My Lady of the Lantern

My boy turned 30 months old this week. Can you believe it? I am gradually coming out of the stage, where none of my children are in infancy.  And while almost everyone I meet says that they miss their baby days, I honestly don't. M has a case of upset bowels, attributed to the heat wave we are experiencing.  He is very smart and resourceful, and a sharer (doesn't let anyone touch his cars though). Thursday evening, he was hankering for biscuits (not giving him because of his upset stomach), and when I eventually gave him the jar, he took for himself and his sister, even though she hadn't asked. Went to her, gave her the biscuit, and both of them sat on the sofa and ate. That entire thing lasted for less than 10 minutes, but I had a complete moment of melt looking at them this way.  I had a dream sometime this week, in which we as a family along with my in-laws have gone somewhere to attend a wedding. We have two rooms at a resort, and the rooms are far ap...

Ummm...no big fluff of joy at the house we saw yesterday. DH will most likely talk to the landlord. If the rental is re-negotiated, we might not switch eventually.  On the other hand, the new antibiotics have improved my situation. I am happy about that. Since yesterday, I have a lingering bitter taste in my mouth. It is just one of the side-effects of the antibiotics, and since they will be my partners in different combinations for the coming month, something I just have to make peace with. I have now also been able to pin that the general sense of fatigue I have, the feeling of stiffness I get every morning when I get from bed, and the dull pain in my legs, something that I have felt but ignored for long, are just outcomes of the anemia.  My in-laws leave tomorrow. I have been craving a quiet, peaceful, back-to-my-space kind of feeling for a while. I have firmly practised patience, leaving DH to deal with stuff I wouldn't want to bother with. It helps.

A couple of posts back I had mentioned the good fortune of suffering a particular infection every cycle. Since then, I have undergone a neat battery of blood tests and two visits to the doctor.  For one, the infection is bacterial. For two, my hemoglobin has tanked to 7.8 ( no wonder my immunity is haywire ).   The doctor got a test for typing of anemia, and it appears to be iron deficiency anemia, possibly from my body not absorbing iron properly.  I finished about a week's prescription before realizing that my situation was not improving, so yesterday I got another prescription. My anti-biotic has changed, and there is a plethora of supplements to go with it ( and the iron supplement is a 3 month course ).  I feel embarrassed and I feel afraid having the infection lest I pass it on to Figlia.  My sleep has wonked up again. I tend to wake up anytime between 3:00 am - 4:30 am, and I have the urge to freshen up. I do eventually go back to sle...