Friday, October 2, 2015

My Big Fat Nothing Day

Yesterday was everything I was hoping it would be! A big fat nothing! When I have free time I try to use it wisely. If I have had a lot going on or any kind of busyness coming up I play catch up on my rest. So this morning I dropped my kids off at school early, because apparently the school cafeteria's breakfast options are superior to my fine culinary act of setting a bag of cereal out on the kitchen table. They opted to have breakfast at school.

I stopped at my favorite donut shop. It always speeds things along when the drive thru attendant has your order memorized. That is of course the ONLY reason I stop there, really... I swear!

Got home, climbed into bed, buried my head under the covers and ate my donuts in shame.

I looked for something to watch on television, quickly realized I have way too many options for television viewing, settled on something mind numbing and watched for hours. I ate some lunch, this time proudly out from under the covers - not everything I put into my body is crap, watched some more trash on the tube until time to pick up the kids.

I then listened to children talk over each other for the next 30 minutes trying my best to sort out approximately 15 separate stories between them in order to respond appropriately to each one. "MmmHmm, Oh really?, I'm so sorry sweetie, Way to go buddy, She said what?, You did what?, You left your homework at school again?" You know, the usual responses.

We waited for one of the kid's friends to get here for a short play date. I quickly slipped into fun, super chill mom mode that I only reserve for company. I helped with homework, signed Lord knows how many notes, folders, and permission slips. I pretended I was a rock star while I did this, thanking my fans, smiling and winking as I scribbled my name - this always livens things up a bit. I started dinner, and loaded the dishwasher. By that time Jarrod was home. I sat down on the bed to visit with him and was sound asleep before 7 O'Clock. Seriously I am like a newborn baby, worn out after having Exerted energy for 4 hours.  It's a rough life, but I feel like I live it well!

Honestly though, making it work best for your family, that's really what it's all about, right?! No matter what the circumstances you just do what you gotta do and try to make the most of it. My family rolls with things better than anybody I know. I am super grateful for that!

(just think, if I would skip the donuts I could change the title to My Nothing Day)

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Thursday, October 1, 2015

The Graduate

Yesterday I graduated from Physical Therapy. Which I did not see coming. I started going to PT at the beginning of the summer because I had horrific neck pain and major back pain. In just a few short weeks I went from taking 2 muscle relaxers a day - because that was the most I could take unless I woke up in the middle of the night to take one...and I like sleep more than I like feeling comfortable - to taking no muscle relaxers. My physical therapists were my new best friends. We began having sleepovers, braiding each other's hair, giggling and gossiping. Ok, that was just in my vivid imagination. In reality I continued to see them twice a week and they began working on other areas of my ever crumbling body while continuing to tweak my neck here and there. I really did giggle with my female therapists...a lot. But the male therapist, head therapist, boss man, took over with me because, wouldn't you know it I need that much help. Shocker!

Today Mr. Boss Man announced that he believed I was ready to manage things myself. I felt stunned, rattled, slightly betrayed. It was like the time a nurse walked into my hospital room and had the gall to tell us it was time to take our new baby home. We were idiots, I barely remembered to put deodorant on before leaving the house and I locked my keys in my car at least once a week. We had only managed to keep fish living for 2 weeks. How were we going to keep a baby alive?

So I am now therapist free. The advice he left me with was to continue working on my posture. Posture was something we worked on a lot. That is after we overcame the hurdle of maintaining good posture while sitting when your feet do not even reach the floor. This is apparently not something he had come across too many times before. Another thing he mentioned, which I thought was smart stuff, he said with the pain that accompanies my autoimmune issues it is easy to chalk all pain up to that. He said, dig deeper, make sure you know the reason for the problem. There are plenty of things I have no control over, hello chronic illness. SO I need to take care of as many things that I can that I do have control over and be careful not to just assume every "symptom" is being caused by my diseases. Good advise!

I might have a little pity party over being dumped by my therapist, you are all invited to join me...only it'll have to be virtual because, DANG, my house is dirty!!!! But then I will smile because being minus one therapist means I am getting that much better...healthier! Thanks Boss Man!

Sarah
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