I cant tell you why, but the past week has felt a little low, emotionally speaking.
I've spent a longer amount of time asleep, with a huge increase in the length of my naps. Between naps and some rainy weather, I also haven't gone out as much this week.
Now that we're most of the way through the weekend, I might have figured out one reason why I've been in a funk.
Friday was the 3rd anniversary of my second opinion at Johns Hopkins. Statistically, I'm fortunate to be alive.
That's a strange fact to wrap your head around.
I'm also struggling a lot more with my speech.
My naps feel like they're unavoidable, like I need to crash and sleep. The problem is, with the length of my naps, I feel like the days are passing me by.
Then, Saturday, we took the training wheels off Cora's bike. She picked it up right away, and I cried. Milestones.