I love my nephew (technically he is only my besties son, but I consider her in my hearts, my sister, ergo he becomes my nephew) I love when he is all pick me up and cuddle me. Though due to autism he doesn’t speak it verbally, but his eyes tell the story in a way you can never imagine. There is such a gorgeous beauty and happiness that the world and its issues fade out around him (he is human form prozac, trust me)
So today I pick him up and for half an hour I and standing in the kitchen, and I have cuddly 3 and half year old cutie pie in my arms. Then he gets restless. And he is wriggly but only on the top half of things. Then he does the pat-a-cake on my shoulders and then my face … yup … my face. What is it about children and animals that they only love the side that you have a problem with? Yes he play slapped me one right on my right cheek and what normally feels like a bit of play dough up on my skin felt more like an angry slap. Since then I have had intermittent pulses of sharp stabbing feelings. ah well, he didn’t know.
I am really grateful to the medication I am on. I have the feeling I would be in a lot worse place than I am right now.
I spoke also to my besties mum, she has fibromyalgia, lupus, and now TN - yeah talk about being beaten with the bad luck stick - what I am learning is this insidious disorder does to us varies with person to person. It was nice to talk to her, it was nice to share the problem to hear someone’s voice. But as I have always said. I wish I was the only person with this issue - just so others would not have to suffer it.
And lets through some happy dust around.
The interview I thought I tanked due to being a bit zombied? Not so tanked in fact I was given the feedback that the answers were spot on and personality wise I came over great. I just needed to up the confidence levels. So good luck to the people on the second interview I have to go through.