New month, Fidget's pain, my pain, and extra time...
I feel like there's something in the air. Though this week started off a bit terrifying, an urgent care visit for a yelping Fidget, I feel as though we're getting through the storm. After slicing his finger and then kinking his back, Fidget had a Rough Sunday. He awoke Monday yelping in pain, his back spasming and causing a slew of profanities to come out of his mouth. I was scared because he was scared. After getting prescriptions and making eggs, I settled him on the couch and took my own half day. Between the four of us, we are all taking the same muscle relaxer for various aches. Fidget is decidedly on the mend, but yesterday was a weird and rough day.
Tonight, however, I got home around 2130, which was the first time since this semester started. Typically, we both get home around 2230, exhausted from the 16+ hour day we've spent in various rooms and on the beltway circling the county. Tonight, since Fidget stayed home due to his back pain, I got home an hour earlier, catching very aptly timed buses. After eating quickly, I then cleaned the kitchen, made some deviled eggs for my parents, and a container of egg salad for both households. My kitchen is cleaned, dishes are put away, and even the stove got a wipe down.
Due to some increasing anxieties on Fidget's part and brainstorming on mine, I was able to manipulate our budget to get him a parking pass for the remainder of the semester. Not only will this give him back anywhere from four to eight hours, but it will also increase my time as well. Though I like getting up and taking him, as it gets me out of the house and at my parents' fairly early, I'm also well aware that I lose roughly four hours a week taking him to school and battling traffic. My hope is to still wake up with him and while he battles the beltway traffic alone, I can toddle around our house and leave an hour later to get to my parents for various tasks. For some reason, this gives me great energy! More time at home means more time not only for me to help with household chores, which bring me a sense of peace, but also more "me" time, something I have been sorely lacking.
I'm trying to structure November in a way to re-prioritize my own home. This bout with Fidget's pain re-centered that. Maybe those extra four hours will garner some time to run, or to clean, or to do one of the various household tasks I always think I'll get to but inevitably am too tired to attempt. We're going to double down on wedding planning and I think this will give me enough space to be excited.
I'm still in pain from my shoulder, the dull ache accompanying most of my days. It stays with me pretty constantly, so I try to manage it with PT exercises and being cognizant of what I'm carrying. Even lifting Fidget the other night, I was able to do so without injuring myself further. I go to the doctor tomorrow for her to officially tell me I have a slipped disc, so I'm curious if she'll have to go through PT again or if we'll move quicker toward surgery. I'm thankful it's not nearly as bad as it was in 2015, but I want to stop it before it gets there. My hand is not going numb, so that's a good thing. I do also know that my tendency to flick my left hand causes spasms, so basically my left arm just needs to be monitored.
I started a little brainstorming note at work, trying to figure out what I wanted to accomplish in November. At the beginning of the year, I was debating about a turkey trot, but I don't think that's happening. However, I think treating myself to a haircut and some new sneakers that are desperately needed will be accomplished. I plan on hosting Thanksgiving this year for at least us and my parents, so that is a daunting task in my mind. I want to get our home in order, and maybe with the extra time, I can do so...
... another new month, another wave of ideas and hopeful accomplishments!
Tonight, however, I got home around 2130, which was the first time since this semester started. Typically, we both get home around 2230, exhausted from the 16+ hour day we've spent in various rooms and on the beltway circling the county. Tonight, since Fidget stayed home due to his back pain, I got home an hour earlier, catching very aptly timed buses. After eating quickly, I then cleaned the kitchen, made some deviled eggs for my parents, and a container of egg salad for both households. My kitchen is cleaned, dishes are put away, and even the stove got a wipe down.
Due to some increasing anxieties on Fidget's part and brainstorming on mine, I was able to manipulate our budget to get him a parking pass for the remainder of the semester. Not only will this give him back anywhere from four to eight hours, but it will also increase my time as well. Though I like getting up and taking him, as it gets me out of the house and at my parents' fairly early, I'm also well aware that I lose roughly four hours a week taking him to school and battling traffic. My hope is to still wake up with him and while he battles the beltway traffic alone, I can toddle around our house and leave an hour later to get to my parents for various tasks. For some reason, this gives me great energy! More time at home means more time not only for me to help with household chores, which bring me a sense of peace, but also more "me" time, something I have been sorely lacking.
I'm trying to structure November in a way to re-prioritize my own home. This bout with Fidget's pain re-centered that. Maybe those extra four hours will garner some time to run, or to clean, or to do one of the various household tasks I always think I'll get to but inevitably am too tired to attempt. We're going to double down on wedding planning and I think this will give me enough space to be excited.
I'm still in pain from my shoulder, the dull ache accompanying most of my days. It stays with me pretty constantly, so I try to manage it with PT exercises and being cognizant of what I'm carrying. Even lifting Fidget the other night, I was able to do so without injuring myself further. I go to the doctor tomorrow for her to officially tell me I have a slipped disc, so I'm curious if she'll have to go through PT again or if we'll move quicker toward surgery. I'm thankful it's not nearly as bad as it was in 2015, but I want to stop it before it gets there. My hand is not going numb, so that's a good thing. I do also know that my tendency to flick my left hand causes spasms, so basically my left arm just needs to be monitored.
I started a little brainstorming note at work, trying to figure out what I wanted to accomplish in November. At the beginning of the year, I was debating about a turkey trot, but I don't think that's happening. However, I think treating myself to a haircut and some new sneakers that are desperately needed will be accomplished. I plan on hosting Thanksgiving this year for at least us and my parents, so that is a daunting task in my mind. I want to get our home in order, and maybe with the extra time, I can do so...
... another new month, another wave of ideas and hopeful accomplishments!