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One Month Out
Feb. 1st, 2014 08:17 pmIt's been a month since I broke my foot. (And yes, my year-in-review post at the end of the year is already looking pretty repetitive.)
I seem to be doing better. After last weekend's continual valium fest, I finally was able to kick my charlie-horse/pulled muscle problem, and when I went to lunch with the family last Sunday, Siobhan gave me some tips that have been helping a bit. (She had to be on crutches for a month years ago after surgery on her ankle.) I even made it through the entire workweek without having to go home early, which was my goal. It wasn't because work was demanding it. Work was actually fairly slow and boring this week. I just really want to build up the stamina to be able to do that again, probably because being home when I should be at work drives me nuts. I might enjoy it more if I could be more productive, but given my useless foot, it's hard to get around and do even basic things by myself a lot of the time, which makes it mostly frustrating.
That's not to say I didn't pay for achieving that goal. Mike and I went out for dinner last night at Mi Casa Too (an American-Mexican joint I hadn't taken Mike to yet) after work, which was very nice. When we got home and changed into pajamas to go wait out the time before bed, I fell asleep in my chair around 9:30. Mike woke me up twice before he could get me to go upstairs to bed, and I stayed there until 9 or 9:30 this morning.
Today hasn't been very productive either. Mike made me breakfast. I made a shopping list. We did laundry in the background while he shopped for tomorrow's snackfest, I mean Superbowl, and I played Sims 3 for way too many hours. Oh, there was also a bath and getting dressed in there somewhere. What's ridiculous about the Sims situation is I've had the university expansion pack for a while now, and I spent most of my time today trying to grow a teen up just so I could actually mess around with that expansion. By the time Mike called me for dinner (which, if you love buffalo chicken wings and tater tots, you'll probably love this too), I had just gotten this silly nerd to grow up and enroll, which means I still haven't gotten to play that particular expansion. Oh well. It was still fun.
Just so you don't think I didn't do anything else today, I made onion dip and carrot cake for the game tomorrow, but even that took a lot out of me. I am constantly amazed and kind of embarrassed at how much more energy and time it takes me to do pretty much everything. At least it feels like I'm getting a little better at it, and I'm taking a lot less pills (mostly Tylenol when I need it). The final frontier seems to be sleep. Hopefully I'll sleep okay tonight. Sleeping is also still very hard because my foot hates me sleeping certain ways and I tend to have dreams at least once a night about walking in my cast and screwing everything up just because I have to go to the bathroom, d'oh).
Anyway, that's probably quite enough for now. I don't know when I stopped being able to conclude entries, but I guess I'll just have to practice more. Maybe the cake is cool enough to frost. I'm going to wander off and see. G'night.
I seem to be doing better. After last weekend's continual valium fest, I finally was able to kick my charlie-horse/pulled muscle problem, and when I went to lunch with the family last Sunday, Siobhan gave me some tips that have been helping a bit. (She had to be on crutches for a month years ago after surgery on her ankle.) I even made it through the entire workweek without having to go home early, which was my goal. It wasn't because work was demanding it. Work was actually fairly slow and boring this week. I just really want to build up the stamina to be able to do that again, probably because being home when I should be at work drives me nuts. I might enjoy it more if I could be more productive, but given my useless foot, it's hard to get around and do even basic things by myself a lot of the time, which makes it mostly frustrating.
That's not to say I didn't pay for achieving that goal. Mike and I went out for dinner last night at Mi Casa Too (an American-Mexican joint I hadn't taken Mike to yet) after work, which was very nice. When we got home and changed into pajamas to go wait out the time before bed, I fell asleep in my chair around 9:30. Mike woke me up twice before he could get me to go upstairs to bed, and I stayed there until 9 or 9:30 this morning.
Today hasn't been very productive either. Mike made me breakfast. I made a shopping list. We did laundry in the background while he shopped for tomorrow's snackfest, I mean Superbowl, and I played Sims 3 for way too many hours. Oh, there was also a bath and getting dressed in there somewhere. What's ridiculous about the Sims situation is I've had the university expansion pack for a while now, and I spent most of my time today trying to grow a teen up just so I could actually mess around with that expansion. By the time Mike called me for dinner (which, if you love buffalo chicken wings and tater tots, you'll probably love this too), I had just gotten this silly nerd to grow up and enroll, which means I still haven't gotten to play that particular expansion. Oh well. It was still fun.
Just so you don't think I didn't do anything else today, I made onion dip and carrot cake for the game tomorrow, but even that took a lot out of me. I am constantly amazed and kind of embarrassed at how much more energy and time it takes me to do pretty much everything. At least it feels like I'm getting a little better at it, and I'm taking a lot less pills (mostly Tylenol when I need it). The final frontier seems to be sleep. Hopefully I'll sleep okay tonight. Sleeping is also still very hard because my foot hates me sleeping certain ways and I tend to have dreams at least once a night about walking in my cast and screwing everything up just because I have to go to the bathroom, d'oh).
Anyway, that's probably quite enough for now. I don't know when I stopped being able to conclude entries, but I guess I'll just have to practice more. Maybe the cake is cool enough to frost. I'm going to wander off and see. G'night.
