Saturday, February 21, 2015
A bad couple of days
These pictures were taken by one of the photographers at the quidditch match last weekend and since my own life is a little boring right now I thought I'd share them so you had something to look at.
I go in on Monday for more botox for my head. I'm happy to say I made it through another week of work, but it sure is rough. The neurologist thinks I'm on too much Topamax so I cut back to 50mg in the morning and 100 mg at night and I'm not sure if that's what is causing yesterday and today to be so bad, or maybe it is starting Nasonex for the 'allergies' the other doctor thinks I have because of the dizziness and ear stuffiness or exactly what is going on, but I sure am miserable.
Plus, I was hopeful because I finally got ahold of the guy who will eventually be coming out to fix my quilting machine. He was all set to come out from a city about 1 1/2 hours away on Sunday, but then called yesterday to say his truck broke down and he may be able to come next weekend. I've stopped holding my breath on getting it fixed. I kept passing out in anticipation.
I have no desire to start a new project because there is no hope of finishing anything.
I am working on a crochet afghan for my daughter and it is taking forever, but the end is in sight. I hit the half way point last weekend and now the rows are getting shorter. It's made on the diagonal, so now that I'm more than half way there, each row gets smaller and smaller. That's not saying much because she wanted it to be big enough to cover her head to toe and she's really tall! We got the yarn when she was home for Christmas and she thought I would have it finished in about 3 days. She's so funny!
I'm walking and napping and drinking coffee and trying to take meds and not take meds. Maybe I should stand on my head. I've tried everything else out there that anyone has suggested.