After a restless sleep our dynamic dog, a 2 year old Klee Kai / Sheba Inu mix named Houdini, woke me with a high pitch whine to let me know it was time to get up and see to his needs. This is not a new development. Houdini can be a bit on the high maintenance side. I do have to say that he instinctively knows when I'm not feeling well. He stays calmer and sweeter than usual. He will stare into my soul as well. As if to say 'Hey Mom, I get it. I'll try to be good today, but no promises.' This morning he did his normal in and out routine about 4 times in 2 hours. Ate his breakfast. Barked for ice - the dog doesn't drink much water, but WOW does he crunch a LOT of ice. Then settled in for a quick nap until the girls started to arise. Kayla, my oldest, was up first and letting me know that she was off work today so she was available to lend mom a hand. Good news! Kristy, the youngest, drug herself out of bed shortly before noon. She loves to sleep. She didn't have to be to work until this afternoon. I put the dog chores off on them.
I received an unsettling phone call from one of my very best friends. Seems he is in ICU with heart troubles and some unknown issues. So I was on and off the phone with him a couple of times this morning. Stressful.
I took my meds, got ready and went to town to get some errands taken care of and the grocery shopping done. I can't stress how different that is now. My hips hurt quite a bit. I can't grip things as well as I did even 3 months ago. My mind does wander. I wonder if that is from the meds, the pain, my age (lol), or just maybe a combination of all three. I don't like that it takes me longer to get it done either. I'm one of the few women that doesn't enjoy any kind of shopping. Especially groceries. Anyway, by the time I was finished with all of my tasks I was tired, stressed, and my ankles were swollen. I was limping too. I should have taken the dreaded CANE with me, but I still see it as a symbol of weakness. I am a bit stubborn, I know. And I also know that I must accept the changes my body has presented me with. It doesn't mean I have to do it gracefully, right?
After arriving home Kayla helped carry things inside, talked with me and watched the demon dog while we put things away and I started the dishwasher. We decided the family is having 'brinner' tonight - that's breakfast food for dinner btw. I have terribly high cholesterol, so my eggs are out of a carton. They aren't so bad. And my milk is vanilla almond milk. Also, not so bad. Having grown up on a dairy farm, the milk thing was definitely more difficult than the egg thing. And while they are enjoying fresh bacon and breakfast sausage, I will be having 10 grain toast with natural peanut butter and sugar free grape jelly...yea...
I did have to take a xanax today. And a Lortab. My pain level was pretty high. As well as my stress level. I don't enjoy taking either one, but have learned that without them life is rather difficult and painful. And so is moving. :) I try to keep a good sense of humor about things. My dad was a pro at that. I try.
I think a nap is in my immediate future. I'm praying I hear something from my friend soon. And I'm hoping to sleep tonight just a little bit sounder. If not, you might just see me again.
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