I cannot win. Seriously. This week has been crazy, and we’re just getting past hump day!
I have been miserable all day. I will spare you the lovely details, but I have just been absolutely miserable. I got a package in the mail today, and it was some Ghiradelli chocolate that I was asked to review for a website. Now, chocolate *always* makes me feel better! It was a milk chocolate square with peanut butter filling. I tore into the package on a square, then thought for a second. I should probably check the ingredients. I looked and it had “milk” and “peanuts” in bold. I’m fine with both, so I popped the square into my mouth.
It tasted like heaven. Really. Milk chocolate with crunchy peanut butter inside. It was like eating a gourmet peanut butter cup. And then, it happened. My tongue started to swell, my mouth went numb, and my lips went numb. I couldn’t believe it. Why the heck was this happening again?! I pulled out another square (they sent me five), and right where I had torn the first package was the sentence, “May contain trace amounts of tree nuts.” Oh.my.gosh. What are the odds? Why does this keep happening, and why is it suddenly so bad? I’ve always had a problem with walnuts, but why does it seem that every other day, I’m putting something into my mouth that is laced with walnuts?
I am going to have to start checking the ingredients of every single thing I put into my mouth. It’s just that simple. SIGH. I’m telling you, I am so ready for this week to be over. It’s just crazy!
Also wanted to let you all know that I’m calling the doctor tomorrow. I’m not sure if I’m having blood pressure trouble, or if I’m having anxiety attacks. The last few days, there are times when my pulse starts racing, my head starts spinning, and I feel like my heart is skipping a beat. I really feel like I’m having a heart attack and can’t get my heart back on track. It’s how I felt the first three weeks after Parker was born when my blood pressure was so high. I’ve been off the meds for about a week (two weeks?) now, and I’m really not liking this feeling. So, I’m going to try to get in to see the doctor tomorrow and see what she thinks. It may just be that my kids are totally stressing me out. Gene told me that I need to “learn to breathe and relax a bit,” but I told him that I’d like to see him deal with the 5 kids all day, every day, with absolutely no break. He’d crack like an egg. I’ll let you know if I get in to see the doctor tomorrow. I’d just really like to know what’s going on.