Scream Along With Me if You Want

Yesterday,  hoped that today would be much much better.  Unfortunately, I was up all night and then sick all day, barely able to get out of bed.  So much for my thoughts on getting some massive cleaning done.  Very most basic things taken care of — shower, feed Kizzie, drink something.  Other than that, nada.  So I thought I would post because, even though here at 6:34P, I feel better, I don’t feel better to the point where I can start sweeping and vacuuming and throwing laundry around.

As I sit here blogging, I find myself browsing YouTube.  It’s something my mom really likes to do and she always finds the most interesting, upbeat songs.  All I find are 80’s songs.  Because that’s what YouTube recommends for me.  Sad and peppy and good memory and bad memory 80’s songs.  Mr. Big anyone?

Mom was kind enough to bring me some ginger ale and I am smart enough to not drink the entire 2-L in one setting.  Because I am tempted, but I am done with getting sick.  I’d really like to sleep all night through, but I don’t know how likely that is, considering I was laying in bed all day.  I plan on just doing some reading later, so hopefully my brain won’t be hopped up on whatever it is that comes out of electronics that is so bad for  you.

Not smoking today was a small miracle.  I was idle, sick, and nothing sounded better than a cigarette, although on the other hand, when I really did think about it, my stomach lurched around inside my body.  How can I want something so badly and be so repulsed by it at the same time?  It makes no sense to me.

Over this latest funk, I have not been commenting and liking and reading as much, but trust that I still pop over and see what you’re up to.  Sometimes I just don’t have it in me to leave a decent comment, so there’s only a like.  One of these days, I’ll get back to my normal self and things will go on as usual.  I can’t help wondering waiting wishing dreaming and screaming about when that might be.  Scream along with me if you want.

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14 thoughts on “Scream Along With Me if You Want

  1. Empathy like and ((Hugs)). Not quite the same situation, but you know I know where you are coming from in some of this.

    Here’s to tomorrow getting here soon…

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  2. I really can’t preach “see a doctor” because I personally have sworn off doctors, meds, and all other things that might make me get over whatever is making me feel bad, probably from hitting my head and splitting it a bit about 6 weeks ago. But no medics in my life again, ever. I’m praying for you, hoping you will feel better soon. We need you Rosie. Maybe this will be the night you will sleep. I hope it will be That will make you all better.

    XOXOXO

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  3. Sorry to hear you’ve got a crud right now, too. I hope you start feeling better soon. And I’m really proud of you for not reaching for the smokes. I do get how you can want something really bad that you know will just make you worse. I should have been strong like you today and stayed away from the cigarettes, but I’m kind of an idiot. Hang in there. *hugs*

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  4. Sick sucks!! I’m so sorry to hear that you are feeling bad. Great job on avoiding the cancer sticks!! Wish I could say the same 😦 Be good to yourself, I know you’ll be feeling better in a FLASH! Huggie-poos ❤

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  5. I’m sorry you’ve taken a turn for the worse Rosie. And what’s that about you smoking?
    Don’t push yourself back into the blogging world. I’ve not been feeling myself for a few weeks due to me hating my job more than anything in the world, and it made me not have any energy to blog. But now I can sit and catch up because I feel better. I hope you feel better soon.

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