Since we are leaving for our trip tomorrow, everything about me is a nervous, I-think-I'm-getting-an-ulcer mess. My anxiety comes out in various forms... eating too many M&Ms (and not even the mini ones... which I can't find anywhere), knots in my shoulders, and one GIGANTIC knot in my stomach.
But the worst has to be my dreams. Whenever I get stressed about something, it ALWAYS manifests itself while I sleep.
For example, this morning I had a dream that I was in a parking lot, and some guy was trying to rob me. He wanted to take the diaper bag that I carry with me at all times, but I started pleading with him that my daughter has diabetes and her insulin and all her supplies were in there. He could have my wallet, just leave me the bag. I don't remember all the details, but I do know at one point I was lining him up for a good ol' groin-kneeing.
It's good to see that my propensity for groin-related violence carries over to my slumber.
I am well aware that instead of typing all this out, I should really be getting ready for our trip, but then I would miss out on the chance of becoming one big ball of crazy a little later on tonight when it's one o'clock in the morning and I'm still not packed because I just realized I haven't done the laundry and nobody has any clean underwear.
Did I mention our flight leaves at 8:40 am?
Why so worried Joanne?
(and yes, I do realize I have been referring to myself in the third person a lot lately)
I am worried about the four hour flight out there. Will it leave on time? Will there be any delays? Elise will be needing to eat her lunch about 30 minutes before we land; will she be able to finish in time? How will Elise do on the flight?
We've been having HUGE issues with her shots lately, of the wailing and gnashing of teeth variety. How will she be when we have to give her the shot in public? Will it cause a scene? Will I have to punch someone out for saying the wrong thing at the wrong time? Will I be deported if I do?
And the two hour time difference... Oh. My. Gosh. Our endo gave us tips on how to handle it, but I'm afraid we're going to screw up and forget to give her a snack at the proper time before we can convert to west coast time, and her BG will crash.
It will be okay, and even if it isn't, we'll handle it. Between Fred and I, I know we can handle anything. It's just my brain likes to play a game; "Let's Think of Every Single Thing that can go Wrong and get Stressed out About It".
Okay, now that I've gotten THAT out of my system, time to go pack some stuff. And maybe do some laundry, too.
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