Yesterday, as I lay in bed, I actually could move around a bit without being in incredible pain. I was a very responsible person and slept the afternoon away. Of course, I missed my medication times, so I don’t know if that’s why I’m a bit screwed today. I woke up with mild pain. Enough that I knew it was there, enough that I’m afraid to do too much activity.
Today will be another relaxing one. I was hoping to get
something actually done, but that will not be happening. I’ve already taken breakthrough medication, so I’m not happy about that. There is the matter of the post office. Apparently, all the shopping I’ve done in the past 4 weeks has come to roost. I think there are 5 or 6 packages there to be picked up. They usually leave them, but I guess with so many, they just took them to be safe. It’s mostly Old Navy clothes. I bought a bunch of tanks and sleep shorts because I’m so chuffed I’m now an XL in regular sizes and not in plus. And a dress for wearing to the doctor, because it’s easy to change in and out of and has no waistband. Clever!
Today I’m also going to try to take a bath. I’ve got the Ola plex sitting on my hair. I haven’t really washed my hair in two weeks, or had a submerged bath in the same. Ugh. Bird baths just don’t quite do it, but I haven’t been able to move without pain. At least I don’t smell.
I’m hoping giving myself another day of rest will let me play a bit tomorrow. I’m kind of bored, but have no energy.
My abdomen feels like a suitcase. Where the zipper along the sides is burning. If you can follow me for a second here, my daughter was a fairly traumatic c-section. They let me push for a long time, they let me sit for a long time, trying to get me to 37 weeks, she was stuck in my pelvis, there was pulling.
Anyway, I know what I feel like happened is not what happened, because my husband is 6’5″ and saw over the drape. What my abdomen feels like is a wheelie suitcase on its side with a zipper all around the bottom, right side and top, and was peeled back with burning pain. It makes no sense.
Then I have deep pain toward my right ovary, running through my back. This is connected. It is likely literally connected, because of the Endometriosis. I have adhesions connections and lashing the organs of my pelvis together. This is probably why it hurts when I move. Or sometimes just for fun! I have a Mirena, so I don’t know what’s up.
Then there’s my regular EDS discomfort that I deal with. That’s nothing to write home about. IBS, carpal tunnel, sore wrists and hands. Knee pain. The usual stuff. Migraines. Gastroparesis. The usual suspects.
Hope you’re having a good day, Zebra pals! 😘