Wednesday, June 25, 2014
The pain management doctor told me that I needed a steroid shot to the back, and that I was not allowed to ride my bike until he had reevaluated me at least two weeks after that shot. He only does the shots on Wednesdays. I hadn't heard from him in over a week, so I called. My insurance company still has not preauthorized the treatment. That means AT LEAST one more week before I can get it done, AT LEAST three more weeks before I can begin biking again. Which means, as a practical matter, I won't be doing any serious biking until AT LEAST August.
I am already at the edge of my coping rope. I am still deep in grief, exhausted, in pain, and barely able to handle my work load. I just want to curl up in a ball and cry.
I am so tired of my own whining. I wish I could write positive things. Today, my great accomplishment was finally unpacking our suitcases and getting the laundry started. That, and cleaning up my kitchen. Now I feel like I deserve to go to bed.