Friday, March 31, 2017

Getting Somewhere....Maybe

I finally broke down and went to the doctor today.  It was time for my medication refill appointment, so I decided to bring up my hip issues, my icky toenails, and my concern regarding my allergies.


The hip problems started almost 4 weeks ago when I was helping my mom go through Meme's clothing.  I did a lot of lifting, pushing, pulling, etc., and at one point I moved a large garbage bag in a non-ergonomic way, and immediately felt my mid-back barking at me.  I put the bag down, did a little stretching, and went about my business.  I spent the night, and the next day, I couldn't bend over, squat, or stoop without significant pain in my left hip.  Only my hip, nothing in my back. 


I have nursed my hip for the last 3 weeks, with Aleve, the heating pad, sleeping with a pillow between my knees when I'm on one side or the other, and sitting in the floor and trying to stretch.  The stretching seemed to help the most, but the pain would come and go, and usually flares up on the weekend.  Getting in a vehicle is very painful at times, no matter how I approach it.  And of course after I made the appointment, my hip has given me almost zero pain! 


The doc said that the pain was most likely coming from my back, not my hip, and I've heard that theory from more than one person when I've mentioned my discomfort.  She sent me for some x-rays, which I should hear something on those on Monday, and also gave me a shot of decadron and a shot of toradol.  That toradol burned like a mf'er - and it was a slightly delayed effect - the nurse had left the room, I moved away from the exam table, and then it was time for a silent scream!  Wow, that surprised me at how badly it burned.


As for the allergies, the doc will be referring me to an allergist for testing and the possibility of some allergy shots.  It seems that religiously taking Singular, Allegra, and Flonase, is not enough to keep me from having that constant, nasty post-nasal drip, and I don't want it to turn into the sinus infection that turns into bronichitis with the lovely asthmatic flares AGAIN.


And I got Lamisil again for the toes.  I went through 90 days of it in 2015, and it just didn't go completely away.  It's getting to be sandal season, and the nails have gotta look good! 


So now I'm home, relaxed, and my hips are aching.  I've had that effect from decadron before, but it might just be from the normal hustle and bustle of my day.  Who knows at this point.  It's a little after 9, and I could turn in soon, or just pass out on the couch.  Which would make my hips hurt worse.  Can't win for losing!


I hope you all have a fantabulous weekend!

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Life Goes On

I've had good days and bad days since Meme passed.  Thankfully mostly good days.  For some reason the last couple of days have been difficult.  I'm not sure why, the dates aren't significant to anything having to do with her.  I know she's better off and in a better place, so this feeling will pass eventually.


My hip is still bothering me.  It's much better than it was the last time I mentioned it, and I don't notice it much when I get in the car (last week the pain was excruciating to get in the car), but it still bothers me when I get in bed, wake up in the middle of the night for a bathroom run, and get back in bed.  I have to watch how I lay in the bed to keep it from hurting, and typically have to put a pillow between my knees if I sleep on the side that doesn't hurt.  Walking doesn't bother it, but the stooping and bending still let me know something's off in the hip.  I remembered the other day that my hip would ache all night when we'd go hunting, where I'd be sleeping in a camper, on an air mattress, or in a twin bed, so I'm pretty sure this is arthritis or bursitis or something of the sort, it's just decided to stick with me longer this time.


I would love to have a Shoney's hot fudge cake.  Too bad there aren't any Shoney's anywhere near us!  (or perhaps that's a good thing?!? lol)


Brian showed Steven how to change his oil last night, and tonight they're changing spark plugs and rotating tires.  My boy is learning stuff! 


I've got some wonderful opportunities coming at work - unlimited training courses through an outside vendor, and joining an organization for administrative professionals that will allow me to travel to the annual conference later this summer.  I'm so excited!  I am so thankful for my job at the hospital, and appreciate all of the positivity that I experience there.  This has got to be one of the best places that I've ever worked!






Thursday, March 9, 2017

Waiting......

I'm waiting on a lot of things tonight.


I'm waiting on my beloved husband to make it home from work (the work truck broke down on I-285 by Ashford-Dunwoody and the tow truck is on the way)


I'm waiting for my damn hip to stop hurting.  Apparently sleeping in a different bed this past weekend, combined with lifting, dragging, and pushing lots of somewhat heavy things in Hampton has wreaked havoc on my left hip joint.  It has gotten better since Sunday, but it's quite aggravating at this point.  At least I can sit and squat now without much discomfort, but bending over sends pain from my hip joint all the way down my leg.  Sunday it was excruciating to the point I actually considered going to the emergency department (you know it's bad if I consider the ED).  It's gradually gotten more tolerable, but tonight's it's kinda aching and burning, and nothing I do seems to relieve the pain.  The pain level is only maybe a 4 out of 10, but it's enough to be very uncomfortable.


