Gosh, but time flies when you're having fun, doesn't it? Of course, I'm being facetious, because fun is not exactly what has been filling up my time and preventing me from blogging.
It's also baseball season so if my boys are playing ball, I'm watching them (and I can't be on the computer when I'm doing that).
You see, I can only spend so much time in front of the computer and sometimes, there are things I need to do, other than blogging. So by the time I've finished taking care of other business, I've had the biscuit and can't tolerate any further time in front of the screen.
When I think about the long hours I used to put in at a desk, it amazes me that I can now spend so little time doing just that. Back when I was a working stiff, I thought nothing of working 10 or 11 hour days -- it was routine because my job demanded it. A great deal of that time was spent in front of a computer, juggling several different tasks. And that was even more true when I started working from home, because then I was also managing to tackle household chores while I took care of office business -- and I did it without skipping a beat!
Today, if I have more than two or three chores to handle, I'm overwhelmed.
I have to so carefully pace myself, and meticulously plan out my days that I find I get miniscule amounts done in a day, compared to what I used to accomplish in the same timeframe.
That disturbs me greatly, but I have to accept my limitations and manage my time as best I can.
So, some days, there is no blogging. Sorry folks.
On Tuesday, I had to go into the big city for my physio appointment. And I guess since that means showering and doing my hair before I leave, I'm already out of energy by the time I get in my car to start my trip! Of course, I always piggy-back other errands on that outing and this time I planned them at the beginning of the trip so I could just go straight home from the session rather than run around like a mad fool after the treatment and undo all the benefit of it.
My physiotherapist was delighted to learn that I'll be seeing the second opinion surgeon next week, and even more pleased to hear that I'd be seeing her right after that visit. She'll get to find out right away what the verdict is. When I expressed to her, yet again, my fears about the origin of my pain ("What if my pain is not coming from the hip joint, but is of some other cause and the surgery doesn't solve anything?"), she conducted yet another examination of me.
My left hip is absolutely a problem, and she doesn't understand why the x-ray doesn't show the extent to which I have no range of motion. My right hip is only marginally better. She is fairly well convinced that surgery is indicated and she reminded me of the relief I got from those steroid injections (diagnostically indicative of the relief I can expect to enjoy from the surgery).
Later, when I got home, I reviewed my journal about the results I enjoyed from those injections.
Sure enough, I had 12 weeks of bliss with the left hip joint, and I was sleeping through the night until I inflamed the right joint by all the walking I was doing (remember, I embarked on a walking program because I was feeling oh so much better?).
The right hip joint only got seven weeks of relief from the shot, but I again was able to sleep better until the left hip joint inflamed, again because of the increased activity on which I embarked because my right hip felt so much better.
Had they injected both hips simultaneously, I'd have had it made!
I'll take these details to that appointment next week to discuss with the surgeon.
Yesterday, John had an appointment in the city and we had to leave here by 9:15am. So that was a second consecutive round-trip to the big city (not very good planning on my part, but sometimes these things happen).
We turned the outing into an enjoyable social opportunity by hooking up with a good friend for lunch at a newly-opened diner in the area so the trip wasn't for naught, but I sure was beat when we got home.
I ended up sleeping in the afternoon, and just vegging for the early evening (and watching my boys beat up on the Red Sox).
Today, I'm taking care of business, but I decided to make blogging a priority (there's also a load of laundry under way).
Tomorrow, I'm picking up a friend and we're going for lunch at a local favourite haunt that is closing at the end of the month (it will be missed). This friend has advanced macular degeneration and is no longer able to drive so she very much enjoys our occasional outings, as do I.
I'll have the weekend and the early part of the week to take care of some intense computer work that has been hanging over my head -- sure hope I get it all done because my worry wheel is starting to go into overdrive.
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