Monday - work, rehearsal for acting class
Tuesday - work, happy hour (to see friends who are on a brief visit back to town after moving to Germany about a year ago), acting class
Wednesday - out of town all day on business (four hours of driving, six hours of meetings), back home just in time for a late night video shoot for our music series
Thursday - work, grocery shopping, cooking and prep work for a party we are having tomorrow
Yes, I know, other than work, all the busyness is self-imposed. And yes, I know, the first step on the road to recovery is admitting you have a problem. I'm a pro at the first step, I just never seem to make it to the second step, whatever that is. While I firmly believe all this activity didn't cause my most recent flare-up (because I was also this busy while I was feeling well), I'm sure it isn't helping, either.
Nor is the lack of sleep. I haven't managed to spend enough time in my bed this week, but more annoyingly, the time I have spent in bed hasn't been very productive. Right now, the freeway near our home sounds a construction zone, because...well...it is a construction zone. In theory, I appreciate them doing the work in the middle of the night to lessen the impact on traffic, but since I don't travel on the freeway during rush hour, it doesn't really benefit me. I feel like I'm taking one (or five) for the team. You're welcome.
I've tried three or four different stimulator programs this week and none of them have matched the magic program. Less pain relief, more irritating vibration patterns. Not a winning combination. Still, I held it together pretty well for most of the week. Tonight was the worst I have felt in a long while, and unfortunately, it was both feet. I'm hoping they will feel better tomorrow. All I have to do is work half a day. Oh, and entertain about 60 people. No worries - I've got this.
No comments:
Post a Comment