Thursday, March 07, 2013
I am coming back, indeed. It is still hard to breathe and my sleep wasn't the best last night, but I am getting to be and feel more like myself after being intensely sick for 12 days straight. I ate yesterday without it bothering me a lot. It was popsicles in the morning and at lunch, but I had dinner at church and it was okay. I ate Tuesday and it put me back into misery and I had a bit of a relapse, but I am better. I will stick to popsicles for my early meals and add in some gentle fruit (not citrus right now), but I should be able to have dinner tonight. Whew, what a lousy ride I have been on.
We had our first snow day in five years on Tuesday and now everyone at school is shuffling to meet the paperwork demands for the end of the quarter on Friday. I am so glad that mine was all done when I walked out of the door on Friday. I need data from 2 teachers on 4 of my new students, but my work is coming together nicely. I have the basic part of my lesson plans about finished for the week after break. I only have one thing to do during break and my son will come to school and help me to remove all of my snow and snowflake decorations. It is definitely going to be time for spring colors and cheerfulness. We go back on Monday for an inservice day and then we are off on Friday of the same week for Good Friday.
My two week break is going to be about anything but my job. I need that and my body and brain needs that. I spent a good deal of time once again defending my selection choices to a teacher and it has really gotten to me. They never notice what I do or the fact that I do far more than most teachers, but they can complain about things that they shouldn't complain about--and when you get down to it, those complaints are typically based on them wanting me to do something that they prefer not to do. I wasn't happy yesterday but maybe getting my blood boiling a bit helped me out in the big picture.
We are having a book study for Lent that follows a nice meal each Wednesday evening. I haven't been at church for a while and it felt good to be back--a lot of people were missing me and it was nice to be wanted that much. Sometimes it is easy to over look that special family that we share there.
I am on my way back--starting with a headache this morning and I may skip some of my meds one more day. One of them in particular is a bit harsh and I don't want to aggravate things so quickly. I need to get ready for work and get the kids in this house up and going. We have a lot to do today. It will be my third PT in a row--the ultrasounds help my shoulder after I get in my exercises. I have weigh-in tonight which should be interesting. I hope that I don't have a gain because I haven't been able to eat. I also don't want a big loss that I won't be able to maintain, but I do want a good meeting topic. Tomorrow is the day I see the doctor and I am hoping he orders an MRI on my shoulder.
I almost forgot--the insurance company from our accident in July hasn't been paying bills and I had a big argument with them on Tuesday. They want our signature to say everything is taken care of and we are all well. Hmm, the argument was good for me because I now remember that the knee and shoulder I hurt in that accident are the same ones I am having trouble with now. I am thinking they may not like being so smart-alecky with me over the ambulance bill in particular. I will be talking to my ortho and PCP about their possible responsibility in these injuries. If they had just taken care of things according to schedule, this wouldn't have come back up--that along with the condescending insurance agent who tried doing this active listening cute stuff with someone who was trained in this process and has used it daily for almost 30 years. Arghh, she needed to get to the point and let me go, but she kept me on the phone for some 20 minutes with that junk. It was her words that reminded me of everything that happened on that delightful day in July and now, we can put the finger on things the way they need to be.
It is definitely time for me to grab the bathroom. Have a great Thursday.
Monday, March 04, 2013
Yes, I have been awake all night--I am not sure why unless it has to do with how sore my tummy is after such a rough weekend and the off and on sleep that I got along with it--or if it is the soup I finally ate to get something into my gastric system with the high amount of sodium that I didn't realize I put into myself until I did my nutrition tracker--who'd have guessed that with just over 500 calories that I'd have went over my daily sodium? Oh well, that's a rare one for me and I needed to eat so my head would quit spinning and that I could get into some normal mode. I think for me that exhausted will do that.
Anyway, as we expect 7 or more inches of snowfall to start around 6 AM, I am thinking spring. I will blame it on Spark People because of one of their new challenges that I noticed. However, I really am weary of snow and ice and frigid temps (and to my friend Linda in Canada--I know, I know--but we get our share here in the Midwest...). I am not a fan of the cold because, as anyone dealing with arthritis or who has had a few surgeries knows--IT HURTS. This has not been my season to date--after surgery and falling, injuries to my knee and shoulder from something to do with recuperating from my new hip has led to more than my fair share of pain. Add in the flu and pneumonia that I am dealing with and my body has earned spring.
I am thinking of daffodils (My favorite spring flower) and crocuses and tulips--lilac bushes in fragrant bloom and ditching my coat, scarf, boots, gloves and so on. I am thinking of green peeking through the branches and ground and I am thinking of that fresh smell as well. I am thinking of being covered with a light sheet and throw and wearing my sleeveless flowered nightgown. I am thinking of putting out my swing seats and enjoying being out in the yard. I am thinking of looking at the clouds and imagining what the clouds might represent.
My thoughts have moved to my goals and what I need to be at the new goal I have set up for myself. I am almost back to my lowest weight again--so that leaves me with another 20 pounds to lose. I wonder if I can be active enough to lose them by June. That's about 7 pounds a month and that should be doable. I know my former routine for eating, exercise and healthy weight loss. I cannot quite get that level of cardio back yet, but I can work towards it. I cannot swim until we get a handle on my shoulder for sure and likely my knee as well. I see my ortho on Friday.
As for the other reason I am thinking of spring...Our school spring break starts after the students leave on Friday. I have two weeks off of work and I did not volunteer to tutor or do any such thing while we are on break. I am not planning to work much--except to take down my snowflake collection and replace it with the colors and fun of spring. Everyone will be ready for that when we return after break. I am going to spend my break at the pool, working on my afghan, and doing some decluttering around the house. It will be fun, slow and productive enough for me to feel some peace.