I'm waiting for the pain of losing my grandmother to go away.  I know it will take some time, and I thought I was doing well until I wore the outfit to work today that I wore to her service.  I started tearing up on the way to work and had a full-blown albeit brief cry during the last couple of minutes of the commute.  I didn't wear much eye makeup today, so there wasn't a lot to wash away thankfully.  For those of you that don't know the dynamics of our family, my mother and I lived with my grandmother (or she lived with us, ever how you want to look at it) from the time my parents divorced when I was 1, until I was a sophomore in high school.  We were close, thankfully a lot closer than most folks get to experience with their grandparents.  And Steven got to experience 21 years of having a great-grandmother.  Most folks don't get that, not even a fraction of that, and he got 21 years!  Something to celebrate!


There are other things I'm waiting for - fame, fortune, blah blah blah!  LOL  Damn I would love to win the lottery!  Oh the things I could do with lottery money!

Sunday, March 5, 2017

Unbelievable.....But Not Really

I went to Hampton this weekend, to assist my mother and my uncle in going through Meme's things.  Our goal was to clear out her bedroom closet, and as much of the clothing related items that we could.  I already had an idea of the daunting task that we were facing, but I honestly don't think that my mother or uncle had a clue of just how "bad" it would be. 


The bedroom that was Meme's has a closet that's about 3' x 3'.  The wire hanging racks were loaded down with clothing, and the top rack was packed, and the floor was piled up to the bottom of the clothing with boxes and crates.  We worked on this closet for about 4-5 hours and got everything cleared out of it yesterday.  My uncle took 3-4 trips to Goodwill with everything from that closet.


Today we worked on the spare bedroom.  There was only a narrow path through the room to the closet, due to all the boxes, chairs, and other miscellaneous items.  She had 2 rolling racks FULL of clothes against the wall where the window is, not to mentioned 2 huge boxes of shoes most brand new and still in the box), 4 tubs (jumbo sized) full of clothes, and the closet full of clothing (another 3' x 3' closet).  We pulled all the tubs and loose clothing out into the living room to go through, then we moved back into the room to deal with the racks of clothing and the closet.  While going through the racks, I noticed that a couple of pieces of clothing were kind of bleached looking with the pattern of the blinds on them, then I looked at the blinds and saw THIS:




a close up view


Apparently the heat from sun shining on the window got trapped by the clothing, and totally melted and almost burned up the blinds.  They were crispy and crunchy!  Mom was freaking out due to how close it appears that room came to catching fire, and the fact the mobile homes take almost no time to burn completely up in a fire.  We removed the blinds and put up some curtains that we had found in the other bedroom closet, so the window is covered again and nothing is hanging up on the rack anymore.


Anyways, we worked on stuff in that room from about 8:30am until about 2pm.  All the clothing tubs are empty, the racks are empty, and the closet was cleared out.  Buddy will still have 2-3 more trips to make to Goodwill with the items that were cleared out, then there's more stuff to go through in that room.  And of course, this counts NOTHING that's at Meme's lake house!  There's probably at least as much stuff down there to go through!  Mom's coming back down in a couple months and I'll be taking some time off work to go down and help her at the lake. 


Here are some photos of what we were working with today:




                                the 3 large tubs and 1 under bed container are empty. there's a cardboard box full of lingerie, 4 black trash bags full of clothing, a white bag full of loose paired up shoes, and a box with several pairs of never worn or only worn once shoes


 the "junk" room - those 2 clothing racks are now empty.  we didn't touch the stuff in the middle of the room (the chairs and other stuff)  the 4 drawer wooden file cabinet in the foreground to the left? 3 of the drawers had clothing in them!


It was a tough 2 days, not just physically, but emotionally.  It was hard going into that trailer knowing that it was Meme's, and she'd never be coming back to it.  I mean we knew that day would come, but it just doesn't make it any easier.  What killed me was today I found the thank you card that Steven had mailed to her back when he graduated high school, and she was in the hospital at the time from having a fall &/or seizure and multiple brain bleeds, and wasn't expected to survive - in 2014.  She had it in her little purse that she had carried around at the nursing home.  I brought it home to show to Steven, and we will put it in a safe place for keeps. 


So folks, that was my weekend.  All in all, it was a good one.  I hope yours was as well.