Thursday, January 15, 2009

Grandpa & Bubba taking a nap together. I'm picking him up in the morning and keeping him for the day. Catherine comes to help me whenever I do this because I can't handle him on my own. He's much to active for me.

In other news....I am not doing well. Depression has a hold on me and it's all I can do to get out of the bed in the mornings. I'm sleeping a lot and getting nothing done around here. I hate this. I feel so weak. I just keep telling myself that this too shall pass. I don't want to feel like this anymore. I'm tired of crying. Sigh.

1 comment:

  1. Happy Thursday! I can sympathize with the blahs. I have been taking cymbalta for about 3 years now and there are days it just doesn't seem to be working. Seems like you feel achy to the core and you could sleep forever. Take one day at a time is my worn out kind of advice. Seems to work for me. It's great you have a soul mate to pick you up. I appreciate mine too. Hang in there...