Playing Dress Up

I was faced with something a few days ago, maybe it's been a week now, that I wasn't quite sure how to deal with. I had just in the midst of putting on my eyeliner in front of my bathroom mirror, as my morning routine often permits, when Mercedes (an adorable little girl my mom babysits) pranced up to me and just stared. I figured she wasn't hurting anything, so I just let her be and continued with my task, assuming she'd leave once she grew bored of watching me.

About that time my little brother, Ryan, walked in doing his best to persuade Mercedes to come and play with him. She responded, saying sweetly, "No, I'm playing with Joselynn right now."
Ryan shot her a fairly baffled look and said, "Uh, you're not playing. You're just watching her do nothing." Mercedes just looked at him as if he had no idea what he was talking about. I could justs see her thinking to herself... Duh, that boy didn't even know what playing was. And then she went back to watching me.

After I'd finished with my eyeliner, I asked if she wanted to do something. Ryan was still there. She suggested that we play a game. "Sissy can't really play games. Like, she can't play tag or hide 'n go seek because if she falls, she could hurt her neck and get sick."
I hadn't really ever thought of how much everyone else thought about the silly things I go through in life. I know they're not that big of deals, but they do affect a lot of people, like my little brother, who doesn't get to play tag with me. That's ridiculous. There are some things like that about life that I just can't understand.

So, after I took a few minutes to regain my composure, I took Mercedes and Ryan to play for a couple of hours. We played dress up. I know boys shouldn't play dress up in a girly fashion, so we made him a super-cool-tae kwon do-ninja man; it was pretty rad. Mercedes was dressed up in one of my orange and red dresses that actually looked super cute on her and a huge red hat. And I wore a white lacey something with a black, fluffy hat. It was a good time.
...and I didn't hurt my neck or get sick. :)


Although, while we're on that note, I did go to the neurologist yesterday. He decided to keep me on the migraine medications because they seem to be improving some things, at least for now. However, I think the best thing that came out of the visit was the planning of physical therapy. I'll be starting it Tuesday, once a week at Knoxville for the knots in my back and to strengthen my neck. I'm looking forward to getting better.

One thing that I'm not exactly looking forward to is the sleep study. I'm not quite sure when they're going to be doing it, but my guess is it will be within the next month. I just don't like the idea of being labeled with yet another problem. I think I've been labeled with quite enough as it is, and I really do not want to take any more medicine. Plus, I really don't want them to watch me sleep. I just don't like that. Eugh. Oh well, maybe they'll find something, but at this point I'm kind of hoping they don't.


You know, if you really think about it, life is happy. My life has been a lot better lately. My health has been clearing up. I think my nightmares are improving. I'm starting to shape up my attitude. (Hey, I'm working on it.) My school is coming around. I have a fella who probably couldn't get much cooler. My friends are uh-may-zeeng, all of 'em!
And God is totally rocking my world.
Hooha!