I had a decent weekend, rather, my stomach did - but Sunday night made up for the reprieve.  Enough so that I scheduled with my doctor this morning and made my way to his office.  I left there with no surprises given my research, which is good I guess, but it also left with a script for pantoprazole.  I took one right away and I'm feeling okay at the moment, but the real test is bed time.

At least I felt well enough this weekend to partake in Avery's birthday cake!  My baby is 8, how can that be? We visited with her Nonni on Saturday and indulged her simple requests for meals on Sunday.  I also felt well enough on Friday that I was putting things out side for people who could use them to come take.  The weather has cooled significantly, so I really need to keep getting things dealt with in the basement.  Bending over with my weight hasn't been pleasant for my stomach/breathing or my back, but adding in extreme heat and I was so not doing it.

School has started off well.  We have also started with some chores and adding responsibilities (like being in charge of getting everything out of the backpack and putting everything back in.  Simple enough but it's all about the responsibility of it.  She has happily come home the two days this week and kicked off getting her homework out of the way - something I always did too, I'm happy to see her free up the rest of her evening.

Foster kitties poo went out again yesterday, so I'm hoping for word that they have the all clear and I can submit their biographies and we can get on finding them forever families.