Ups and downs
For the last two weeks I have been taking a glass of wine each evening. The result has been surprising. More is getting done and I feel far more rested each day. Of course the extra meds to keep my stomach acids from burning my throat, does reduce pain and allows me to sleep better and has stopped my early morning coughing session that had me sounding like a chain smoker.
I have been dealing with some emotional lability. Very up and positive, then moments of being teary. In my work, I am confident, but in my inter-personal relationships, all of a sudden I am feeling incredibly insecure at times. In my crafting nothing is good enough. Stuff gets torn apart and redone.
For the Bram watchers on my flist, her wound is healing well. The snow is slowly melting, which causes long dead things to defrost, Bram delights in rolling in them, coming home stinky, but profoundly happy as only a dog can be.
I have been dealing with some emotional lability. Very up and positive, then moments of being teary. In my work, I am confident, but in my inter-personal relationships, all of a sudden I am feeling incredibly insecure at times. In my crafting nothing is good enough. Stuff gets torn apart and redone.
For the Bram watchers on my flist, her wound is healing well. The snow is slowly melting, which causes long dead things to defrost, Bram delights in rolling in them, coming home stinky, but profoundly happy as only a dog can be.