I was going to write a longer post about how my brain has been so fried, my thoughts so all over that place that I cannot rein them in on most days. During any given conversation, I will ask a question and as soon as it leaves my mouth, my thoughts wander on to ponder something else. I have to force myself to hear and remember the answer. I think I am getting a glimpse of what it must be like to have ADD? When I talk to my kids, I often hear: Did you just hear a word I said?
I have no idea if this has to do with the thyroid removal. In the beginning, I thought that the anesthesia had something to do with it, but now it is nearly 3 months later. The doctor is still trying to adjust my thyroid meds, because the levels have been too high. I am sincerely hoping that this is now the right dose. I will know at the end of August, when we do more bloodwork.
That was going to be my roundabout way of letting you know why I haven't blogged much. Yes summer has its own pace, and somehow I end up in the position, more than during the schoolyear, of managing everyone's schedules. There seem to be so many more schedules to manage. All the while I am doing my darndest to dye more yarn.
It seems that such a tragedy can be ameliorated with lots and lots of love...I'm hoping, anyway. Sending love, knitting a prayer shawl, making dinners for the family: somehow it drowns out horrible questions as to WHY? Why did this happen? Why is a little boy who was waiting for his little sister to arrive and make him a big brother, why is a little boy now faced with such unanswerable questions?
Truth be told, I have the questions, and I know at the same time that there are no answers. I don't expect anyone has them. So I just try to hold some of the grief that I know must be so much to bear for the family.