Sunday

So, a quiet weekend, mostly, not much to write about. Yesterday morning was consumed with picking up R and doing our little errands, including a nice haircut for me, since it had really gotten too long -- collar-length -- when I was sick, and my only haircut since then was just a trim. But now I'm back to a little shorter, although still on my neck, but more manageable. Didn't do much in the afternoon but watch TV with the girls, and a quiet night. Today, K and I went to the supermarket and that's about it, other than a long afternoon nap.

I think I'm okay. What I mean by this is that I think I'm okay with the medication I'm on and being off the prednisone. I don't seem to be getting sicker. This is a good thing.

I'm also branching out a little bit food-wise, and yesterday I HAD A CUP OF COFFEE IT WAS HEAVEN COFFEE IS THE DRINK OF THE GODS AND I HAD ANOTHER CUP TODAY and okay {breathe}, anyway, I had coffee and it was wonderful. So now I'm back on coffee. And some other stuff.

A few times today, I would remember that it was Sunday and so there would be work tomorrow, and then I would remember that this is vacation week and that's just lovely. My plans for the week include, let's see, a doctor on Tuesday, a doctor on Thursday, and a doctor on Friday. These are all appointments that I had to cancel in December and January, all for *gasp* not-Crohn's stuff, because I still have the rest of my body other than my gut to take care of, although it doesn't always feel that way. If I have anything major to report, I'll let you know, but I'm not expecting anything. I've already got my lifetime chronic disease, thank you, so I don't need another one right now.

But tomorrow there's a little shopping and a few phone calls. And enjoying the luxury of a Monday away from school.

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