I keep looking for the person I was, The person that was full of energy, a few short months ago.
I get up, I eat my breakfast then within an hour I am back in bed. Sleeping for at least two hours.
I accomplish very little in the house.
I keep thinking "OK when the sun is out I will be lots better."
I do not like me like this. NOT at ALL.
Right now the rain and hail are coming down, The trees are beautifully green with the trunks and branches, a beautiful brown. The best time to take photos is right after a rain, It brings everything to life. Everything but me.
I do have two Dr appointments this week, so I do know I will be getting out at least for a couple of hours. Then I need to make one for next week, one I had cancelled last week because I did not feel like getting out of bed.
Maybe Dr. Sheila can give me pep pills.
I slept yesterday, then at 1 I ate half a banana with bread and peanut butter. I walked out in the cloudy day to realize it was only cloudy, not cold.
I used the leaf master on the pool and cleaned it up. I then put chemicals in and it cleared up nicely.
Only today to see leafs blown in again and it filling with rain water.
Rain throws pools off balance pretty easily. Not to mention what Oak does to it.
I kept stopping to rest my arms, they literally ached.
David came home and we sat for a couple of hours. We then made our way out to clean the irrigation ditch.
It really needed cleaning.
So I sit last night wondering why, For the last few weeks my chest muscles hurt so bad.
Even down to my , OK the points on my chest.
David finds me holding my chest at times, and ask "Are you OK?" I am but why do I have so much muscle pain? Frustrating. I enjoy being out and working so it may as well stop. I am not stopping. I just take anti inflammatory.
So that is where I am right now.
Not very interesting to be around me. I am a BORE.
1 comment:
Dear Sue ~~ Thanks so much for your kind comments. It would be lovely to meet each other and be there for each
other. But although we are thousands
of miles apart, we are still able to feel the joys and pains of our blogger friends. Take care, my friend, Love Merle.
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