Dizziness

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I am so freaking dizzy! I can’t close my eyes anymore, I just can’t. I should be sleeping.

I fell in the bath today. I was crouching to get in, and I saw blackness, then splash! And then my back and shoulder on the left side started hurting. Which is annoying, because my back was doing pretty all right, considering I should have my shots tomorrow, Tuesday, if this is Monday, already. It’s 2:30 am.

I actually feel as if I am getting a period. This is weird. I have a Mirena, have had no problems, just treated for a yeast infection, have incredibly sore boobs, cramps, sore back, and twinges. Definitely not pregnant. I guess I have to trek to the doc. I wonder if weight loss has something to do with it. I’ve never used Mirena at this weight. Does it need time to adjust?

This dizziness is something else. I even THINK about looking up? Makes me sick. I hate people who post photos from planes or videos of skydiving? I start shaking. I’m tearing up just thinking about it.  Or from space? I want to vomit. I don’t know how I’m going to get through tomorrow (no, wait. We decided it was today, right?) today. Someone is going to want me to look up at something…

I just tried to roll on my back facing up and I couldn’t. It makes the room spin. It’s so weird.

I was thinking again the other day… so dangerous, 😄 a couple of appointments ago I was trying to get a concept across to my mmj doctor. I was asking her about a stronger dose or another strain, although my distributor doesn’t do that, that would help me… and I couldn’t quite put my finger on the concept.

Relax.

Relax my muscles an perhaps let some of the tension in my body go. You cannot even fathom how rigid I hold my body. Even when I’m relaxing. I can’t drink, we can’t get massages, every time I do relax I get a fucking migraine, I can’t eat anything good, hot bath? How long does that last? I’m cooking to death in this room already, no heat for me. I hate cold, I snuggle up and watch comedians on Netflix. I’m still tense as fuck.

I can’t close my eyes, it makes me dizzy.

I’ve been trying for an hour to sleep.

Anyway, now I target each part of my body starting from the top or bottom, and relax each bit. It’s an exercise. Deep breathing, all that jazz.

My little corner of the universe is becoming quite becoming. I’m finding a lot of joy here. My makeup stash to my skincare stash, (PS, if you spend more than $100 on Korean skincare and masks, it is too much, and you will spend the next six years giving it to everyone who walks by. ) it’s all becoming accessible and organized and joyful. My clothes are slowly getting organized… that’s my daughter’s project, though, and she is taking forever!

Anyway, I need to try for 3 hours, and my elbow hurts! 😢

💜

Netflix and Nausea

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My Zebra Strong tee arrived! Booster.com helps charities with fundraising, so they are a cool place to check out.

The past couple of days have been interesting. Yesterday morning I accomplished quite a bit. I cleaned a bit of my bed area and my outstanding computer files. I’m transitioning from a Yahoo address to a gmail, so I did some of that.

I napped all afternoon.

I’ve been watching a lot of Netflix. Mostly Documentaries, interspersed with Embarrassing Bodies, which mostly involves sexually harassing the male doctor, but I’m alone in my room, he can’t hear. ☺

My head hurts. I couldn’t keep down breakfast. I’m almost used to this pain now.

My memory gets really lousy as the day goes on. It’s awful. I did go on a journal spending spree and got some nice ones!

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There are some dotted pens. They are cute! I bought a proper Address Book. I won’t have to fire up the computer every time I need an address! There were three plain journals, and two holographic/iridescent journals. I’m in love with holographic or iridescent products. ❤

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Pretty! And, of course, you can see the reflection of the ring light.

It’s been thunderstorms like crazy here! 😮

I’m incredibly bored, so I’ve made Amazon my bitch, and it’s giving my husband heart palpitations. I’m terrible, I can never do just one thing at a time. The tv is on, but I have to be futzing on my tablet or organizing a drawer or writing a list… I need to Zen more. I should slow it down.

Although I felt awful today, I’m feeling better than I was this morning. My back doesn’t hurt as much, my head is okay. I might try a quick look.

It’s amazing how your pain can change. I know I’m delicate today, though. My abdomen is threatening cramps if I’m not careful. Is that the Endometriosis acting up?

Today will be quiet, with some masking, skincare, Netflix, naps, photos, and maybe a makeup look if I can.

Moving slowly, though. No need to rush!

Hope you have a great weekend!

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A Delicate Matter

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Firstly, I am in a slightly better position as to where my pain is. I’m more stable. The area is still very tender, and I’m trying to be delicate with it. I’m as medicated as I can be, and am trying to relax.

Another piece of good news is my son is on his way home from his school trip. I’m so pleased he did it, as there was some questions about his anxiety keeping him home.

Part of relaxing, I’m finding, is staying away from social media. This is unfortunate, as I don’t have many other ways to socialize. I made many new friends after Trump was elected President in the United States, many of us lefties banded together, they let me play from Canada, and I was very happy to do so. However, I’m finding many people are not at all sensitive to the needs or lifestyle of someone with chronic pain or with a chronic illness, and it’s been a huge adjustment. Not just with new friends, either.

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This week, especially, with the lack of sleep and needing to take extra medication has really underlined this phenomenon to me. I mean, I know I’m a sensitive person, but there’s a point. I had posted something and worded it awkwardly, and instead of saying I worded it awkwardly, my friend made fun of it, like I knew, or had done it on purpose. I don’t mind the teasing, but when I’ve goofed, because I’ve been drugged and sleep deprived, don’t think I’m going to ‘get’ something. It’s almost like expecting the parents of a newborn to pick up on subtleties. Not going to work. I constantly remind myself to be flattered to be mistaken for a normal, but I get frustrated.

I had another person go off on me because I used a word she didn’t like. Often, I find, people will hear I’m disabled and hear ‘captive audience’ or ‘someone always available’ those actually in this situation know there is so much we can do, if we want to, or have the spoons! Unfortunately, I find I often get imbued with many attributes by people I’m newly meeting, which I don’t possess and are then punished when I turn out to be me.

I am particularly sensitive to these issues, I suppose, because I work so hard to express myself. It’s not something I take lightly, and I actually care about people, so when I am shoved aside accused of being uncaring based on a poor word choice after a lengthy disclaimer about being tired and on heavy meds but still trying to be there… it’s frustrating. Do people hear disability, think deformity and don’t even consider pain?

I suppose it’s just hard right now. I have a few close friends,  but no one nearby. I have friends on social media, but it seems many of them are leaving in droves as I can’t be political enough or posting enough for them. I am getting damn sick of the sexual harassment. It’s not frequent, but it’s traumatizing. Especially when you feel awful.

I didn’t mean to be such a downer today. I just feel a bit lost. I’m not sad or angry, just pensive.

Hope you’re having a great day, Zebra friends! 😘