Dearest Alex,
It's been a while, since I wrote last, but what could I do?
Between working hard, my temperature spiking, and my dad being rushed to a hospital, I did not feel much like writing.
I'm still worried about my dad. His systolic blood pressure is extremely high 160s to 190s (it was once 207), while the diastolic is somewhere in high 80s. The difference between the two is horrific. He is also a diabetic and in his late 50s. I have not slept well in days; since he came home on Wednesday from work and was rushed to the hospital. I keep having nightmares. Among others, there was one of me giving birth to a dead baby, and last night I dreamed I was with my whole family as a kid, only to wake up and realize that too many of them have passed on.
My dad seems fine, but both my grandfathers seemed fine, before they suddenly dropped dead. So, I worry, hoping that I'm just panicking needlessly.
Yesterday, I've seen my Naturopath and the treatment prescribed is not working as well as it should. She suggest I go back to an extreme diet, but I fear that extreme diets may result in something worse. A friend who went on an extreme diet ended up lactose intolerant. I love cheese. I gave up sugar, I can live without sugar, but life is not worth living without cheese and dark chocolate.
I feel weak, and tired and I'm sick of being sick.
I don't know if I mentioned this mysterious redness on my hands. It spread slowly for months, because I could not see a dermatologist. On the day of my appointment, the poor doctor ended up in a hospital, and I've only managed to see his wife this past Monday. I hope her husband is going to be alright. She seems to think that the redness is caused by allergy to some substance, maybe some of my art supplies or something. The good news is I got this steroid cream and the redness is almost gone! I keep waiting for it to come back, because I thought it was going away before, and then it just spread, but it looks like it is really gone this time.
So, yey, good news!
As far as art goes, I'm finally painting the three paintings at the same time--the ones that will make up the last two-page spread of my book. My mother is going nuts over my using the dining-room table, but it is the only surface large enough in my entire house. I'm trying not to rush the job, and I've already made two mistakes, but I hope I could edit them out on the computer when the illustration is painted.
Today, I've filled a Horsing Around Order, have updated the donation report, and have noted my expenses and other tax stuff for this month.
Now, I'm expecting guests; a dear friend and her tiny baby boy. Haven't seen him in months.
I'm falling asleep as I type this.
I'll try to keep this blog updated more frequently.
Love,
M
P.S. Almost done with the Visual Language article for my other blog, just need to define elements and principles of design, and find an assignment I did years ago...
It's been a while, since I wrote last, but what could I do?
Between working hard, my temperature spiking, and my dad being rushed to a hospital, I did not feel much like writing.
I'm still worried about my dad. His systolic blood pressure is extremely high 160s to 190s (it was once 207), while the diastolic is somewhere in high 80s. The difference between the two is horrific. He is also a diabetic and in his late 50s. I have not slept well in days; since he came home on Wednesday from work and was rushed to the hospital. I keep having nightmares. Among others, there was one of me giving birth to a dead baby, and last night I dreamed I was with my whole family as a kid, only to wake up and realize that too many of them have passed on.
My dad seems fine, but both my grandfathers seemed fine, before they suddenly dropped dead. So, I worry, hoping that I'm just panicking needlessly.
Yesterday, I've seen my Naturopath and the treatment prescribed is not working as well as it should. She suggest I go back to an extreme diet, but I fear that extreme diets may result in something worse. A friend who went on an extreme diet ended up lactose intolerant. I love cheese. I gave up sugar, I can live without sugar, but life is not worth living without cheese and dark chocolate.
I feel weak, and tired and I'm sick of being sick.
I don't know if I mentioned this mysterious redness on my hands. It spread slowly for months, because I could not see a dermatologist. On the day of my appointment, the poor doctor ended up in a hospital, and I've only managed to see his wife this past Monday. I hope her husband is going to be alright. She seems to think that the redness is caused by allergy to some substance, maybe some of my art supplies or something. The good news is I got this steroid cream and the redness is almost gone! I keep waiting for it to come back, because I thought it was going away before, and then it just spread, but it looks like it is really gone this time.
So, yey, good news!
As far as art goes, I'm finally painting the three paintings at the same time--the ones that will make up the last two-page spread of my book. My mother is going nuts over my using the dining-room table, but it is the only surface large enough in my entire house. I'm trying not to rush the job, and I've already made two mistakes, but I hope I could edit them out on the computer when the illustration is painted.
Today, I've filled a Horsing Around Order, have updated the donation report, and have noted my expenses and other tax stuff for this month.
Now, I'm expecting guests; a dear friend and her tiny baby boy. Haven't seen him in months.
I'm falling asleep as I type this.
I'll try to keep this blog updated more frequently.
Love,
M
P.S. Almost done with the Visual Language article for my other blog, just need to define elements and principles of design, and find an assignment I did years ago...
