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The mundanities of everyday life
Mar. 17th, 2007 02:45 pm(In other words: WARNING, BORING STUFF AHEAD)
The few days after the injection in my shoulder were the sort of fun that's not... I even called the orthopedic surgeon's office, because they hadn't actually mentioned I'd be having that level of pain (or if they did, it just didn't sink in). I ended up spending a few days where I could barely use that arm at all. It settled down nicely and I think, maybe, I can notice a slight difference in the amount of popping the joint gives when I lift my arm, but I'm pretty sure that the effect would be a lot more pronounced than this if we'd hit the source of the problem right off. Which means my next appointment in about a month will see the OS sticking a needle even further into the joint. REALLY not looking forward to that. I just want this all to be over.
I'm organizing a dinner for our church's women's organization next week and it's been going along pretty smoothly. We're keeping it simple this year and most of the foodstuffs are things I'll be picking up at CostCo, so they'll take minimal effort to prepare. However, judging by the nightmare I had the other night, I'm apparently having some deep-seated anxiety about it that I wasn't really aware of. Mostly, the nightmare dealt with other people changing things at the last minute without telling me, as well as other people stepping in and taking over and doing everything all wrong, ignoring all the organization and setup I'd already done. Yeah, I know... it's a bit weird. Think of it as being a bit on par with the sort of dreams you had in high school, the ones where you show up to find out that it's time for finals only you completely forgot to study for anything EVER and, even worse, the school decided to move all the class locations around and everyone else knows where to go except for you. It had the same sort of feel to it.
Oh! I did some weeding this last week!! I managed about 20 minutes and, even though I still felt pretty good, forced myself to stop at that point... turned out to be a good thing, because within about two hours I was sooooore. Still, I'm hoping the joy I felt at finally being able to do something as simple as weed the flowerbeds doesn't go away anytime soon.
My life is a riot of excitement, I tell you!
The few days after the injection in my shoulder were the sort of fun that's not... I even called the orthopedic surgeon's office, because they hadn't actually mentioned I'd be having that level of pain (or if they did, it just didn't sink in). I ended up spending a few days where I could barely use that arm at all. It settled down nicely and I think, maybe, I can notice a slight difference in the amount of popping the joint gives when I lift my arm, but I'm pretty sure that the effect would be a lot more pronounced than this if we'd hit the source of the problem right off. Which means my next appointment in about a month will see the OS sticking a needle even further into the joint. REALLY not looking forward to that. I just want this all to be over.
I'm organizing a dinner for our church's women's organization next week and it's been going along pretty smoothly. We're keeping it simple this year and most of the foodstuffs are things I'll be picking up at CostCo, so they'll take minimal effort to prepare. However, judging by the nightmare I had the other night, I'm apparently having some deep-seated anxiety about it that I wasn't really aware of. Mostly, the nightmare dealt with other people changing things at the last minute without telling me, as well as other people stepping in and taking over and doing everything all wrong, ignoring all the organization and setup I'd already done. Yeah, I know... it's a bit weird. Think of it as being a bit on par with the sort of dreams you had in high school, the ones where you show up to find out that it's time for finals only you completely forgot to study for anything EVER and, even worse, the school decided to move all the class locations around and everyone else knows where to go except for you. It had the same sort of feel to it.
Oh! I did some weeding this last week!! I managed about 20 minutes and, even though I still felt pretty good, forced myself to stop at that point... turned out to be a good thing, because within about two hours I was sooooore. Still, I'm hoping the joy I felt at finally being able to do something as simple as weed the flowerbeds doesn't go away anytime soon.
My life is a riot of excitement, I tell you!
