Home away from home

We seem to be living at the doctors at the moment.

I’ve decided I’m going to have to stop thinking about things like, I wonder where we should go for a holiday this year or did I lock the car or what should I make for dinner. There is just no room in my head for thoughts like these at the moment. We will still go on holiday, It’ll just be a surprise, I’m sure we’ll pick a place before we leave, maybe…. and no one would want our car anyway…. and I’m sure if we look in the fridge we’ll find something to eat. I’m just not devoting any memory space to it.

Inside my head at the moment are loads of unanswered questions.

Inside my head are worries.

I worry about Eli, whose method, philosophy, program should we follow.

I worry about Sabrina and the little red, possibly displaying Autism Spectrum Disorder, flags that she keeps waving around in doctors’ faces.

I worry about me because I obviously look a total train wreck I must be frightening everyone I come in contact with with my haggeredness because my doctor decided that something was not right and has ordered every possible test under the sun to find out what it is. I personally think it might have something to do with the fact that I have averaged 5 hours a night sleeping for the last three years. Her tests however show that I am anaemic and have high blood glucose levels. So fun and games and just because I love the place so much I am back in the doctors waiting room tomorrow for a two hour blood glucose test to determined if I have diabetics which she said is a distinct possibility. oh yay.

Totally unflattering photos of her haggard mother are by Lillian who insists on documenting every moment of our lives and from every angle. Oh and I have no idea what’s going on with Glenn but whatever it was it obviously didn’t surprise me.

Prayers for good test results and for clarity and good decisions would be greatly appreciated.