Anxiety,  journey,  My Brats,  photography,  Shaun

Not dead. Exhausted.

It’s been awhile since the update on Random and Odd.

The kids are doing FanFrigginTabulous. They are loving school this year. High school is suiting the older girls and the younger girls are falling into their middle school grooves.

Shaun started softball tonight and that means his energy level will go up. He’s happier when he has his outlet.

As for me; I am working on this whole positive thinking thing. Everyday I tell myself that I am so very happy, even if it looks like it’s going to be a rough day.
My ability to be able to feel an anxiety attack coming on has always been a comfort. When I lowered my dosage of Celexa I went through the strange dizziness and headaches, but I was OK.
The last few days have been a bit harder than the others.
Today it felt like I was sitting in front of a fire and it was burning my chest, yet the rest of my body felt normal. My arms and hands have been very shaky.
Now I feel like I have this alien in my chest trying to burst out.

I took something to help me through it and I put my head on the pillow for a second. FOUR hours later I woke up drenched in sweat and feeling like I had been beaten up. Now I have the ‘slept too long shakes’.

After a long bath, I washed my hair, blow dried it and curled it to get rid of the frizzy. I haven’t had my hair down in so long and I realized that my hair, out of a pony…comes down to the middle of my back. Whoa.

This is not my comeback post. If it were, I would have danced better and not hidden behind my backup dancers.

I'm a lot of things, but mostly I'm just Random and Odd.