Stayin' Alive

Hey Hey Hey my bloggity cream puffs, fear not, I am still alive. And today? I just might be feeling a wee bit better. Number 1, I didn't wake up with a headache, like I have done every day for the last month or so. (I know, duh, should have clued me in, but denial works) And! I took a shower without feeling like I needed to recover for an hour after I was done. Pretty pitiful huh? Yesterday and today, after doing very little to help get Little Man off to school, I have just gone back to bed. Woke up and noted with extreme surprise that it was NOON! And I am asleep by 10:30 at night, so it isn't staying up too late. I feel too crappy to stay up late.
But today, I got such a nice surprise this afternoon. (snort) Little Man's school called Bald Man and said he was sick. Yeah, right. Nope, not sick at all once he got home. (I shall be having a long talk with his teachers tomorrow.) So Bald Man, much to my chagrin, brings in Little Man. Little Man was seriously melting down. Bald Man tells me, "I feel so bad about leaving you like this". I scream at him, "Then don't!" Ah yes, there was another option, one saying Bald Man could stay home until Little Man was settled down, with the help of a little pill. Thank goodness Little Man did settle down, cause I really don't have the energy to handle him in one of his terrible states.
Liza and I were swapping lovely meltdown, booger and poop filled stories with one another. Someone really, really needs to like give me a few thousand dollars so I could pay for someone to watch our various beasts and so Liza and I could go enjoy a few days some place warm. I think we both deserve it. Sigh.
My lips, fingernails and palms are still deathly white, but overall, I think I shall live. Thanks for the kind comments, so nice to feel loved and warm inside even if my hands and feet are corpse cold.