I'm having a hard time of it lately. Or so I think I am. I have had sinusitis where you feel your head is as tender as a melon that could be destroyed into smithereens by a sledgehammer and I have had infection after infection in my jaw and teeth that has just rendered me a zombie even before the cocktail of antibiotics given to me to help fight this all off.
I have had a scan now on my jaw and I'm hoping that soon it will all be over (never I have I looked forward to having my gum ripped open and a bone graft before) and I feel like my sinuses are behaving somewhat as I think the antibiotics (even though not given for that) have worked there too.
I woke up one morning all happy as the sun was actually shining and I could breathe and BAM! I came down to breakfast for the kids and a soul destroying melancholy cast it's shadow over me. I became this twisted, narcissistic, grumpy old woman who was happy at nothing and angry at everything.
I shouted, I cried. I went to bed early every night. I just about functioned enough to do what was necessary around the house and with the kids but hated every minute of it. I feigned indifference and pretended nothing was wrong but the torrent of tears soaked into my pillow every night begged to differ.
Two weeks later, I am fine. Everything is fine. No more tears, no more anger. I have thrown off the cloak of PND successfully again and emerge a winner albeit shattered and almost broken after several gladiator like rounds in the Colosseo of my mind.
I beg you, someone...anyone....please tell me when this will end.