May 4: Mommy's 48th bday! Happy bday, Mamasita! Brother 1 was in a car accident. He has no car insurance. He's ok, but no good things can come of that.
May 5: Sister-in-law (SIL) went into labor and had to be given a shot to kill the contractions (she's not due until June 20).
May 7: Stomach virus causes SIL contractions to start again. Gotta stop them again.
May 8: Little Man was sickly and had to be taken to Dr. SIL has checkup. That night - the poop hits the fan! Bad, bad things happen. Bad things. Stupid brother 1.
May 9: I go on a morning run (yay for some couch to 5 K training!). When taking mother's day cards and thank you cards to the mailbox that evening, I slipped on some steps outside my apt and sprained my ankle badly.
May 10 - 11: The poop I mentioned before? Yeah, that pile of it keeps growing. Big, big pile (sorry I can't talk about it more. Let's suffice it to say that being anonymous doesn't mean that I suddenly get to talk about these things. And it will involve a court case, so I really can't talk about it). And I'm hobbling from the sprain.
May 11 night: I got to see Ingrid Michaelson in concert. It was a totally awesome concert. I loved it. She's so cool. I absolutely recommend seeing her if you can. And I needed the down time.
May 12 and 13: Mostly rested the ankle all day.
May 13 night: SIL is in labor again.
May 14 night: SIL spends another night in hospital because baby's heart rate is rising and SIL's blood pressure is dropping.
May 15: Today. I feel like death. 2.5 weeks ago my hands broke out in tiny blisters. I assumed it was from an allergic reaction to a shampoo that I never used. I discontinued its use, but the break out only got worse. Today I went to the dermatologist and got it diagnosed. It was definitely brought on by an allergic reaction, but it was exasperated by stress. I wonder where all that stress came from... The work stress is often rough, but it's nothing compared to the family stress these days. I woke up in the middle of the night last night with heartburn. I think that's further proof that I'm old. The good news is that I'm almost healed from the sprain. Almost. I'm being careful to not hurt it further.
Long story short, please pray for me and my fam. Especially my fam. They need lots and lots and lots of it. Seriously.
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