I’m bringing sexy back…
The shots have begun and so far, no bruising. There are tiny red spots though were the needle went in. Chris gets better every time.
However, inexplicably I now have a rash on my tummy. It’s just a little, mini rash but it’s there nonetheless. I’m desperately trying to wipe all mental images of this thing spreading over my whole body but that’s a struggle. If that happens though, I’ll need to come up with a new super power and thus, a new superhero name.
I’m taking a stab in the dark (not to be confused with the shot in the dark migraine experience with Doogie) and saying the rash is a physical response to the stress of all this. That’s just a guess though.
Hidden in the gigantic box of medications was a steroid. Mrs. JT had to break that news to me. Oh how lovely I look getting more and more bloated.
Then there’s the whole emotional state. I cry, I frown, I hide in my office so people don’t see me randomly bust into tears because I can’t get a meeting booked when my boss needs it. Or even worse, the mail comes. Oh my, that gets me every time.
So to sum up, rashy, bloated with red, swollen eyes. Yeah, definitely bringing sexy back.
I’m not sure there will be any additional pictures of myself until sometime in 2010. Even then, I make no promises.
The shots have begun and so far, no bruising. There are tiny red spots though were the needle went in. Chris gets better every time.
However, inexplicably I now have a rash on my tummy. It’s just a little, mini rash but it’s there nonetheless. I’m desperately trying to wipe all mental images of this thing spreading over my whole body but that’s a struggle. If that happens though, I’ll need to come up with a new super power and thus, a new superhero name.
I’m taking a stab in the dark (not to be confused with the shot in the dark migraine experience with Doogie) and saying the rash is a physical response to the stress of all this. That’s just a guess though.
Hidden in the gigantic box of medications was a steroid. Mrs. JT had to break that news to me. Oh how lovely I look getting more and more bloated.
Then there’s the whole emotional state. I cry, I frown, I hide in my office so people don’t see me randomly bust into tears because I can’t get a meeting booked when my boss needs it. Or even worse, the mail comes. Oh my, that gets me every time.
So to sum up, rashy, bloated with red, swollen eyes. Yeah, definitely bringing sexy back.
I’m not sure there will be any additional pictures of myself until sometime in 2010. Even then, I make no promises.
Your still beautiful to me. :-)
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