So I'm still going through baby shower photos and writing and re-writing the post. I'm such a blog tease ...
My pal VIN is anxiously awaiting those breast pump photos.
I have some great research about water quality for THINK GREEN THURSDAY but didn't find a way to pull it together into something interesting.
I have a wicked head cold. All stuffy and incoherent with blurry eyesight and sudden flashes of fever - and the head cold is a killer too.
I submitted a claim to the pet insurance company for all of Mia's medical treatment. I took out the stuff I knew they didn't cover - I read my policy - and sent in a claim for $943.
Yesterday I got a check for $65. Isn't that special.
They are questioning every test. They are asking for all her medical records since the day I got her.
I keep forgetting that the American definition of insurance is - she who pays premiums and never submits a claim.
I've been trying to care for the plants which is a hilarious sight. The water hose is heavy and needs to be pulled around the carport - last night the freakin' hose somehow got wrapped around my cane and I just stood there for a good solid 2 or 3 minutes wondering what the hell to do.
This time last year I was working on multiple projects for demanding clients and doing several shifts at the big ass department store. That is how I know how to function.
All this being careful and feeling limited. All this endless noise in my head - this telling myself to go slower, wrap the ankle, don't carry the heavy bag, don't walk downstairs, don't move the sofa to clean, don't get on your knees to scrub the tub, don't run across the street to put the neighbor's dog back in the gate.
All this extra preparation - take the cane everywhere, park close to the entrance, do errands now - you might not be able to move later, skip the line at the post office ... blah-blah-blah.
But I do remind myself that some of my buddies at the VFW can't drive anymore and feel trapped in their homes. I still try to visit them and do some chauffeuring but it's not always possible. My SIL needs to use her wheelchair all the time now thanks to the progression of her MS. The lady down the road got lost again the other day - she's got Alzheimer's and sometimes when she goes to get the trash can at the end of the driveway she just keeps walking.
Her husband wishes there was a way to train the neighbor's dog - he who escapes the gate - to just walk with his wife. I like him.
So all this just to say I'll post about the shower as soon as I'm not struggling with stupid crap.
And I'll keep working on accepting me as I am now.
We all need to do that don't we.