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So tired.. then again, I'm always tired. Maybe Rori was right. Maybe my fiance and I just need a break from our lives. It's not so bad, really. We have a home, and food, and water, and heat, and a bed to sleep in. That's more than a lot of people. But still, I can't help feeling as if something is missing...
My father paid the insurance for my car, since we're a little low on funds right now. I was going to get the plates today too, but we only have $31.00 in the bank. Oh well, at least Mat gets paid tomorrow. Oh, get this.. my father also said he'd give us the money for my plates, even if we got them on our own. I guess it's because he owes me money, but I still didn't expect him to be this generous to me, especially after he took me to Grant's Christmas Tree Farm a few weeks ago-- yeah, he paid for the gifts for Mathew and my aunt, bought me cotton candy to bring home and share with Mat, bought me drinks, and even snuck outta there with a few surprises of his own-- the jar of dandelion jelly he wanted, he bought for me because he knows how much I love it. I can't believe it.
Oh well, I guess the "Christmas Spirit" took away his financial sense, hehe, so I'm not going to complain. But he knows it really means a lot to me... just not exactly how much..
I'm starting to wonder if I'm letting stress and other factors get in the way of my health. It wasn't until 10pm last night that I realized I hadn't eaten all day-- aside from breakfast, that is. I was doing dishes, when my stomach hurt a little. I figured when Mat got home from his late shift, we could eat then, since that's usually when I make his dinner. On my way into the shower, I got a headache. While in the shower, I started to feel dizzy. I had to grab onto the wall. I thought maybe I was just hot and tired from dishes, since I was using REALLY hot water to scrub.. so I turned the water in the shower to cool. No cigar. I ended up on my a** on the floor of the shower, sitting there and trying to breathe.
I still don't know what happened. Maybe my blood sugar bottomed out, but I'm not diabetic or hypoglycemic. After my shower, Mat came home and ordered me to bed-- wouldn't let me cook or anything. I munched on a peanut butter candy bar and drank a lot of cool water and felt better-- but then I passed out and didn't wake up til this morning. At least I felt better. Probably just stress from my slight emotional breakdown last night, and the fact that I wasn't eating. I'm fine now, but I can tell Mat is still worried, heh. Sometimes I think he cares too much.. but that's my baby. I can't wait til I figure out some way to take care of him like that.. maybe I can get him a new truck next year..
 Lunari · Wed Dec 29, 2004 @ 10:19pm · 0 Comments |
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