Oh the gas mask box.... reverie... sigh. It's all a bit lovely really, often, sometimes, this having kids thing, don'chathink?
I am almost sparking with focus and energy today. It's so unusual I could take all my clothes off and dance..... with my Brabantia. Instead I'm listening, loudly, to Beck with the windows open and writing a first draft of a lovely show (I can say that, it's not my own creation) and life is wonderful.
I went to a sleep specialist who is writing to my GP to request an overnight sleep study, he's thinking I might have a sleep apnea/periodic limb movement disorder combo. Meanwhile he said to go full on with the iron as ferratin needs to be over fifty for the treatment for PLMD (which I just wrote down as PMSL
) and mine's eighteen. What with the many weeks wait for the sleep study, I think there will be time to boost it up. Meanwhile, as I may have mentioned, I guess as result of mega iron, I feel gooooood. I actually didn't need to go back to bed after school yesterday which had not happened at all in two months.
Please forgive self interested post but it just makes me realise how rarrrrbish I normally feel.