Life with Pain -- Tredding Water
Well, I'm doing a bit better emotionally but I still feel like I haven't gotten this new uptake in pain under control. I've decided that the main thing I need to do is get lots of sleep. I don't know if it has much to do with the whole thing, but one thing that has suffered this summer is my sleep. So I'm going to work on getting 10 - 12 hours of sleep daily for the next couple of weeks and see if that helps any.
I feel like I'm getting my mind around the change. I hadn't really realized how unprepared I was to be pulled back from hopes of longer walks and some real exercise to just making do. The last couple of weeks have been focused just on eating, doing dishes, and keeping the garden watered. I've been able to get some other things done around the house if they don't require a lot of standing, but I really feel like I'm struggling just to make do now.
I also feel like I need some serious alone time. One thing that isn't really helping is going outside and having to answer 50 questions from the neighbors. Actually, I've had my fill of questions related to the pain all together. I just need to spend some time on my own working through things, making adjustments - I don't need to talk about it much more unless someone's a doctor who can help.
Luckily, the anger and frustration are fading away. I'm no where near as short tempered as I was a couple weeks ago though so Robin's not needing to find a hiding place as much. I do find myself getting frustrated with all the things I'm dropping now. (Luckily those Corelle dishes resist breaking.) But mostly I just want to be on my own for a while until I'm feeling a bit better.
I would also really like the Methhead neighbor to go away. Yesterday was a lovely day -- oh how we needed some good rain -- so I had all the doors open. Then they started going at it again and this was one of the worst fights in months. Why is every time they fight they end up using death as part of their weaponry? If it's not "I don't care if you kill yourself" then it's "I wish you were dead." I wasn't exactly sure but I almost thought I heard a threat yesterday. I've got this nagging suspsicion we are all going to end up testifying for the state in a murder case some day... Gee, the windows are closed but I think I hear them now.
I feel like I'm getting my mind around the change. I hadn't really realized how unprepared I was to be pulled back from hopes of longer walks and some real exercise to just making do. The last couple of weeks have been focused just on eating, doing dishes, and keeping the garden watered. I've been able to get some other things done around the house if they don't require a lot of standing, but I really feel like I'm struggling just to make do now.
I also feel like I need some serious alone time. One thing that isn't really helping is going outside and having to answer 50 questions from the neighbors. Actually, I've had my fill of questions related to the pain all together. I just need to spend some time on my own working through things, making adjustments - I don't need to talk about it much more unless someone's a doctor who can help.
Luckily, the anger and frustration are fading away. I'm no where near as short tempered as I was a couple weeks ago though so Robin's not needing to find a hiding place as much. I do find myself getting frustrated with all the things I'm dropping now. (Luckily those Corelle dishes resist breaking.) But mostly I just want to be on my own for a while until I'm feeling a bit better.
I would also really like the Methhead neighbor to go away. Yesterday was a lovely day -- oh how we needed some good rain -- so I had all the doors open. Then they started going at it again and this was one of the worst fights in months. Why is every time they fight they end up using death as part of their weaponry? If it's not "I don't care if you kill yourself" then it's "I wish you were dead." I wasn't exactly sure but I almost thought I heard a threat yesterday. I've got this nagging suspsicion we are all going to end up testifying for the state in a murder case some day... Gee, the windows are closed but I think I hear them now.
posted by xj at 5:00 PM
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