A Deep Breath

I took a deep breath for the first time in weeks today. The last 2 weeks have been rather hellish.
This has been my last 2 weeks:

AJ and the girls came to hang out for the weekend. OK so it was more like a visit to the Vickers motel since they spent their days at AJ's mother-in-laws for a family Mike memorial thingy.

Mom and Dad move out - so I am juggling company and the move. more stressful than one might think. (mom and dad were supposed to move out the weekend before but couldn't because we were snowed in.)

one year anniversary of Mike passing - I didn't handle it well. (see previous blog)

the OBGYN finally figures out what is wrong with me. (3 1/2 months and no period and I am so not pregnant) I have PCOS - Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome. They think I have had it all my life. It causes weight gain and now with treatment I should be able to loose weight quickly and easily. who knew! It also causes excess facial hair - let's not go there. May also cause male pattern baldness if not treated - BRING ON THE DRUGS!!!

so yay! no cervical cancer! woo hoo! phone rings. It's the dermatologist who just removed 5 skin tags and 3 moles last week.
skin cancer - son of a b-----! I don't even tan! I hate the heat and rarely spend time in the sun! bleepity bleep bleep bleep!!!
Somewhere God is giggling and saying "Well girlie you prayed for good results from the OBGYN but not the dermatologist, hee hee "
Luckily I have the good skin cancer. But I'm telling you, when someone tells you that you have any form of cancer it is very hard to believe them that you have a good kind. Hello you still have cancer!!! and yes they cut the majority off and are putting you through a 6 week treatment to kill the remaining bad cells (bad cells, bad!) but it still keeps you up at night.

So my ovaries are screwed up, my skin is trying to kill me and to top it all off it seems that the teachers at the CHRISTIAN preschool where I work have all forgotten they are Christians and can do nothing but complain about how horrible the children are. And they didn't take to kindly to me walking around smiling so much because work was the last of my worries this past 2 weeks! Nor did they take it too well when I told them to cheer up and smile and that God loves them. It was like I was a steak walking into a pack of rabid wolves!

But today is Friday, I have my own house back. No plans this weekend. And it is 58 and sunny outside. I am off to the park with Jessica and a good book. Who knows I might just lie down on the bench and watch the clouds go by.