Happy Labor Day!
Disclaimer - I've had a few drinks:)
I'm at home enjoying a few beers after a long couple of days of playing catch up. I've been catching up on the housework I've been putting off over the last couple of weeks. I even managed to do a little painting... it's been productive.
On the other hand this is not something that I should find myself doing over the Holiday weekend - woah is me, right?
I wish it didn't have to be this way. I wish my husband was more involved in the day to day duties aside from mowing the lawn and taking out the garbage. I wish I was well enough not to be complaining about all of this. I wish that my fatigue and joint pain didn't force me to have to use a long holiday weekend to catchup on housework because I know I have the time to recover from pushing myself on Saturday and Sunday.
My husband and I are sitting around catching up on Mad Men. That 1950's-60's time period seems so appealing to me. Being pregnant was a 'condition' - wouldn't that be nice?
It seems as though where ever I turn I am reminded of pregnancy and babies. There are constant reminders everywhere. Even when I've had a few beers. Especially when I've had a few beers.
FYI - I haven't been drunk since June. I barely ever drink. I drink once a month, if not less.
All this drinking is doing is making me anxious about my blood test results from Friday. Will the results be available Tuesday? Will I be thyroid antibody positive? What will my Doctor say? Will she treat me for a Hypothyroidism? Will treating Hypothyroidism really solve my Recurrent Miscarriages?
There are more questions than answers really.
Rainbows: It was a long weekend and thankfully I have been able to get catch up on
the household duties that have been sidelined by Hypothyroid symptoms.
Rainshower: Alcohol, all of a sudden has not been kind to me. Making me a paranoid,
nervous drunkard. What am I saying? This is to be expected with alcohol.