a blended life

I wrote a poem. Actually, I didn't, I'm just too exhausted to make paragraphs right now. Here it is, pulled directly out of my head and onto this page: Too tired for:      Laundry      Kindle      Sewing      Holidays      Humor      Scouts      Perspective      Questions      Lessons      Creativity      Naps      Commitments      Adventure (WHAT?! Did I just say that???) Poem over.       My energy level has reached critically low levels to the point where only have about 3-4 hours of productivity in one day. The rest of the time is spent horizontal. I don't know what's wrong. Jacob thinks it's Celiac disease and has spent the day freaking out over gluten. I've spent the day eating gluten. I have another appointment tomorrow. Something i...

Health Update: There is no update. I have bouts of nausea. I am huge. I have major fatigue and have learned to stay home and sleep all day. I also have a normal CT scan, blood work, and a doctor who told me he wasn't losing sleep over my results. I *might* have raised my voice at this point and said, I AM THE ONE LOSING SLEEP OVER MY HEALTH. And Jacob, who was right there, may have looked a little shocked. I'm on some meds that I promised to take but don't believe they will do a bit of good. Family Update: For being as poor as dirt, I was shocked to look through the pictures of the past month and realize how much fun  we've had. True, genuine fun doing silly things. Most of them were free or very cheap. We had to find a pumpkin patch or the whole fall season would have been a major fail for Hannah. So we showed up at this one in Homestead right as it opened. Being in the laid back culture that we are in right now, most of the workers weren't there...