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chochiyo_samaPeaches is so much better. Today she even jumped on Tiggy and wrestled with her a little. Her incision doesn't seem to be troubling her at all. It's sealed up and she's been leaping onto things and stretching.
When I had MY hysterectomy, every move I made pulled on the incision and caused me pain--for well over six weeks.
I tried to work in mom's porch today, going through my stuff, but it was so unmercifully hot that I was nauseous and light-headed. I suppose I worked out there more than an hour, but then I came back into the air conditioning and worked in my room for a while.
I finished folding the laundry and got most of it put away. I cleared off the TV stand and put the VCR on it. Haven't plugged it in yet, but that's okay. I will move the TV over there in the morning.
Tammy and Kari are coming over tomorrow to help work on the porch--getting through my stuff and getting rid of a lot more of it. This shit is so difficult.
I will be glad when it is finally done.
I'll have practically nothing of my own any more, but at least I can be at peace.
I think I am going to try to work two hours in the porch every day and at least an hour in my lair every day till things are as they should be.
I would just as soon wait until the weather is cooler to work on the porch, but it is a big deal to mom to have my stuff out there, so everything must go.
I am tired tonight and feeling kind of low. I didn't accomplish a lot today--mainly due to the heat and just feeling down.
I cleaned the cat boxes, sorted through a bunch of Barbie accessories, and watched a couple episodes of Auction Hunters. Mom and I had leftovers for lunch--I had the left over fish and asparagus from Perkins and she had her left over chicken penne from Applebys. We had popcorn for supper.
All my cats are in bed with me right now--snuggled up and exuding "Loving Vibes" from every pore of their fuzzy little bodies.
They are so cute. When I pet them, they reach out a little paw and lay it on my body somewhere.
Tomorrow is my target date for beginning to write every day. I have to at least do that. I was going to start eating better Aug 1 also, but I don't know if I am organized enough to do that right now. I will be going to the store on Tuesday to pick up a few things. Then I can invest in some good groceries for starting on my return to good health trail.
I'll just do the best I can, I guess.
Time for sleeping now. Perhaps I will write a more coherent entry tomorrow.
When I had MY hysterectomy, every move I made pulled on the incision and caused me pain--for well over six weeks.
I tried to work in mom's porch today, going through my stuff, but it was so unmercifully hot that I was nauseous and light-headed. I suppose I worked out there more than an hour, but then I came back into the air conditioning and worked in my room for a while.
I finished folding the laundry and got most of it put away. I cleared off the TV stand and put the VCR on it. Haven't plugged it in yet, but that's okay. I will move the TV over there in the morning.
Tammy and Kari are coming over tomorrow to help work on the porch--getting through my stuff and getting rid of a lot more of it. This shit is so difficult.
I will be glad when it is finally done.
I'll have practically nothing of my own any more, but at least I can be at peace.
I think I am going to try to work two hours in the porch every day and at least an hour in my lair every day till things are as they should be.
I would just as soon wait until the weather is cooler to work on the porch, but it is a big deal to mom to have my stuff out there, so everything must go.
I am tired tonight and feeling kind of low. I didn't accomplish a lot today--mainly due to the heat and just feeling down.
I cleaned the cat boxes, sorted through a bunch of Barbie accessories, and watched a couple episodes of Auction Hunters. Mom and I had leftovers for lunch--I had the left over fish and asparagus from Perkins and she had her left over chicken penne from Applebys. We had popcorn for supper.
All my cats are in bed with me right now--snuggled up and exuding "Loving Vibes" from every pore of their fuzzy little bodies.
They are so cute. When I pet them, they reach out a little paw and lay it on my body somewhere.
Tomorrow is my target date for beginning to write every day. I have to at least do that. I was going to start eating better Aug 1 also, but I don't know if I am organized enough to do that right now. I will be going to the store on Tuesday to pick up a few things. Then I can invest in some good groceries for starting on my return to good health trail.
I'll just do the best I can, I guess.
Time for sleeping now. Perhaps I will write a more coherent entry tomorrow.
Good for you.
Date: 2011-08-01 06:09 am (UTC)But it is so sad you are getting rid of so much. If you want to, that is one thing. If it is forced on you, that is quite another.
Why did you eat the asparagus again? Didn't it cause you problems the first time? I would have traded dinners if only for the variety.
I'm so glad the kitties are recovering well. I think animals heal faster than people. I do know they will hide pain very well, which makes it difficult to tell if there's something wrong until it's really wrong.
My dog does the same touching thing. He uses his paw to direct my hand where he wants to be scratched. Usually his belly.
Are you going to be writing every day online or in a hard copy journal? At least with a hard copy journal you don't have to worry about losing it due to stray electrons or something. It might be fun to use an old fashioned fountain pen and a blank book. You could draw pictures or doodle too.
I am proud of myself for writing every day even if it's trivial or boring. You inspired me to do that. Who knows. Maybe you'll inspire me to write hard copy in a journal with a fountain pen. But it will take a LOT of inspiration. The kind that leaves bruises.
writing
Date: 2011-08-01 08:51 am (UTC)I don't know if I will be posting what I write online, but I will definitely be typing it.
I have so many blank books, but I just don't know what to write in them that seems worthy of them. I have a couple that I have had since college.
I love asparagus. It did not have the same effect on me this time, so perhaps it wasn't to blame--or perhaps it was a combination of things that caused my distressful situation.
At any rate, I do not care for penne.