I’ve been sitting here for fifteen minutes trying to decide what I want to say today. Truthfully I don’t have much good to talk about. It was a quiet day. I’m frustrated and annoyed and bothered with this thing on my head. It itches, I miss my wig, hell I miss my scarves. I have an appointment this Wednesday to have the dressing and stitches removed but as my mother pointed out to me this morning there are no guarantees that the mesh Snork cap will come off. I did wear it for much longer while I was in the hospital and rehab and then home.
I’ve spent the better part of today moping at the thought that I could be subjected to wearing this annoying itchy monstrosity for any longer than I already have. I’ve not been managing my anxiety well this time around. I’m also not managing my mood very well. I’m cranky and depressed and irritated. Being able to get back to what passes as normal these days would do wonders for my mood.
I’m going to end here because really I just don’t have much to talk about tonight. Sleep well my babies. Thanks for coming back every day to read and comment.
~ Carol Anne