Oh my--happy spring!! It is nice to know it is in sight--I avoid thinking winter until I must and I'm the first one to want winter to be gone.
Here's to yellow and pink and lavender and pastels--and lots of pretty greens!!
Saturday, March 02, 2013
This will be short because it has to be short.
Last Saturday, when Micah got home from his bowling league, he was sick with a stomach bug that was entirely nasty for him. He kept it for about 24 hours and it gave him a lot of pain, vomiting, diarrhea, and crying.
Thursday, Miles woke up with the same bug and stayed home from work going through the same issues without the crying because, well, he's too macho to cry.
This morning, Marissa and Micah needed to be at school at 6 to travel to the music contest/ competition. This is Marissa's senior year and this is a big deal for her. Unfortunately, she couldn't go because she had the same bug that the guys have had. She got dressed up and looked beautiful in her red and black dress clothing. She cried for a long time because she had her solo, 4 vocal ensembles, Madrigals, Jazz band, an oboe solo, and a woodwind ensemble to do. She didn't go because it hurt so much and went back to bed in her dressy outfit.
I woke up again at 7. at 8. at 9, and at 10. I knew I felt yucky and I called my best, dearest friend in the world and canceled our lunch date. I have no energy and no ability to cope with this nasty bug. I cannot take my meds because I keep vomiting--whether there is something in me or not.
I don't know if I can handle yet another illness. My head is pounding and my back feels like someone drove over it and back a couple of dozen times. I have no clue how to care for myself. The only thing that I am holding down is an occasional tiny sip of ice water, warm tea, or a bite of a popsicle.
Why me? I've been whining for weeks with my issues and now this.
If you are aware of any other possible thing that might find me, would you give me a heads-up? I'd like to avoid anything else because in the weakened state I am in, I cannot fight it off or move on.
My body and my abdomen hurts--the latter is new and adds to my shoulder, back, and knee. The room spins when I stand up.
Saturday, March 02, 2013
Today has been a strange day with so many interruptions that the only consistency in my world has been the thoughts in my own head. I have had a lot of time to think as I accomplished many good things.
First of all, it has been really hard for me to deal with the effects of having pneumonia this past week. Obviously, this is a condition that earned the scary reputation that it has for a reason and I have to come to grips with the fact that it will take time for me to get over this. However, I have gotten over any number of bugs and conditions and germs, and I will get over this as well. It makes me feel far more tired than anything--but that helps me to get a different quality of sleep than I usually have. Maybe that has a positive spin for my own well-being.
Secondly, I am not moving fast between recuperation from the hip and pneumonia and whatever injury is in my shoulder. I do have an appointment with my ortho on Friday and I expect to get to the bottom of it. The ultrasounds bring out some tenderness in it, but it is hopefully the way to get myself better in the long run. I am on the right track with this.
Work had some tricky moments today, but it had a few stellar ones as well. One of them involved a pretty needy little guy who left me with one of the few smiles he has had all week. I am good at what I do and no matter what else is going on around me, I must never lose sight of that. Even the little boy who seemed to resent the fact that I make them figure out how to solve tricky words over telling them answers, seemed pretty happy when he figured out the tricky word "shopping." (He had warned me that his mama said that I "had to tell him words" many times but he found out that that didn't make me tell him!)
I also managed my children tonight in only the way that I manage them after spending the first time really grocery shopping for the first time in over a week and a half. I still didn't have much fun, but we have a nice supply of fruits, veggies, lean meats and whole grains again. I feel relieved.
I am back in charge of what I am thinking and doing, even if I am still sick. I can take care of business and do it well.
Thursday, February 28, 2013
Today may have been the surprise of all surprises. I have been dealing with the upheaval in schedules that ISAT testing has given us all week long--and it will continue for the rest of the week. It has made things difficult to do my job, especially in tandem with how lousy I have felt. Anyway, Wednesday is the one day that I have a bit of planning time because we have early dismissal scheduled for every Wednesday so that we can collaborate and work together. (The kids go to school an extra hour on the other four days of the week, then on Wednesday, they get dismissed about an hour and a half earlier than on the other days. This allows the time for meetings and the like and protects student learning time.)
Today, I had a meeting with the principal to go over my IGP (Individual Growth Plan=evaluation system) and we talked for about 3 minutes before she had to leave for a meeting. This has been the norm with her, even for a scheduled appointment like today. I left her an email and left early to see my PCP to follow up on my ER visit.
He didn't seem to be himself today. He wasn't quite focused and kept talking to himself and repeating what he had said. The bottom line is that I am "doing better" and need to keep it up, get back to the pool, and have another chest x-ray in 6 more weeks to see if the pneumonia is gone. He asked a lot of questions about pain, my pain, my shoulder, and how I was managing my pain. He wanted to know if the PT was helping my shoulder and I tried to explain to him that I hadn't been treated for my shoulder pain yet. I had a long conversation with him about how I had lost over ten pounds in less than two weeks. I couldn't quite explain being sick to him at all.
That is until today--they have me on a very light set of exercises for my shoulder, intense exercises for my hip and an ultrasound to try and heal my shoulder's damage. I left there for another doctor's appointment that helped me somewhat before going home and skipping the book study we were working on at church for the Lenten season. In spite of being told that I am better, I am tired, in significant pain and need to rest. I may go to the pool tomorrow for a little while and see how I hold up.
That is my news from today. I hope that I really am getting better. Maybe when I awaken in the morning, I will feel that way!
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