I hate doctor's visits. They tend to throw the whole week off - we get out of a rhythm and it is hard to get back into it. This week we had 2! Jarrad went to see a pain specialist on Wednesday. He had to wait an hour while the guy had lunch. I was proud of him for saying something to the doctor who replied that he had to eat to function - to which Jarrad said so did he. My idea is not not schedule an appointment at 12:30! Anyway, the good news is Jarrad is going to try a new med that will (hopefully) target his pain better AND allow him to get off of 3 pills. Can anyone explain to me why WHY why he feels pain in his legs? Please?
Then today, he had a surgical pre-op for his carpel tunnel surgery in June. He got there at 10:07 with a 10:30 appointment - was whisked in and out by 10:35. I barely had time to run my errands at Target.
In any case, I have not followed my routine and feel out of sorts.
To add the cherry to the sundae, Jarrad's break is broken. Hello safety hazard! It has been breaking on and off and now it broke and we can't find one of the 4 pieces to fix it. YEAH! And the stupid company is taking their sweet time getting back to us.
So I am tired and weepy.
This just sucks!
Jarrad and I are calling this "break through depression". It is hard to get motivated to do something when I feel like this. Last time, I crafted a gift for a friend. I think I am going to go garden - maybe a sense of accomplishment will help . . .
I hate feeling this way.
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