I thought maybe I'd do a little more decorating for Christmas, but I'm done. What I have is what I have and that's about it. I'm still trying to figure out how to make each holiday magical and special, to give Lexi lots of happy memories to look back on.
Maybe it's just because I'm really tired right now but I just don't care.
I'll probably feel a little better later in the afternoon or evening, that's how it usually goes. Especially since Lexi keeps falling asleep after school, then stays up until 11:30 or midnight, then the stupid cat wakes her up at 9 by poking her arms or head with his nasty claws. He's lucky he's nothing but skin and bones or I'd smack him.
So, we still can't get Medicaid to approve an upper Thoracic MRI. They'll wait until the nerve is completely pinched off and I become paralyzed. But who cares, right.
Honestly, it isn't worrying me as much lately because all the weakness and stuff is only happening once in a while. I assume (but don't really know much about this stuff) that cold or exertion causes a flareup of swelling, which causes the arthritis to flareup which puts pressure on the nerves.
I'm learning what I can and can't do and how to prevent a flareup. Yesterday I spent a lot of time bending over, picking up toys, and that set off the Lumbar pain (and also the never-going-to-heal fracture pain in my pelvis). So instead of bending from a standing position, I'll just get my butt down on the floor and pick the toys up that way. Problem solved.
No surgery, no pain pills. Sure it's a pain in the butt (literally and figuratively) but it works for me. You do what you gotta do, am I right?
Other than that, it's a slow week. Lots of cleaning and getting a better routine established so I can encourage more sleep out of every creature in this house are about all that's going on right now. Well, I am going through the house room by room as well.
I'm preparing for the great painting endeavor of 2013. Should be interesting.
Other interesting home projects are in the planing stages as well but I'm not ready to share those just yet. I have the feeling we're going to be living here a long time yet (as if we haven't already) so I might as well make it home (finally).
Is it just me or does anyone else get to mid-week and feel like everything has just piled too high?