I've fought through one more day, and done it with no pain medicine or Benadryl. So hooray for me! And I've made it through one more of your birthdays while we're apart. And one more anniversary of Kyle's death. It seems that I've been quite busy while I was doing not much.
Reporting in Cymbalta-wise, it was an awful day - pain, nausea, electrical malfunction, lots of dizziness, the whole thing. I've done a massive amount of laundry and not much else. I have to work tomorrow - my first time since the symptoms became severe - so I've taken it easy today. I've met a few people from Pinterest that have done the same thing, so don't worry, I'm not alone anymore. Like I said yesterday, I will put my bullheadedness to good use.
I hope you've had a happy birthday. No, that's wrong. I KNOW you've had a happy birthday. I just wish I could have spent it with you. I'm sure you and Kyle commemorated your respective births, yours on earth and his in Heaven. Be sure he knows that Becky and I are looking after each other. We know that both of you will be waiting for us until we get to come join you. Give him a hug for me and tell him that I miss him. And you know how I feel about you. DRAT you for leaving on such a journey and forgetting to take me with you!
Love you, adore you, worship the ground you walk on,