Or healthy. Or not hurting. Or rested. Or, or, or... I haven't posted for a week and I can't do this now.
And now it's tomorrow. Feeling a little better...I spent a grand total of maybe 6 hours awake yesterday. WTH ?? I am NOT a sleeper, people. I went to bed Sunday night at 10:30--that was weird enough, about 4 hours earlier than normal. I slept until 7 AM. Got up, made some coffee, and fed animals, did a few of those always-waiting-for-me-in-the-morning-chores...didn't even finish the coffee and felt the need to return to the bedroom, where I promptly fell asleep and didn't get up again until after noon--12:30. Oh lordy !! I made something to eat--something kinda weird but tasted good to me. Opened a can of great Northern beans, a jar of home canned okra, onions and tomatoes and heated it up together with a handful of egg noodles. It hit the spot, once I put a little butter and black pepper in it. I walked around a little dazed and confused (lol) and got some hamburger patties out of the freezer, took the book we're reading for group (which was last night), decided it would be easier to keep my arm propped up if I read it in bed (big mistake) read about half of the reading and fell asleep again, and didn't wake up until 5:45. I jumped up and got dressed, put the burgers in the skillet to cook, found some wild rice in the fridge (thank you, God, for leftovers) and quickly ate a burger with most of the leftover okra stuff from my lunch poured on top of it. I fixed the Irishman a bowl with wild rice on the bottom, 2 burgers on that, and the remaining okra stuff on top of it all. Then I proceeded to act like this is exactly what I MEANT to feed him. He bought it hook, line, and sinker. I brushed my teeth and finished dressing and we left. When he finished his supper in the car on the way there, he said--wow, that was really good. Mmm-hmmm, I said...
And now it's Tuesday. I slept another 6 hours last night. So far today, I have not found it necessary to take a nap. LOL Don't know what that was all about--didn't/don't feel sick or anything. This morning I have wrangled the chickens, vacuumed the floors (most of them), put some pinto beans and ham hocks on to cook. I have my volunteer stint this afternoon and won't be home til half an hour after the Irishman gets home. I am going to bake cornbread before I leave so that will be ready. In the midst of cleaning out the fridge this morning, I found 2 containers with half an onion in them, so I chopped the onions and they are now ready to go on top of the beans. I hauled stuff out to the compost pile, washed all the containers. Had a huge sink full of dishes to wash first thing this morning, because no dishes got done yesterday. My hand is hurting from overuse, but what are you gonna do?
I was going to run 2 other errands this afternoon before I go to the office, but decided they can wait til tomorrow. I have a chiro appointment and a massage appointment back to back tomorrow morning, so I have to be down there anyway.
I saw the doctor last Thursday and she gave me an injection into my knee which has helped a LOT. She also wrote me a prescription for 6 massages and chiropractic treatments to help with the whiplash. On Wednesday, I stopped by the Urgent Care because I knew my ortho guy would be there, and just wanted to ask a couple of questions. My hand/arm hurts so bad ...and people keep saying things like "It shouldn't still be hurting now" and my husband is one of them. Making me feel like I'm being a big whiny baby about all this, but I'm telling you--it hurts. So the doc looks at me and I say--should it still hurt like this? And he gets a goofy look on his face and says--Well, yes. You BROKE it. And I said yeah, but..it REALLY hurts. And he says, yea..you REALLY broke it. It's gonna hurt. And he says I don't wanna take the cast off early, so unless you really think there is something wrong in there, and it's not just that you're overusing it...we'll take it off next week and see. OK ? And I came away feeling much better about it. Especially after he said to tell my husband to lay off. lol
SO--I really have to go and get the cornbread made. Then I'm outta here for a bit. But I'm still alive and kicking, and even sort of, well, rested. lol