Monday, April 15, 2019

The Black Passenger

I am depressed.
As in clinically.
And I have a shiny new Zoloft prescription for it. I started taking it Thursday night.

I didn't expect it to work nearly this quickly.

What a difference having the good slime makes.
I no longer feel as if I'm wearing lead long johns. Every move is not a struggle through molasses.
I wake up, as in actually feel awake, instead of the somnambulism of the past few weeks.
I don't get drowsy during the day.

Most of all, I don't hurt nearly as much. (that could be restarting the Meloxicam)
I walked through Kroger yesterday, something I haven't done since November.

I'm not chewing my cuticles either. I bit off a couple hangnails, but didn't continue worrying my skin until I bled. This is huge progress.

The Black Passenger has disembarked, hopefully for a little while.

Monday, April 1, 2019

April Fool in my house

Pregnancy jokes are a family tradition in the Sparrow clan. Except that they are almost never jokes.

Today, I got two texts, from Obi and Oli (oldest son, youngest daughter) both reading "Congratulations, Grandma." I expected, but never got one from oldest daughter Bun. (she forgot)

Turns out, not a joke. And there are ultrasounds to prove it.

Obi-Wan Chrisobi has a girlfriend, and she is due Nov 9. Isha (Lucia) is a c-store manager and has a son who will be 4 in about a week.

I knew they were serious when Obi took her to meet his grandpa.

They aren't getting married, because it will foul up the insurance and Chris' disability.
But they are together and serious, and will get married when their finances are better.


So, the next generation arrives in November, a Scorpio to start things off.

I'm excited and a little scared and a lot worried.