I worked almost 10 hours last night on Craps. It was a decent game. We did have one or two that basically kept us bent over the entire time so I was feeling the effects of that when I got up this morning. I only slept about 3 hours. That's about my average for Saturday night/Sunday morning rest. I got up, dealt with Houdini and his needs, grabbed a cup of coffee and a bowl of cereal, then settled in for a little bit. I was pretty sore. My hands, feet, and shoulders ached. And my legs were swollen. Some things the meds just don't seem to be helping much. This I will mention to my doctor tomorrow. After a hot shower, Kayla and I went to my moms for lunch. My brother was the only other one there today because Danyell was throwing Maelee a party for her 2nd birthday at 3. We took Mom over with us after lunch. I was definitely tired and hurting but the little ones make me so happy it just doesn't matter. Maelee had such a good time too. She is an adorable little girl. We left about 5. I did take a nap when I got home. I just had too. I hate sleeping that late in the day. When I woke up I had a terrible pain in my right shoulder. Great. A new one.
My beloved Chiefs are now 5-0. Who would have ever thought THAT? It's thrilling to see them finally doing well again. My dad, I'm sure, is smiling down and raising one up for them today.
So, doctor appointment tomorrow. We will be discussing the Rheumy he is recommending for sure. And how my diet plan is working. And pain levels. Of course I have questions. I always do. It may or may not be time for the shots I get in my hips...love those...right.
I have had a rough couple of weeks, but I am recovering. Mentally. It's funny how it just smacks me right in the face some days. I'm not a whiner, and I don't talk a lot about it with anyone. Oh and I when I do I get the dreaded "You don't look sick" or "Arthritis isn't that bad anymore, right?" or "Are you THAT old?". I've had a hard time adjusting. That's where my room for improvement has to come in. So this is what I've got, but I'm not going to let it get me down. Not every day anyway. One day at a time. Admit that I can't carry 10 bags of groceries at once anymore because my hands scream in pain...and that it's okay. I can make an extra trip to the car. Not a big deal. I don't have to carry 2 kids on my hips anymore and balance all that. The girls are grown. They can help me. Even if it is hard to ask. Learning to count my blessings in a different way. Thank you God that I can move today with a minimum amount of pain. Thank you God that I slept 4-5 hours in a row. Thank you God. And on super bad days - Thank you God that I have a support system that I can lean on. I know others don't. So stop being so damn stubborn and use it. :)
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