Total Waste Of Makeup Day ~ January 25, 2012

It is such a pain to have to wait for an appointment.  Well, if you are sick and you call, and they can't take you, that's an even worse pain, but I'm talking about waiting around until your appointment time..  Why is that?  I never want to do anything except get my shower and have my coffee.  Not that I do much more than that on any given day, but it cuts into my play time...  HA HA.  Torture today, I mean physical therapy.  I have no idea why I am even doing this.  The therapist (physical one, not the shrink one) says it won't help with my back.  Nothing will except surgery, and I am not into that idea at all.  So, it's therapy and back shots.. Which reminds me.  That's another thing to wait for.  Your up, and you know there is someone in the doctor's office, but they won't answer the phones until exactly 9:00.  Seems like we wait a lot. 

Therapy went okay, if pain is any indication.  ha ha.  She gave me some exercises to do in the pool also.  It felt soooo good when she put the ice pack on my back.  It took a while to find the right spot for the tingly wirey things she attached to my back.  She turned it up so high I thought I was levitating off the table.  Looked around and did not see David Copperfield.....ha ha.. Once I recovered from that, it was much better.  My back stayed frozen for a little while and it felt so good.  Now to find a way to strap some ice cold packs to my back 24/7.  ha ha

So, as you can see, it was a total waste of makeup kinda day..  Nothing but torture...ha ha, and I am not wearing lipstick to that.  ha ha.

Until next time..........................

Reality Setting In ~ January 18, 2012

Sorry I am not myself today.  This picture reminds me of me today.  Pensive and deep in thought.  Sad, and thinking, thinking, thinking. Good things happened, but so did reality,

It is just beginning to hit me how bad my back really is, and that the major surgery they want to do, is probably inevitable.  I went to physical therapy and they said whatever they may be able to do, won't do anything other than MAYBE help strengthen some muscles so that when I have the surgery it will make it easier on the rehab part.  The doctor wanted me to go 3 times a week but the physical therapist said only 2 times a week.  3 times would be to much on my back.  Also she wants me to use a cane.  Not happening.  I think that's when it hit me.  I am in a funk about it all.  I worry about the rehab part, will I make it through surgery, and Beulah... My baby.  (Big Sigh) It's times like this when I really miss my husband.  I believe he is watching over me, but still, wish he was here in person. I sure could use one of his hugs right about now.

On the up side, I got a laptop.  The WIFI signal here is so bad, I will need to get something and then something else.  ha ha.  You can see how much I know.  Thank goodness for brothers, well especially mine.  At times, I would be lost without him.

Going to go and read and who knows........Good shows on tonight.  The Middle, Modern Family, and Revenge.  Maybe that will take my mind off of things.

Till next time....................................