My disease, that dear old arch enemy, diabetes has reared it's ugly pain in the ass head again. I started taking these antibiotics and suddenly my sugars are completely nutso and I'm high as a kite.

Yesterday, I had to walk for 45 minutes just to get my sugars kind of normal. This morning, I had a good breakfast, no snack and I can feel myself fuzzybrained on high sugars. Mike and I took a walk around the block, but still feel rather dreadful.

I can't keep a thought in my head as of this weekend.

It was bad enough being stupid tired. Now, I can add to the list of stupidity, "stupid diabetic."

Mike and I have agreed that we'll take a walk with the kids after dinner, "an evenin' constitutional" and see if that doesn't help, but dude, I'm telling ya, I feel like run over dog poo.

The baby's still on her weird babiness schedule. She woke up last night and was in bed with us at 230AM. I'm a wreck.

Calgon, take me away!