I've been through some ups and very rough downs in the past 24 hours. Last night my anxiety was through the roof and I was really, really struggling. Today we all went to the doctor and she confirmed that, yes, we're sick (ha!) but thankfully it looks like we've got no other complications from the flu. Miss Eloise wins the sickest of the family award today.
Tonight I needed to get out and get some air, have a change of scenery, so I went to get some things from the grocery store. I finally broke down and called my mom and blabbered on about how sick I've been and how awful my anxiety has been. One thing my mom has been really awesome about is listening to me talk when I need an ear and understanding my anxiety.
When I got home Matt said I just missed my friend Erin who driven up from way down on the other end of town to bring us freshly baked bread, muffins and jam. Mmmmmmm. I can't believe how insanely sweet of her that was. We got alot of food delivered after Eloise was born, but this might be the first time someone brought something when we were sick. I am so amazingly touched. Iris said we should bring them something, too. Her ideas were marshmallow bones, candy canes, sugar snowmen, m-n-m's and a sucker for Erin's daughter.
Anyways, I think things are looking up. I feel like if I could get my head in right space I would start feeling better and tonight I got two much needed boosts.
Oh, I need to add one p.s. All Matt does is take care of me, hug me when I cry and listen to me when I need to talk through what must be insanely mundane drivel. He's amazing. He's my rock most of the time, seriously. He was today, as he is everyday, incredibly supportive.