So with my hubby gone hunting and Halloween being tomorrow already and NO carved pumpkins yet at our house, I thought it would be fun for my 3 year old and I to carve a big-ol-whomping pumpkin this afternoon!! I got the top cut, the insides scraped out and an eye cut out. That's when I had to stop, but my daughter in her bed for a nap and now I'm curled up with a heating blanket after popping 2 Vicodin!! I began to cry and I began to smell this overwhelming ammonia smell!! I figured out it was coming from my tears!! What???? Then I cried harder!! Then I laughed because I thought... Who in Gods world would ever understand what I'm talking about
... My Lyme friends would! That brought me here!
What doesn't kill us will make us stronger!!
