Shhhhh…
With Mark in the hospital (see The Daily Dialysis for information regarding this), I had a quiet week — and a lonely one. I did go visit him on Saturday and Sunday, but I have a lot of time to myself. I admit it, I have wasted a lot of time. The TV has been on almost all of the time I am in the house. I have killed hours on Facebook playing games and chatting with my friends. Normally I am much more ambitious doing work or stuff around the house. I just don’t have much concentration these days. I think it is partially because I am worried about him, and the future.
But I do wonder if I have Adult ADD. I can’t seem to concentrate on much of anything for more than a very short period of time. I am thinking I should talk to the doctor about it when I go in a couple of weeks.
I have been trying to learn some new web skills, but I just cannot concentrate on anything. I could blame it on Mark’s illnesses, but that is not it. I just find my mind drifting, and it is really annoying. In order to get anything accomplished I have to make a list (in order to remember it) and then chug something high in caffeine to stay focused. I am sure that is not all that good.
Night time is the worst since my mind and body are tired. I seem to be only able to read a good book. Anything else does not comprehend. Maybe I can get pills for whatever this is. I can add more pills to the collection that I already take each day.
Gonna get ready to pick up Mark… finally! It’s been almost a week now. Wuggie has missed him… she is gonna be thrilled to see him… and vice versa!!!
Add comment June 2, 2009
If I don’t write to empty my mind, I go mad. ~ Lord Byron
Bonni, Mark, and my niece and nephew
How true this quote really is! I love to write. I do it just about everyday as a way of purging my fears, worries, thoughts, and smiles. I write to calm myself. I write to share my life. I write to find peace.
So why not write a blog to share with those I know and care about? Of course, more importantly, I must remember that not everyone wants to read what I write. That’s okay, though. Some people care about me and what goes on in my life. Others could not care less about anything I have to say. To each his own.
I like to think that my life is happy, but, like everyone else’s, it is filled with stress and worry. It has its ups and its down. It has good and bad.
Right now, I am struggling with the health issues that my husband is battling. He is currently in the hospital. He is in kidney failure and is on dialysis.
But this is not about his health issues, but about my world. It is about the things that make me tick. It is about the things that make me the unique individual that I am.
Add comment May 30, 2009
