Life, if that’s what you call it

So I have not written in a long time but life and Lupus have been kicking my ass. I have not been able to think clearly in God knows how long and it is annoying the hell out me and it has kept me from being able to write,  anything. And I do mean anything, I tried to write a note to Quinlyn’s teacher and couldn’t find the right words to fit the situation. I am not really sure if it is the Lupus or if it is the medication that is causing this particular problem I just wish that it would stop. While dealing with this annoyance, other, potentially more debilitating, symptoms are starting to creep up on me. I feel as if my joints are starting to lock up, I am having terrible headaches almost daily,  I am so nauseous that I feel as if I can’t keep anything down, and I am so exhausted that I feel as if i can’t do anything.

So needless to say it is hard for me to try and keep up with the kids. Lately I have been wanting to just crawl into bed and sleep until I start to feel better but right now that is not an option. One good thing is that in spite of all of the issues I have right now  I haven’t had any trouble sleeping (knock on wood). Because of the close living arrangements they are going stir crazy and there are times that I am too. I am grateful that we have a roof over our heads but…  we really need to get our own place. The kids need to have a room of their own so that they can play and sleep and have some space. George and I need a room for basically the same reason. I understand, and have to remind myself constantly that this is a temporary situation. I am really hoping that once we have a place of our own, and the stress of being cramped will be gone, that my symptoms will begin to wane. Who knows?