on the mend

EDIT: Just to clear up the confusion, torrid was the only “t” word I could think of off the top of my head. And you each may interpret it how you see fit. (i.e., the weather, your love life, etc.)

The worst has passed–and with hardly any fanfare. Poo on that. My hands still don’t look the same, but we’re getting there. I have drugs, I have an epi-pen, I’m set. The past two days are kind of fuzzy (benadryl), but I do know that I’ve been irritable and grumpy. And last night was miserable. I went to bed at 10:30 and tossed and turned until 4:00. My hand itched and burned like a fiend. I was up three or four times changing my ice pack and downing more benadryl. I must have slept some, because I had all kinds of nightmares. Then the medicine finally kicked in, and I was out cold from 4-7:30.

I didn’t go to church yesterday, because Ava was sick. I didn’t see any of my neighbors (wasn’t in the mood). And the two ladies I usually see at the bus stop weren’t there today. So zero attention. Oh well. It’s not all about me anyway, is it?

The doctor said there’s really no way to predict whether my allergy to stinging things will worsen over time or not. The next time I get stung, I may just swell up and suffer from inflammation like this time. Or I may die. Which is why she prescribed an epi-pen–just in case. Not that I’ll remember to take it with me places. Like out to the mailbox every day.

Livi’s last day of school was today. (make-up day) Her graduation (Friday) was so fun. So cute. I didn’t have time to get teary, because I was trying to videotape and keep Nina from running away at the same time. A woman came up to me afterwards (we hung out in Livi’s classroom for a bit). “I’ve got to meet Olivia’s mom,” she said. She’s Drew’s mom, and they live in the neighborhood that backs up to ours. Drew asked his mom if Livi could come spend the night. She had to explain to him that boys didn’t have girls come spend the night but that she could come play sometime. Drew was one of my buddies from COSI. Livi’s “never getting married,” but whenever she talks about Drew, she always gets a little red in the face (and grinny). Hmmmm…

This week is shaping up to be BUSY. Swimming with cousins, two meetings, Ava’s follow-up tongue appt, having new friends over for dinner, eye doctor appt (finally!), a trip to see some butterflies, radio interview, and then some weekend fun. WHEW.

I got my contract today from Harvest House. Always fun. I need 10 more surveys. Have a torrid Tuesday!

20 thoughts on “on the mend

  1. bethelaine

    how about tremendous tuesday?  or terrific tuesday?  or tumultuous tuesday?  (actually, i don’t want anyone to have a tumultuous tuesday, but i’ve just always liked that word….) 

  2. stephaniedawnbasham

    So I’m not the only one in the family that has awful allergic skin reactions to things! It stinks that you’re having a horrible time with it, though. I’m so sorry!

    The doctor told me the same thing when I got hives in college – that I would either get them again next time or die – but we didn’t even know what caused the reaction, so that was a little scary.

    Can you wear rubber gloves to get the mail from now on?

  3. Abs7

    I looked up the weather and it isn’t supposed to be all that hot. Nothing unusual for this time of year anyway. I really would prefer to stay away from # 3 (at least until I get home I hope #4 too!

  4. lendy_p

    I had to look up torrid, too… so which one DO you mean?

    1. Parched with the heat of the sun; intensely hot.
    2. Scorching; burning: the torrid noonday sun.
    3. Passionate; ardent: a torrid love scene.
    4. Hurried; rapid: set a torrid pace; torrid economic growth.

    [Latin torridus, from torrēre, to parch.]

  5. kellyleelizabeth

    Mmmmm, drugs. Mmmmmm, torrid.

    I’ll come pay attention to you! Your injury is good for a full week (at least) of some hardcore sympathy. Dang it, why do I live a million miles a way???

  6. jbnygaard

    Oh me oh my! Your poor hand! I am really hoping you are feeling better! I’m sure it makes for a long day, with changing diapers and doing things around the house! Did your doctor mention anything about a sick day?

  7. bethelaine

    i had to look up “torrid” just to double-check the definition… and i’m still not sure what kind of day you are wishing for us – “hot, passionate”?

    glad your hand is starting to improve. praying for you!!

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