Here Comes the Sun


Here comes the sun, here comes the sun…

How’s everyone doing tonight/ today? If you recall, I just got off Spring Break! I am just about to complete my first week back to school.

And I say its all right…

And it’s been pretty rough. This week. The children are completely off the rails. They are ready for the summer, they are done learning, they don’t care the concert is 3 weeks away. Give them testing and release them into the world! (Lol and sigh all at the same time!)

Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter…

It has. I am so glad the sun is shining. I can feel the heat by the afternoon. Summer is coming. Which is welcome because we are further from the flood back in October, further through the year, further towards the future.

Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here…

And with that, I have to say I had to have more tests run. They haven’t struck the diagnosis of Cushing’s Disease (a condition in which the pituitary gland releases too much adrenocorticotropic hormone (ACTH).) from my chart yet. They aren’t sure. Yes, it’s fatal. No that doesn’t mean I’m dying.
Here comes the sun, here comes the sun And I say it’s all right…

Fatal means if it’s untreated you die. Terminal means baby there’s not much we can do but fight and pray. It’s just the waiting. And peeing in jugs (really) and having blood drawn, reflexes checked over and over, eyes checked; needles, jugs, hoods, vials, paper sheets on tables, long car rides to specialists. I’d been putting it off. She gave me a year to get tested again cause everything seems all good.

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces…

And it probably is. I’ve had one migraine this year. No headaches that make me cry, or pass out. No tumor activity. So it’s like I’m normal. That’s good.

Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here…

But you see, just cause things seem okay doesn’t mean I get to stay away. Haven’t had an MRI in 2 years (finally paid off the 3rd one right around CDub’s birth) because I haven’t seemed to need one. But I always have to return. Be monitored. And wait for tests, and will I get pills or won’t I get pills? Do I need to get on birth control so I can have my period or not? Should I see this person or have that done?

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun And I say it’s all right…

But. No point in worrying. My test should be done. I finished it last Thursday. Usually, usually if it’s bad I hear from them right away. Like by this Friday. Then again, I got the test done at this hospital. Not the one my doctor works at (She was 4th in her class at Yale. You’d travel 3 hours to see her too. Plus she’s super nice). But then again, she’s a no news is good news kind of lady.

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes
Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting…

So I guess, I’ll just sit. Pray. Eat food. Not think too hard and worry about the upcoming Band trip and keeping things clean. Hubs is gone 6 nights a week now.

Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear…

And I haven’t had any trouble for two years. Yes I’m tired a lot, yes I forget things a lot (where I moved papers etc). Yes I am irritable and all that but you know… teaching in a public school in the USA when they are talking about cutting all teaching positions you could fill/are currently filling in a year would make anyone feel like that.

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun
And I say it’s all right….

Because it is alright. That’s the song I’ve had in my head since I decided to write about this waiting of mine. Must be a sign from God. Just have to relax, let go and wait because..

Here comes the sun, here comes the sun

It’s all right, it’s all right….

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