Mom's been in a grouchy mood and blasting Megan every time they come in contact. Megan has had her dander up because of that...and maybe because she's just a bit "prickly" even on a good day.
Tim's still got at least one kidney stone. He may or may not have passed one yesterday at work. We may never know because he doesn't take the strainer to work...not that I would, either. At least he hasn't been feeling too bad.
Me? I had to see a neurologist on Tuesday. I've not mentioned it before because I wanted to have some answers. I don't really have any now, but the process has begun. My hands and feet began tingling during Christmas break. It comes and goes and sometimes it doesn't bother me too much and other times I can't even stand to have socks on my feet. My sugar is always fine and my vitamin B12 levels are fine. Both can cause tingling if they are out of whack. Since those are okay, my family doctor started asking questions about Multiple Sclerosis.
FREAK ME OUT!!
The good news is that the neurologist doesn't think it's MS even without the tests being run yet. He's basing that on on the stuff he did in the office and the fact that MS doesn't usually show up on both sides of the body at the same time. I do have some neuropathy (nerve damage) so it's not in my head. Next step is a boatload of bloodwork and a couple days of tests where I guess they basically send electrical impulses through your nerves. Everyone I know who has been through says it is the worst test they've ever had.
Tim is getting a little bit of overtime now and hopefully, real building projects will start up soon. It can't come soon enough....finances are getting more than a little tight. Not that we'd have any stress from that. (that was sarcasm)
Then today Megan posted an absolutely scathing status on Facebook....turns out it was in response to a flat out lie. About me. By the family "member" who has pretty much destroyed our family ties. I'm not upset. Honest. I've prayed a lot and I have peace about things. Yes, it sucks that I don't see my son and grandchildren, but if he comes around I will welcome him like the prodigal son he is. If he doesn't.... Well, I will miss him and the kids, but I will survive. What bothers me is the state of her mind....all that hate and it doesn't bother her to lie. I know she hates it, but I do pray for her. I pray she opens her heart to Jesus before it is too late. I hope she realizes before it is too late that yes, all that hate hurts the people around her, but it hurts her more.
This week's prompt: switch
The most obvious meaning, I guess, is the switch that interrupts electrical current to turn something on and off. They come in a lot of shapes and forms....
There is a railroad switch, which diverts a train from one track to another. The saying "asleep at the switch" comes from that. Napping at the switch results in baaaaad things!
We can switch places with someone and one of the better known examples is Disney's Freaky Friday where mother and daughter switch places.
And the last thing I thought of was a switch. You know, if you're old enough, what I'm talking about.....a slim, flexible, whip-like bough cut from a tree for the purpose of spanking a young offender.
That's all I've got for "switch" and I'm coming in awfully late today so I'd better get this posted before Thursday is over!