August 31st

My brother-in-law died August 31, 1994.

My father died Aigust 31, 2003.

I think of my sister.

The kids and I are taking a mini vacation - leaving this morning to catch a train to our nation's capitol city. They hardly slept last night! I am catching a few private minutes before we go. I hope we are organized. The dog can go to the vet's, but the rest of the menagerie is going to have to fend for themselves. The neighbour is supposed to check in.

I have been feeling much better. Last week, the doctor suggested that the reaction I was having may have been temporary - and he was right - 2 weeks of fog - then awaken clear. I hate that I am taking something that affects my brain. Whe I was first diagnosed with depression, the doctor asked me how I felt about it. "Pissed off", was my reply. Apparently that is a good answer. If you don't have the energy to be angry, you're in a worse state than I was. Still, I was hoping for a thyroid problem - turns out it was my brain.