Midol seems to be helping right now.
I have to say that I am starting to feel a little better all the time, though the pain and discomfort are still there and they are still interfering. But, at least, and so very thankfully, I am able to function and the pain is touchable by the OTC assortment.
I've been taking Advil PM almost every night since Thursday or Friday as I wasn't getting any sleep and I couldn't help but wonder if the exhaustion was fed by the pain fed by the exhaustion... infinitum.
I go back to the chiro tomorrow and will have a better idea of what is going on.
On Thursday, the Lovely Pat came in for a visit. I felt horrid for my inability to be supergirl and do everything. Everything being clean the house perfectly, run the stand, show Pat a proper viewing of Columbus and be injured on the mend.
Pat was very gracious and went with us to the WVA reception. We had a great visit and I was really happy to have her. Even Michael's family wanted her to come back... Pat, the holidays are coming.... by then, the house should be clean.....
This week Michael took off to be with me at the Coffee stand and I am enjoying his presence.
I will have to say that we are so done with our espresso machine and we purchased a new one.
The machine actually has nothing wrong with it, it's that the situating of it is so precarious that if anything moves, the steel metal hoses get a kink and it's just a pain to replace them.
In other news, I got my hair cut short. SHORT. It barely touches my collar. I almost cried in the salon, but it's cute and quite manageable now. I just couldn't maintain it.
In effort to try and supply my body with what muscles and joints specifically need for healing, I started eating seafood. I have to work myself through it, but I need the protein, and it's just too hard to be a hard core vegan and own my own coffee stand, get married, etc.
I eat a little of everything, though I try to steer away from the eggs and dairy still. I get all choked up on dairy, so it's best if I steer as clear as possible.
I wanted to find a sensible eating plan that was realistic and doable without having to do everything but grow your own wheat and count every single frickin gram of this or that.
So, here I am.. Learning how to do everything all over again. I'll be visiting a nutritionist soon to help with the transition.
I am actually glad that I had a little health scare to stop me in my tracks and make me start looking at the real focus. Health, not vanity. I'll be the size that I am and that's just life.
Posted by hawkie at August 7, 2007 03:50 PM