My totally worthless day

I am certain that, pearticullarly in the past 3 1/2 years since I have had Emma, this has been my most worthless lazy day.

Friday was a day full of tests ending with a spinal puncture (nice name huh?). The test itself went fine with very little discomfort. Jay was so good about making sure that I did not much of anything else the rest of the day. Emma was secured safely with Grandma Kim and Grandpa Don, and Madeline was brought home just in time for me to give kisses and put her to bed.

Saturday was beautiful. I had rested the mandatory 12 hours after a spinal puncture, so I was up and at-em on Saturday. Got the garden cleaned up and planted some flowers. Having only a minor headaches throughtout the day.

Sundays weather had much left to be desired. The girls and I got up at the usual time and did a little playing and read a ton of books. By that time, I had a terrible headache. Jay awoke from his beauty sleep with the typical weekend morning look of "You guys are already up playing and making so much noise?" - I am not sure that he remembers how lucky he is that I have never once made him wake up with the girls. Knowing it was Sunday morning and we were to get dressed to visit church, I got the girlies dressed. I dragged myself to the shower with a headache that was increasingly getting worse.

We made it through about 10 minutes at church before I threw in the towel. I was bummed, but there is no way that I would have been able to make it. Jay drove me home and I fell into bed with my shoes and everything still on.

I interrupted Dr. Freking - my neurologist (I hate the thought of having MY neurologist) - during what was probably a nice Sunday of relaxation wondering what he wanted me to do with my headace. He said to just lay around and do nothing. Period. Yeah, right.

Thankfully Jay has been great. He let me do exactly that. He took the girls to McD's and palyed with them, got dinner ready and cleaned up. All with me getting up minimally. As I sit here typing, I feel the headache coming back again. Ugh. I hope that it is going by tomorrow or taking care of my two prescious babes will be kind of difficult. Oh well, we will make it through.

And to make matters worse, it was my dads birthday today. And I just now remembered that. Nice daughter huh? My brain just wasn't thinking about much today. I felt badly. But, at least I did call!