Like I said before, even in recovery mode I'm very busy! This is the first day in three days where I've actually had time to write anything.
All week I've been either interviewing potential employees or trying to set up interviews. And then one of my regular employees had an emergency, so things had to be arranged to cover her shifts.
I've been speaking with OTs and social workers re finding funding for my medical expenses, like nurses and bags and feeds for my G-tube. Now I need to look into getting a ceiling lift too.
Even though it's been almost 4 years since Mom passed away I'm still prodding the accountant to finish up everything. Plus I had to go to the bank and get a monthly statement for my landlord to prove I'm not actually making millions of dollars.
Going to the bank was fun though. It was the first time I'd been outside in over two months! Today my dietitian increased my feed rate so it runs for eight hours, and said that I can take a break after four hours and maybe go outside again for longer periods of time!!! Plus, I'm arranging for another swallow test. I'm hoping to get off the feeds altogether or at least eat a bit orally.
Now I'm going to write emails, write to you tomorrow!
Saturday, March 19, 2016
Friday, March 18, 2016
Yesterday I was going to post notes from the six weeks that I spent in the hospital. (Yes, I was in the hospital with pneumonia and other complications.) I was also going to post pictures of me getting my hair cut. After my very stressful time in the hospital and recovering at home, cutting my hair felt like a fresh start. While it was happening I listened to Pink sing "Try" and "Shake it Out" sung by Florence and The Machine, which mirrored my emotions perfectly.
I was going to do all of this, but Bruce visited me, Leon dropped by unexpectedly, and I trained a new employee as well. Even in recovery mode, I can't stop being busy.
I'll post the photos tomorrow ....
Tuesday, January 19, 2016
Monday, January 18, 2016
I went to the doctor today and she increased the dosage of my Baclofen. That's good.
She also put me on anti-depression/anxiety medication. That's good, too, I suppose. I mean, I'll sure be glad to be free of this feeling of overwhelming sadness. And yet, in a weird way, I feel terribly regretful and guilty by going on this type of medication because it's like I'm betraying Rob and my mom.
Sunday, January 17, 2016
I thought that my day off would make me feel better, but I'm feeling TERRIBLE!
No matter how many of my medications I take, I have intense feelings of anxiety; panic; depression - and terrible pain in my left shoulder blade!
If I'm still not feeling any better by tomorrow, maybe I'll go see my doctor ....
Saturday, January 16, 2016
Sometimes I look at my cats with great envy. They have little or troubles and only need food, love, play-time, and sleep.
Today I took a page from their book and focused upon what I really needed: a day off. Instead of going to the market this morning, I went back to bed and got some very well deserved sleep. When I got up, I had breakfast, petted my cats, and watched several episodes of How to Get Away With Murder. I had pizza for dinner and watched an episode of Reign. Now, I'm waiting for Motria to come so we can watch Law & Order and eat pizza.
I'm so glad I didn't go to the market today. I'd been in tons of pain last week, extremely stressed out and depressed, and feeling nauseous as well. I was probably over-tired too.
Next Saturday, I'll go back to the market all refreshed and sparkly!
Friday, January 15, 2016
Thursday, January 14, 2016
As I said yesterday, three things had upset me when I got home from counseling.
Let me tell you what they were:
- I had heard that Canadian rock star Kim Mitchell suffered a major heart attack. He appears to be able to survive, but in that single moment upon learning of this news I felt great sadness. Rob and I used to love to listen to the music of Kim Mitchell and groove out at his concerts.
- I received a letter that stated that the mother of a friend of mine had passed away. She was 91 when she died and had led a pretty good life. It was my friend I was/am more concerned about. Like me, he has Cerebral Palsy. In addition to this, he also has an intellectual disability and lives in a group home in Markham. Also like me, my friend was very close to his mother and relied upon the many types of support that she gave him.
- On Facebook I learned that another friend of mine was getting a divorce from her husband of only a year. I won't get into many details, but my friend has said that her husband became aggressive towards her. Because my friend has a disability (Muscular Dystrophy), she never told anybody about what was happening between them. She didn't want to be "any trouble" to anyone - meaning that she knew that if her husband left her it would follow that her family and friends would have to jump in and help her with her daily needs.
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
I went to counselling today and unloaded some things. I felt better afterwards.
And then I got home ... and got three separate pieces of bad news.
I want to talk about it all ... or at least some of it. However, I'm both physically and emotionally exhausted now.