Fragmented Fridays

My husband sent me a sweet text in Spanish, but he doesn’t really speak or write Spanish. Here’s out text exchange:

Unknown Papi: Te quedo

Unknown Mami: Thank u! I think u mean “quiero”. Quedo sounds like a combo of quiero & pedo, which I guess would mean u want to fart me. I’m not into that if ur wondering.

Update on my Big Beautiful Brown Eyes:

It appears that after two months of treatment the iritis in my left eye has abated. Unfortunately, the medicine I was using to treat the iritis has elevated the pressure in my eye to an alarming level. I am now taking what seems like a bucket-load of glaucoma medication to try and control it.

I just started the medication and I am having a bad reaction. I have panic disorder and when I was putting my daughter to sleep I started feeling a tightness in my chest and what felt like the beginning of a panic attack. I had a feeling it had something to do with the new medication. I checked the side-effects and one of the rare ones is agitation or anxiety. Great! If it doesn’t go away soon, I’m going to have to stop taking it.

This post is brief because I’m feeling uninspired.

My wish:

I would like to stay in bed for a whole day and be taken care of, but that’s not going to happen.

And that’s all she wrote!

Have a great weekend!