I have been experiencing more pain the last few days. I’m grateful that I am going to the doctor tomorrow. I tried going in on Friday but apparently I was supposed to schedule an appointment, not just show up, which is what it sounded like the doctor had meant when I went in the first time. Oh well. Tomorrow at 9 it is.
The doctor prescribed a muscle relaxer when I went in right after the accident. I have been taking it at night, right before bedtime, because it makes me sleepy and I can’t get anything done during the day if I take it during the day. My neck, back, and left leg have been waking me up during the night, anyway. Frustrating and a little thought-provoking.
Lance comes home tomorrow. He is getting anxious. He had an follow-up appointment scheduled for tomorrow, but we didn’t think he was getting out until Tuesday, so we agreed to reschedule it. He now has that appointment next Monday. Lance really wants his stitches out but I really doubt they would be doing that tomorrow if he still had the appointment. The stitches are mostly healed but still seeping a little.
They have put him on an anti-anxiety medication, which just makes sense to me. He doesn’t like it. Says it sort of deadens some of his emotions, like having the ability to cry. I think that is probably just part of the acclimation process, but I’m not a doctor. I guess we will just see how it goes.
I am finding that I am having a difficult time with some of what is going on in my world right now. It just seems a bit much. I’m not derailing but…well, I guess part of me wants to just derail and scream at the world. It wouldn’t help, I know, but the feeling is there. I guess I’m just a bit overwhelmed. I guess this is a “Suck it up, Buttercup” moment. Left foot, right foot…
More of my borage plants around the stump are starting to bloom. When I see this, it really makes me happy, gives me a sense of satisfaction. I don’t know whether or not the painted daisies I planted there will end up growing enough to produce flowers, but they haven’t died off and are growing some, if at a really slow pace. The lavender I planted around the stump is getting bigger, but also seems to be growing more slowly.
Out of all the Hydrangea cuttings I had, it looks like I will definitely have one Hydrangea, possibly two. Seems a little disappointing that only that many are making it but it is better than none of them. It’s a start.
I’ve been seeing butterfly bushes growing along the roadside. I desperately want to stop and grab some cutting but I haven’t felt like I had the time to stop. I guess I’m making excuses. I’ve put a knife in the Jeep, now, so I really have no valid excuse for not stopping. I just have to make myself do it and stop having my very own pity party, which I think is really what not stopping is all about.
Anyway, I need to get going. I have a 3 bedroom, 2 bath house to do today. Have a great day, everyone!!
Dragonfly Gypsy USA 