and no, the voices speaking to me were not in my head
I woke up today miserable. I was miserable before I woke up actually.
I was plauged by wierd dreams all night long. Flickers of the past combined with random events strongly influenced by watching Jarhead last night. Quite surreal, yet I was still surprised when i woke up and discovered that it wasn't real. Sigh. I already felt out of touch with the morning.
I heard my daughter crying from her room and I tried to ignore it for a few seconds in the hope that HW would get up and deal with her first. (He is much better at the stall game than I am) I finally dragged myself upright ans staggered to the bathroom, only to discover the queasy feeling in my stomach was not the aftereffect of a weird dream, but the contents of my stomach clammoring to be set free.
The large white bowl in the bathroom was just close enough. Bleach. My day has officially started out in a less than possitive manner. Just as I start to wonder why my loving husband has not come in to rescue me, I hear his gentle voice at the door. "Are you okay?" *pause* "I brought you some water and saltines..." Sigh. At least HW is the loving kind of husband who tries to make me feel better. Maybe today won't be so bad.
I stagger back to bed, only to have a minor heart attack as I step on something soft and wiggly. (as a side note, without my glasses, I am pretty much blind) I squinted down, with my heart racing and the blood in my head making me dizzy. There was my son, hugging his puppy. "Hi mom. I'm sleeping down here"
HW tucked me in and took off to distract boy with breakfast and a movie. I fell asleep after one more losing attempt to keep my dignity (and stomach contents)
*Dont' worry....hang in there...I am getting to the point of this blog*
I fell asleep only to wake up with spasms in my neck and back. I forgot to take the scrunchie out of my hair and it forced me to sleep at a strange neck angle....ouch. Sigh. And to top it off. (Guys, close your eyes here) My period started. I am officially declaring this day a complete and total loss.
But then.....*cue music and lights* I had a phone call from a fellow Joeueser. A person from my past who has somehow always cued in at just the right time. Showing up for my wedding with just a few moments to spare, calling at the right time, emailing once again with impecable timing. Her voice was so familiar that I perked up right away. It took at least a full second after I said hello and felt better before I realized who it was. A voice that I haven't heard in a long time, but treasured nevertheless.
A few days ago I had a million things to say and no time to sit and email. No faced with the sudden elation of having her on the other end of the line, my brain went blank. Oh well, I didn't care because it was such a blessing to have something go right today.
Long story short, i really didn't have much to say and she had a cute little boy's voice inturrupting her (very cute kid BTW). I felt under the weather still and cut it short so she wouldn't be present for yet another trip to turn my guts inside out. But for the few minutes, I was happy and it made all the difference.
Thanks Angela!