11/30/2004 09:48:30 PM|||Amy|||I have a stabbing pain in the left side of my head. It's going to kill me. Really. It hurts like hell, and no amount of leftover Vicodin from Winston's birth will make it go away.

Good God. I must sound like a junkie. But, I'm a wannabe junkie. Really.

Bear is standing beside me as I write this asking me what a junkie is. I've told him to shut his eyes, and now instead of posting this only just started bit - I am still writing. What is wrong with me?

So, I haven't slept in 2 days. First there was the Christmas tree mishap created by a complete and total lapse of judgement on my part which necessitated a call to 911. Then, of course, last night only one child thought it would be a good idea to get a couple of hours of good, old fashioned shut eye.

My sister suggested over the holidays that I might be a wee bit ADD. My brother says that I'm just nervous. Right now with one kid hanging off my neck and another using my back as a slide, I'm both.

I need a vacation. A serious, no children in sight vacation. I love my children, but for God's sake - I'm not sure which part of my body will collapse or explode first - head, neck or back.
|||110187364127894043|||Aneurysm or Impacted Sinus?