Growl

I missed a doc­tor’s appoint­ment this morning—one of those that it has tak­en MONTHS to get. I’m not happy.

I just could­n’t wake up, though. Sam roused me long enough to get meds into me this morn­ing. I fell asleep again, though, and for the sec­ond day in a row I end­ed up in a hyp­n­a­gog­ic state (sleep paral­y­sis). At least today was­n’t as ter­ri­fy­ing as yes­ter­day, but it was still nasty.

Yes­ter­day’s episode hap­pened pre-meds, and I did­n’t take my meds ’til I “real­ly” got up. As a result, I was close to tears for an hour or so. The effects of that are still with me.

Thank­ful­ly, Sam took Katie to dance last night. He also took her on a vital trip to the mall for make-up she want­ed to wear for her recital this week­end. Some­how I doubt any of the oth­er girls will have shopped at Hot Top­ic, but we know that Katie will look marvelous.

This afternoon/tonight we have sev­er­al hours of tech rehearsals. Tomor­row’s dress rehearsals are sched­uled from 1 pm to 11 pm. No, I’m not kidding—that’s what’s on the sched­ule. There are two shows on Sun­day with a meal break between them. We expect to be there from 1 pm to 8 pm or thereabouts.

I’m sav­ing all my spoons just to get through this. As much as I’m excit­ed about the recital, the whole process is exhaust­ing for Katie and the rest of us!

Please don’t take it per­son­al­ly that I’m crawl­ing into a hole for the week­end, only pok­ing my head out when I must leave the house. I’m very upset that I can’t spend time with celtic­drag­on­fly dur­ing her visit 🙁