I like to get lost in a good book. It helps take my mind off things, especially right before bed. It helps tire out my brain so it doesn’t run all night on auto-pilot, playing what-ifs and all that crap. But my problem is I am always going to the library and checking out books I don’t like. I read a chapter or two and get bored with it, end up forgetting about it, getting a reminder notice, paying a late charge.
About a month ago as I was thumbing through “O” magazine (Really good magazine in my opinion), I saw this ad for something called the “Next Novel Collection”. It’s a collection of books about “women looking for what’s next in life“. So I went to the website online and found out I could try two of the books COMPLETELY free and then if I liked them, they would send me 4 new books every month, sticking to the theme.
I got my two books last week, I’ve already read them both and now being really impatient about getting my “NEXT” shipment.
Anyways, If you’re interested….Check out the Next Novel Series. They’re easy reads. Nothing to deep.
That’s been helping keep my mind of the still all consuming pain in my side. It’s so freaking frustrating. Makes simple things a “pain”. Like yesterday we were running late for Pickle’s appointment with the neurologist and we needed to actually run, but the most I could muster up was a fast walk with a limp and “AR!’ from every step on my left side. If I had been wearing a patch over one eye and had a hook for a hand, I’d have made a great grumpy pirate. “ARRRR, I say” Maybe I have a Halloween idea there.
Pickle has been having seizures this week. Not the fall on the floor, uncontrolable shaking kind, but the blank stares and weird convo kind. So we took him yesterday. More meds.
Tom Cruise will be thrilled, I’m sure.
Met a little girl in the waiting room who had verbal dyspraxia, which means she thinks she’s saying one thing but it sounds like garbled nonsense to the rest of us. She took a liking to the
husband, holding his hand, sitting on his lap, making him read her books. Her grandmother got the biggest kick out if it. She was the cutest little girl. She even hugged me bye. Never ceases to amaze how children are so resiliant.
My NANA arrives this afternoon!!!!! YAY!