Sleepy Sunday

I think I must have slept most of this day thanks to this lovely cold.  It isn't a bad one, thank goodness, just enough to be annoying.  I ended up missing the MMA meeting because I just didn't feel well enough for it. I had called Diane last night about it so she wouldn't be surprised that I wasn't going to be there.  I do need to get some stuff from her about Judges.  I figure starting the first week of October would be good to start getting the judges.  I am nervous about this as I have never done this before but on the other hand, it is good to do something out of the comfort zone at times.  I called Kathy today and found that she has a cold too.  That makes both of us slightly miserable.  I asked if the kids were taking good care of her and she laughed.  I expected that answer.  She did say they had been rather good while she isn't feeling well so that is definitely a plus!  I don't remember Mom being sick a lot except with migraines.  I do remember one time Andrew and I made Momma dinner and we were going to bring it in her room.  So we carefully brought up the TV tray for her and then her dinner.  Then we told her that dinner was ready (she had asked us to let her know when it was ready - I was the cook for the day).  Momma kept saying I will eat downstairs and we kept saying no Momma you eat here, you are sick.  Eventually Andrew and I won.  Momma at her entire dinner in her room.  We kept her company and we were trying to be super quiet for her.  Then we tucked her back into bed and took the tray and empty dishes downstairs.  We then ate our dinner.  We were so proud of ourselves because we were taking care of Mommy.  Poor Momma, she got such migraines at times.  I think that is one reason when I started to get sick that she really fought for me.  She knew what it was like to be in such pain and she didn't want me to suffer like she had at times.  She was definitely a fighter.  Of course, she was in the air force and the army so I guess she really was a fighter!  I remember one time I went to a new doctor for my headache (this was before I had the great doctor I have now).  Mom came with me in the appointment because I was so out of it from the pain.  That doctor told Mom that I was emotionally disturb and that there was nothing wrong.  Oh my was she super angry at that one.  We left rather quickly and Mom wrote the AMA people in Michigan about the appointment.  Thankfully, many years later, (like sooooo many I know) I finally got the proper diagnose and am able to mostly control the pain.  I mean, at times it is out of control, but mostly I do okay and am able to at least still do what I need to do.

I think I am heading back to bed again for the night shortly.  I am so tired.  I have the music I need for my girls tomorrow so that is good.  I have to books by the front door so I can't forget them.  I have a houseful of lessons tomorrow.  It shall be nice!  I hope you are having a good weekend!