Another dollar as my dad would say. Regarding my last posting, it's not my parenting skills, per se, that have me concerned. My daughter and I get along beautifully. Sure, we have our moments and right now, we're deep into end of semester stress with last minute projects being assigned followed by finals next week. Space and not taking the outbursts personally are on tap and a hot chocolate break. We're mother daughter but we are also friends and enjoy each other's company.
No, my issues have more to do with marriage and how I am more like my mother in those regards. Marriage is something I'm not one to chat about casually as marriages are complex and deeply personal. That's all I'll say here, that and I'm weighing my options, doing some deep thinking. Why does so much of what we witness and experienced in childhood continue into adulthood? Why does that voice hold so much power? The voice that reminds you of your failures. You're a loser... voice. Or the why can't you be more like fill in the blank. I am doing my best to change my Mantra. To be kinder to myself.
Speaking of Mom, her doctor called Tuesday night and told her to come in this week (like next day) for a heart ct (cat) scan after reviewing her stress test. A stress test she thought was okay. Results won't be back until next week but my biggest concern lies with her dizziness.
The Wonderdog's foot is almost completely healed. I'm hoping that when I look at it tomorrow, my concern vanishes completely. Still keeping it as dry as possible when I send her outside (plastic baggies on the foot) and a sock during the day which I've taken to leaving off a bit in hopes that she'll not lick it back to an infection. Speaking of the Wonderdog, she has had the worse case of gas. Noisy, odorous gas. And she's sleeping with me tonight.
No photo for today as I'm on my notebook computer and don't have access to my files. Just lots of words. Have a Happy Friday and Beautiful Weekend.