You know, the kind where you feel like you're running from the moment you wake up until the second your head hits the pillow?
Well…. I think I’m having one of those days. Even though my bed still seems so far away.
I had to get up extra early this morning in order to run to the hospital for some blood work.
Pre-surgery blood work to be exact. For the surgery that is officially now scheduled on the 8th of February.
I had to fast for this blood work, and when I showed up the nurse proudly proclaimed “Oh wow! We’re really draining you today!”
Not having any idea what she was talking about, I sat down and watched in horror as she pulled out 9 tiny little vials.
Yes, 9.
On an empty stomach.
It’s possible that I may have hobbled out of there. Working hard to ensure that I didn’t topple over as I dug through my purse in search of a granola bar after the draining was complete.
From there, I headed to my first chiropractor appointment. My back pain has just been getting worse since that lovely little fall on New Year’s Day, so I finally broke down and scheduled an appointment. I figured it would probably be best to get it looked at before the surgery, since I’m going to be spending a lot of time in bed after that point.
I had no idea first chiropractor visits were so intense though. This man had me strip down and don a gown for x-rays before spending over an hour talking to me about all that was wrong with my back.
I kind of felt like I was a grade-schooler getting reprimanded for breaking the rules.
He said he thinks he can fix the issues in my spine. Leftover issues from an accident in Mexico almost 10 years ago when I cracked 3 vertebrates – an injury I never really did much for beyond the initial chiropractor visits, because at the time I had no health insurance. What can I say? Once upon a time I was a stupid kid who played a little too hard! So yes, he thinks he can repair the damage there, but he’s guessing it will take 2-3 years of work.
I’m really going back and forth on whether or not I even want to go back. He said this latest fall probably just re-awakened that old injury (I had honestly been dealing pretty well with that pain for years before now), and that it will be the kind of thing that will always eventually crop back up if I don’t take care of it now.
But who has the time? I have a job, and a life, and there just aren’t enough hours in the day to add in one more regular doctor’s visit.
Still trying to decide how I want to deal with that one, I drove into work and was plummeted directly into chaos. Not chaos inflicted by anyone else mind you, but just one thing after another thrown my direction. I felt like every time I completed one task, two more appeared in front of me.
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I’m telling you; one of those days.
And now I am home, face washed, and about to apply a fresh coat of makeup. I’m having dinner with one of my favorite couples in just half an hour, and then from there I'm going to Mrs. King’s house for some much needed wine and bonding time. I’m thinking I'll get home a little after 1, and then I'm crashing. Sleeping in until noon at least!
It has definitely been one of those days. And it doesn’t help that the reality of surgery in just a few weeks has now hit me. I'll be flying to San Francisco on the 3rd of February for a pre-op appointment on the 4th. So, two weeks from yesterday I will be on my way. And there are about 1001 details I need to work out before that moment.
I just keep reminding myself though, that I am going to wake up from this surgery feeling better than I have in months. That the pain from healing is going to be nothing compared to the pain I’m in. That my energy levels are going to go up, and I am going to go back to feeling like myself again.
The old me.
The one who had it in her to handle days like this with ease.
Separate from the girl I currently am.
The one who really just wants to pop a pill and curl up with her heating pad for the rest of the night.
I’m going out though. I am going to enjoy my time with my friends, and laugh and smile and gossip and stay up far too late. Because I really don’t do that nearly enough. And because I am a girl who truly is blessed to be able to spend time with such amazing people.
Besides, it’s already been one of those days.
So it might as well turn into one of those nights.
