Life Marches On

Isn't it amazing what a difference a day or 2 can make?? It gives us more perspective and allows us to lick our " wounds " and regroup. Either that...or I'm bipolar 0_0

I'll Admit It, I'm Bummed Today

I'm trying to stay positive and not take things that happen personally but I am in a bad place today. My arm hurts; I had to pop some ibprofen today for it.... but really my feelings hurt more. I feel like bawling :( All I tried to do was help Mark feel better and he turned on me and bit me. The shocking thing for me is that as he bit me I thought " ok, here we go again...this hurts but it won't kill me ". Luckily, Jag was there and pulled him off of me. He had a rough night until he went to bed.....then...he got up and was fine this morning. I'm so confused... is this all pain?? Is this behavioral?? Or, as Jag thinks, a combo of both?? We've had such a good run this past year that I guess I got sucked into thinking all the bad times were behind us ( I know! I know! Stupid of me!! ).

I'm feeling sorry for myself today and I'll be ashamed about that later but for now...BOO HOO FOR FLOCKING ME!!!

Bite Me - Literally!

Tonight, I got bit by Mark. Not even sure what provoked it. It happened right after he'd slapped himself (and I had given him ice for his face). We counted to 10 like we always do and BAM! He grabbed my arm ( it was like slow motion ) and dug into my arm. The GOOD thing about living in Siberia is that you wear several layers of clothing; therefore, he did not break the skin on the arm. The reality of autism just hits me sometimes....