Its been a hard road this last week to find warm and cuddly. For the first time in three years I tried to go off of my medicine and see if I could cope. I couldn't. I was okay for about a week but a bit grouchy and irritable and for some reason really judgemental of my husband. Last night it came to a boiling point. I was just so incredibly miserable and after my husband and I got into it just one time too many, he asked me to get my medicine.
Today, while I was exhausted this morning as a side effect from the meds, I felt so much better. I don't feel like everything is magnetized 1 million fold in an attempt to drive me crazy, I slept well last night instead of waking up constantly, and I don't feel super anxious about my impending surgery.
Surgery in two days...jello and pudding have been bought! I hope to blog daily about my recovery.
Yesterday was a rough day overall though. I had a great time in the morning visiting my cousins but when we went to our house to finish packing up, after I discovered how much fun spackelling is, I slid down the hill and fell. On...my..back. Yeah, that back with the herniated discs that I go to the gym/chiro for? Fell all of my weight on it, feet just slipped out from under me and down I went. My new boots had nooooo traction in the snow at all apparently. I just started crying, afraid of any potential damage. I'm sore today, but surviving. My friend and I made carrot juice out of ten pounds of carrots, and I was ok to stand through that.
more later...it is hard to type with a Newton on me.