The washing machine and dryer ran almost continuously yesterday...we had a sick Little Miss. I went to kiss her goodnight on Monday before going to bed and found her sound asleep in a puddle of yuck; she was actually mad that I woke her up. After moving her and cleaning her up, I went to survey the damage...yuck EVERYWHERE...certainly not what I expected to be doing at midnight. We both slept (or tried to) on the couch for the rest of the night and yesterday she barely moved from her spot all day...my poor baby. Ninety-nine percent of the time I think that I'd like more kids and then when they're sick, I think two is plenty. Little Miss started perking up yesterday afternoon and her Pepere's homemade soup really did the trick...she actually woke up this morning and that is what she wanted to eat...thanks Dad! Thankfully, she is pretty much herself today and I am so grateful that she is a healthy kid who can fight these random viruses and illnesses and be completely fine a couple of days later. Some Mom's and Dad's do not have that...
I also had my annual MRI yesterday. I was definitely not looking forward to going and so, I'm glad it's over. I'll have the results (which will be fine) in a few days. I had forgotten how insanely loud an MRI is, filled with various obnoxious noises that almost become somewhat soothing (or deafening) when they are repeated for any length of time. The entire thing takes 20 minutes while I lay face down...for that 20 minutes, it is quiet for about 30 seconds...well, not quiet, I could hear Nora Jones soothing voice in my headphones.
Here I am before the MRI in my heated johnny...isn't it pretty? It's a lot better than my prison garb from radiation...remember that?
And, here I am after my scan with lovely marks all over my forehead and nice poofy hair. I hope you realize I wouldn't show these photos to just anyone...consider yourselves friends :)
Today I am grateful to be able to start fresh...it's a new day.
"When a new day begins, dare to smile gratefully. "