Even at my worst, he sees me as my best...

I truly understand why parents have always said that their children always make them feel better, no matter what.

So yesterday after my pee-pee hearted day, I knew it was time to take a trip to CVS to stock up on all the necessities that I knew I needed.

My sunburn had caused major dryness on my face leaving it like an open wound around my nose. My tattoo, being the worst was causing me so much pain and discomfort that I couldn't eat...again. I was in pain and saddened that I had possibly ruined what is going to be my favorite piece on my body. The fingernail-size pus-scabs that were falling off of my body everytime I tried to wash with antibacterial soap just seemed to be making things worse. So fine, I decided to let it dry up and scab with the the greenish sores. Ugh, what had I done?!?! I've always taken such care of my fine work that I found myself  peaking down and peeling my shirt off to remind myself how stupid I was to let such a thing happen.

Throughout the day, my lips started to tingle and itch. What the hell is happening now?? I've never had a cold sore or fever blister, whatever the difference is, but I knew that my lips felt like beef jerky and were burnt as well. So sure enough, towards the end of the day the stinging and itching finally got ahold of me and I started to scratch. Not good. Within hours they had bubbled up so big that the only thing I could think of was how embarassing it was going to be to buy some Herpecin or whatever you use to rid yourself of such an annoyance.

Like I had mentioned, my eating habits have never been worse. My daily lean cuisines, salads, hard boiled eggs, yogurt, fruit, and vegetables have completely disappeared from my life. Instead I find myself living on dark roast coffee and the thought of losing a few pounds. (since my time with my trainer is non-existant) I don't feel up to par and apparently neither does my immune system, so the dizzy spells also convinced me that I needed some vitamins.

Also, since I'm now private blog-mode, I can divulge such personal information like medications. I've been off of my medications, most at my doctor's approval, but with so many huge, life altering changes, I knew that I would need some assistance gettting through the next few weeks. I also decided that at the end of the day, I would fill my new prescription for Lamictal. I knew my doc had expressed during her rx write-up that it was a pricey medication, but I would soon find out just how pricey it was.

So there you have it. I had decided no matter how tired and burnt out I was, no pun intended, that I would pick up Ayden and head to CVS after work for such things as aloe vera, vitamins, prescriptions, antibiotic ointment & band-aids for Ayden's new gnarly boo-boo on his knee, Aquaphor, oral medication, and whatever else I deemed fit to assist in my minor recoveries.

I loaded up my basket with my provisions, powdered donuts and push pops for Ayden and headed up to the Pharmacy to pick up my prescription I had put in a few weeks ago but decided to never pick up. Hmmm, turns out that my RX costs $240!!!!  Seriously? I know that it is also prescribed to treat seizures in people, but that is just ridiculous. I caught a break...luckily Tricare covered my first "starter kit". The pharmacist helped me pick out a good oral medication for my horrid looking lips. A little Orajel medication equipped with a cute little brush to help with application. Off to home we go.

Before leaving I was just ITCHING to put on the medication to stop the burning and start the healing. As Ayden sat so patiently in the backseat for me to open up the damn thing and start to apply he perfectly timed the sweetest thing in the world. Since he saw me applying what looked like lipgloss or lipstick to him, he thought it would be a great time to serve me a compliment. So as he sucked on his pushpop, I looked at him through my visor mirror and smiled at his compliment that made everything stop hurting...."Mama, you're so pretty".

He made my day.