I lied.

I thought everything was going to be all better, but it wasn't.  Two more trips to the hospital and one surgery later, I'm going to be fine…really.

No, really!

Oh, and hail destroyed my car.  But life is still good and I'm smiling.

Asleep to Dream

Last night we spent the evening with my brother and his wife playing games and chatting. I had so much fun just hanging out with them. They knew I was about to have a rough weekend, so there was a certain air of impending bad. But it didn’t overshadow our fun. I don’t have much opportunity to hang out with my sister-in-law so it was really nice.

Topic switch!

OK, this borders on TMI.

This morning, about 20 minutes ago, I took a cocktail of prescription medications that will make me sick all weekend but are supposed to make me “all better” in the end. Side effects include nausea, stomach pain, and severe headache. Hey, I can give myself a migraine without all these pills!

Anyway, I’m already feeling woozy and weird. Wish me luck.

The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants

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This is supposed to be a review of a movie, but life creeps into it. My husband already deserves sainthood because he rented this movie because I like Alexis Bledel’s other work.

The only problem was that my medical condition is messing with my hormones. The side effect listed is “mood swings.??? It should say “warning: the stupidest little thing will cause one to burst into a crying fit for 60-90 seconds. Spouses should be warned.??? So not only were we watching a completely girly, teenage Steel Magnolias, I was bursting into tears every 10-15 minutes for no reason, then abruptly stopping.

The movie was actually a very good “coming of age??? film. Four friends share a pair of pants with each other for their first summer apart. They attribute the changes in their lives to the magic of the pants, then come to the realization that their lives changed because they had to change.

The best acting in the film comes from Bradley Woodford during a scene in which he is on the phone receiving difficult news. His face is covered with his hand, and he is frozen in place. I can remember that pose while having difficult conversations. It would have been easy to act facing forward, but the impact of seeing his shrinking into himself was much greater.

Don’t expect a big epic. It’s a nice, clean movie about being a 16-year-old girl; a fun Ephron take on real life. There are a few overly convenient coincidences but I think a movie about magic pants deserves a little leeway.

So erratic crying aside, I’d recommend the film to parents and young teenagers.

[rate 3]

Closer to Fine

OK, so if you read my blog at all, you’re wondering where the heck I’ve been. Well, this month has just about kicked my butt.

I’ve been really sick in the past few weeks, becoming worse as time passed. I had several doctors telling me seriously bad news, and now FINALLY it’s going to be better. My family has been really proud of how well I’m handling all this bad stuff, but frankly I’m not handling it as well as I’d like. A couple of times I’ve just collapsed in a crying heap.

But like I said, it’s better now. I’ve been amazed by the strength and kindness of my husband as we dealt with my illness, and I’ve been blessed by friends and family who are thinking of me and praying for me.

Let the movie reviews recommence!