I have no idea what happened last night.
I had a great day and a nice dinner out with Son #3.
Then we came home and started watching the Emmys.
I had a good, long phone conversation with my Mom.
All was well.
And then suddenly ........ it wasn't.
That wave just came out of the blue.
Nothing set it off .... nothing that I am aware of.
It just hit.
Like a tsunami.
Damn tsunamis.
Poor C ..... he called in the middle of it.
Then he worried about me the rest of the night.
Thankfully (not for him) .... he "gets it".
I woke up fine today .... though still majorly (yes, I'm aware that's not a real word) stressed about tomorrow and having to stick a needle into my body .... on purpose.
HOW do people do this???
For those of you who've been with me for a long time .... you know that the inside of my cheek looks like raw hamburger.
For those who are newer ..... I've discovered over the last 2-plus years that when I am hugely stressed I chew on the inside of my cheek. And I'm mostly unaware that I'm doing it ...... until the pain sets in.
Then I have to sit and think about what's going on in my life that's causing me stress (because I don't always pay enough attention to know).
Once the pain set in this time .... about 2 days ago ..... it didn't take a very high IQ to know what the underlying cause is.
I think I'll have to be under a heavy dosage of Xanax tomorrow at 4:00.
If not a heavy dose of margaritas.
Or ..... whatever.
On a brighter note .... our tennis season started today.
And evidently our opposing team had already heard about the amazing ability of my partner and myself.
Because they forfeited to the two of us.
So we won.
Our reputation precedes us.
What.
Ev.
Er.
But it was nice to know that we got points for our team .... however we got them.
We still went to the other side of Houston with our team mates to cheer them on.
And the team did really well.
A great start to the season.
I then went to physical therapy, where my therapist is evidently the son of satan.
Oh ..... he didn't start off that way.
Nooooooo ..... he was very nice (and cute, but who's looking?) and didn't over do it.
And then ..... one day ...... he changed.
I think he gets some perverse pleasure at making me hate him.
Today I got to see him with a brand new patient.
He was sooooo very nice to her.
I wanted to tell her ..... "RUN!!! He's only nice long enough to suck you in.
Don't drink the Koolade!!"
Actually, he's a very nice guy (not to mention cute ..... did I mention that already?).
But he is starting to work my butt off.
And I guess he knows what he's doing because I am starting to see some improvement.
It's very, very slow with my shoulder (I have a small tear in my rotator cuff and am trying like crazy to avoid surgery).
It's gone faster with my back and hips .... as long as we can keep my left hip in its place. It likes to pop out of alignment, which is why my hips and back have been hurting for years. Who knew??
He pushes it back in place and then we ..... ok, whatever ..... then I do exercises to build up my back muscles to hopefully help it stay in place .... forever.
I hope it learns to stay in place relatively soon ..... like in the next 2 weeks before I sit on an airplane for 10 to 12 hours and then walk across Germany before flying back another 10 to 12 hours.
Another prayer request, Peeps.
:)
Thank you for the comments, e-mails and phone calls to check up on me.
I'm good.
In spite of the tsunami.
I know there will always be tsunamis.
And thankfully, they are now fewer and farther between.
Hell, I've birthed 6 children and had my husband cremated.
I can do anything, right?
Even stick a needle into my body ..... on purpose.
Right?
Gulp.
Happy Monday, Peeps.
And thank you ..... for letting me know that you're there, supporting me and encouraging me.
Even it it's to help me stick a needle into my body once a week.
On purpose.
:)
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