Thank God it's Saturday!

I hate it when I'm not feeling good and I know exactly why and I may have to change something in my routine that I really would rather not.

Just when I was starting to feel better my body decided to thoroughly protest on me. Nausea, severe migraines, dizziness - and it's all caused by the combination of medications I'm on. More specifically by the fact my thyroid meds have been increased and now it's in conflict with my anti-depressant/anti-anxiety medication. I was told there was a possibility there might be some kind of reaction. I didn't think it would take over two weeks for it to develop. But that's how long it took for the new dosage to build up in my body and then begin reacting to the other medication.

So yeah, I've felt absolutely horrible most of this week.

My therapist doesn't want to take me off the anti-depressant/anti-anxiety medication. It's the only one I can take that I don't get violently sick from. I don't want to go off it either. She's trying to figure out what to do and is talking to my endocrinologist.

This has affected the kids, of course. But it's affected J in a way that I feel isn't much better than the other way my health issues did previously. He's now overly worried for me and feels it's his job to take care of me. He's tried several times this week to convince me to let him stay home so he can take care of me. He's had his paras call me for him so he can talk to me to make sure I'm all right. It's very sweet he's done all this, however, he's trying to take on a huge responsibility that's not his and I feel awful about it -again.

I know part of it is that years ago my dad put in his head how he's the Man of the House and it's his job to protect his sister and I. I was furious at my dad for this. You don't put that kind of responsibility on a little boy. He's just that - a little boy. J may be 11 now but it's still not his job to take care of and protect me. That's my job to him and Y. His job is to be an 11 year old and have fun.

I'm touched that he cares so much and is concerned for me. I know how much he loves me. But I don't want him taking on more than he needs to.

Because I haven't been feeling well, I haven't commented hardly anywhere, and there have been so many things I've wanted to talk about but haven't: The AAP and their search for families who don't believe vaccines caused their child's autism, etc. J's shopping day and how great it went (before I started to feel completely awful). My review and thoughts on Jumper.

The first one I may just write up a post about my thoughts on the whole autism-vaccine issue. The other two will make some kind of showing, especially the last one because I've thought a lot about the movie since seeing it.

I'll get to these, I just don't know when. It all depends on when I'm feeling better again. Which I hope is soon.