News of the Day

I think I am losing my mind. OK you say, that is nothing new. Perhaps. But I do think I might be losing my mind.

Three reasons why, and this is just today:

1. Nicole fell off a swing and hit her head. Head injuries are causes of great anxiety in this family.
2. I had a meltdown over the cover for my Bible Study and thought about walking away from the contract (OK, that was yesterday, or maybe even the day before).
3. I had a radio interview this morning and was going nuts trying to find the confirmation and phone number and the Internet went out and I couldn't even google it.

Yes, I took Nicole to the ER so I could sleep tonight. She has a concussion.

This all started when I decided to try to be nominated for mom of the year by taking the girls for ice cream two days in a row. We went after the softball victory yesterday, and heck, it was warm out today, so decided to go back. Tianna went to the ball fields (to watch the boys) and I took Nicole and her friend. Well, she tried to jump off the swing and fell off backwards instead.

Then she complained of a headache and started to get nauseous. Not good. But thankfully she only has a concussion. I felt nauseous too. Now I can sleep tonight.

This morning was a three ring circus trying to make sure I would get on the air for the radio interview. I couldn't find the confirmation sheet with the station name and number and remembered that my contact number had a couple of the numbers inverted for the phone number. I couldn't get in touch with the publicist, and then the Internet went off...couldn't' even google the station...but all was well, they had my cell phone as a back up and got through and I called them back.

And I must be on a mission to blacklist myself in the author department. I was having fits about the Bible Study cover and was overtaken by the impulse to walk away from the contract...but I didn't...I had been under the impression that the project was delayed but they were ready to send it for typeset and given how much they had invested at this point, I couldn't do it. But I do hope they sassy up the woman on the cover because I do feel there is a serious disconnect between the cover and the endorsements. But I am only the author, and in these matters the author doesn't get a whole lot of say so. Sigh. Maybe I will post the happy looking chick who is undoing church tomorrow...sigh again.

So how does a crazed, overworked, don't want to be a writer today mom of concussed child get through a day? By going to derm clinic, of course, and having chin hairs lasered off and taking advantage once again of leftover Botox. And eating chocolate moose tracks ice cream after school.

I also have a friend who is helping me slog through my crazy, frenzied life by having her help me with the details of my life, like ridding my home of cat hair, cleaning and running errands. I promised her it would get more interesting, but in the meantime she was getting a first hand view of what being a writer chick is all about. I'm sure it's not what she ever imagined.

In the meantime I am taking notes for a screenplay...

Peace.

Migraines and Botox

I finally had my neurology appointment today. In case you missed this part of my adventure, when I was in Atlanta in September I had an episode of syncope and collapse, which is a fancy medical way of saying I passed out. Clunk. Fell right off the chair at the restaurant I was dining at.

My heart checked out fine, so I have been waiting for the neuro appointment to tell me whether or not there is anything wrong with my head (some would say that I don't need a neurology appointment to provide the answer to that question...); but the answer is yes, I have a very rare form of migraines, called Bickerstaff or basilar type migraines which are often confused with strokes in their symptomatology. What is the likelihood? One in 500. OK so I know I am not normal!

And get this: One of the remedies is botox; yes, you heard that right, botox. So because I have migraine headaches, I now get to go for botox every three months, and the two for one special involved with that therapy is that my brow will become unfurrowed. Now you can't beat that!

But here's the funny part. I did have botox the end of October, because some of the derm residents needed a guinea pig to practice on and I volunteered my forehead for them to finish up the rest of a vial that had already been opened and would otherwise have been discarded (what! throw away botox?!?!?) I also promptly volunteered to let them practice on any other needed body part, hips and thighs at the top of the list...but anyway, when the neurologist said "lift your eyebrows" I had to tell him I couldn't because I had botox, to which he promptly responded that I would be getting more of that in my future (and my insurance would pay for it, I wouldn't have to be at the mercy of leftovers...). He said that was the first time anyone ever told him they couldn't' raise their eyebrows because they had had botox...and I get to go back for more.

So here's the question. Does that make me a totally vain person that I like my forehead better without lines and furrows? I admit I squinch my eyebrows together a lot when I can move those muscles, but I feel and probably look much more relaxed not being able to do so. What do you think? Is botox OK if you don't pay for it, or as medical therapy with cosmetic side benefits, or not?