It has been a crazy week and I'm not sleeping. For some reason I am waking every half an hour to an hour... no reason, I just wake up and look at the clock and think, "Why?" This has activated my pain which makes typing an exercise in testing my pain threshold... while that is fun and all, I can't take it for too long. Picture getting that hit your funny bone feeling in each one of your finger tips each time they hit a key -- that is kind of what it is like. Seems like the space bar is my enemy... thumbs are worse than fingers for the jolting sensation. I'm not complaining though -- it could be much worse and I'm grateful that I've been through this before and know that I will get to the other side. Pain is worse when you don't trust it to get better. I have learned over the last 7 years that chronic pain ebbs and flows. Many things impact making it better or worse. Many things impact how I perceive the sensations as well... it is easier to ignore when you are well rested. Tuning out the background noise of pain is easier when your reserves of strength are not depleted. This too shall pass!
On a bright note, the medication is helping Wonder Boy! I am thrilled to report that his grades have made a dramatic improvement!!!! YIPPEE!! This has made him feel SO much better about himself! He is no longer a zombie. I was not being at all hard on him about the last report card because this kid is just like me... he is 10 times harder on himself than I could ever be. Any words of mine would have just made it worse, so I focused on how we could change things. I think this made him feel guilty he was not in enough trouble! There must be something in our Irish Catholic DNA, guilt is inherited even if it is not inflicted. There is something in how we are made that makes us feel awful when we do something wrong or when we do not do our best. Wonder Boy fits this to a T. He has simply been riddled with guilt and worry even though he has gotten nothing but support and encouragement. How can you scold a kid who is barely functioning due to his lack of sleep? So I worked with him on organizing his homework and using his school planner. I took him back to the sleep doctor and got his medication adjusted. And now? He is starting to remind me of what he was like a few years ago.. quick humor, insightful comments, excellent school performance. I pray it continues!
Speaking of prayers -- THANK YOU for the prayers for my Dad!!!! He got the 2nd PSA tests back today and the level is back down. For now all is good -- the doctors will continue to monitor, but for the moment no action is needed. YAY!
My sister is recovering and my new nephew is an angel. Thank you for celebrating the joy with me! My niece (18 months old) is starting to give my sister a little attitude. I bite my lip to keep from giggling.... perhaps now she will have more of a clue what it is like!! I know, I am indeed evil!
Hormones -- apparently mine are fine so my prolonged hot flashes are NOT hot flashes? How about that? According to my recent blood work tells my doctor that indeed I am NOT starting menopause. Tell me that again as I have another flash. My hormones are fine and my thyroid is too.
Hubby -- I'm nervous to hope, but he seems to be hanging in there on the depression issue. I think it feels good for him to be registered for a class. Symbolically this is a huge step in moving forward.
Well, that's it for updates at the moment; my hands are done with typing :-)
Wishing you a great weekend! I'm looking forward to some rest!
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