
I just love lil’ Rissy! She’s got such a sweet little heart in her.
I do hope you have finally hit on something that will really help little Luci! You are all still in my prayers. Have a good weekend filled with the presence of God. Love, Judy
I promise you that I have been looking at my subscriptions thingy to see when you update but just haven’t seen the updates. I guess I’m going to have to alter the way I do things and actually come to your site to see what y’all’re up to since I seem to have become Xanga incompetent.
I have been having weird dreams ever since I started taking the antidepressant I take at night. At first I was sort of freaked because I feel, like you, that the feelings you have when you dream are what the dream is about more than the content and I didn’t think that I felt that freaky about things. Then I realized that I was sleeping differently on these meds and I figured that was what was making me dream oddly.
Yay for meds that work with Luci! I can only imagine how much less tense you were at the end of the day when Luci was in a better place.
Now I’m going to go read all about your new kitty and the latest goings-on. Have a swell day!
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The last nightmare I had that I remember vividly, but didn’t post, was one where I was forced back into the working world. I decided to use my personality to place myself rather than my antiquated skills. Somehow, I ended up with a job networking people together. I remember trying to huff and puff as I climbed some gazillion cement steps (like to the Nat’l Monument or White House) and my cell phone kept going off. Every call was a client telling me, “Have their people call my people.” Then I realized why I was so befuddled and not getting anywhere, I WAS everybody’s “people” !!!! Jesse still laughs at that one. I had another one this morning but quickly forgot it. I must be sleeping soundly and maybe cramping an elbow or something and having fitful dreams because I’m physically in distress (like a tingling arm or numb fingers).
I don’t know – you’re the one with the therapy degree!