Well, I had my annual check up for the first time in four years. >.> Yeah, I'm not great about going to the doctor. xd
I'm haelthy as a horse, as per usual. I'm the healthiest fat chick that ever shook the earth! Blood pressure is great, no major issues, no illnesses, nothing....
I was referred to my regular doctor for my hands. I was diagnosed with juvenile arthritis when I was a kid. It wasn't usually a problem and it's something I've just dealt with. Recently, it's gotten worse. I have a hard time gripping thing to life them. I used to be able to put my hand around a 12 pack of soda and lift it like that. The other day, I tried to grasp a quart of sour cream from the top to move it and my hand hurt too badly to hang onto it. :/ I suppose it is a part of getting older, but I'm not that friggin' old. Jeez.
So, yeah, gotta make an appointment for me for my primary physician. An appointment for Zoe for her annual. An appointment for Doug for his annual. *sigh*
Zoe has another surgery at the end of November. I hate that she has to go through all this. She really is a beautiful and wonderful girl, though. She's always taken everything in stride and rolled with the punches. It doesn't seem to phase her one bit. Then again, I, in my selfish pride, do take some credit for that. Doug and I have never treated her as anything but a normal child. She has to work harder to speak in a manner that can be understood. She's always had extra doctor's appointments, always people looking in her mouth and her nose and her ears, poking and prodding and asking questions. She's had one surgery and had a scope with a camera stuck down her nose to look at her palate. She has the next surgery coming up....and she just smiles through it all. She's a true princess and a lovely girl. She makes the lives of everyone around her all that much better.
She's my joy. smile I dont' know what I'd do without her.
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I know there's a place you walked where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup, I only feel right on my knees
I spit out like a sewer hole yet still receive your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?
My heart is like a broken cup, I only feel right on my knees
I spit out like a sewer hole yet still receive your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?