Back in May, a wonderful and supportive friend contacted me from Washington. I started writing her a note right away and then found myself with a bunch of work to finish for the Chorale party and some other things that landed on my plate. Her note went on the back burner and I regret that happened. From that time onward, things became more disconcerting, uncomfortable, and confusing.
In June, I took a look around me...my home is a mess! How on earth did I let it get like this? I still remember how spotless it was in June 2010 when I went to the hospital for my lumpectomy...what happened between then and now?! I have stacked things on top of things meaning to take care of that today but then today, tomorrow...they just didn't come. I became pretty disappointed in myself and the choices I had made.
Throughout that month I became more fatigued, had frequent bouts with indigestion and decided I needed some time without any work, thinking, anything in anyway stressful actually...to take time, putz with what few flowers I had, read, spend time with Foxy, do some hobbies, go to the movies, etc.
One of my close friends had a serious family issue and needed a little support. Though my heart was there anyway, it became the perfect opportunity to focus on someone else and not me...to be there for her if she needed an ear, a night out, whatever. The rest of the time, the quiet, the reflecting...was all good.
One of my close friends had a serious family issue and needed a little support. Though my heart was there anyway, it became the perfect opportunity to focus on someone else and not me...to be there for her if she needed an ear, a night out, whatever. The rest of the time, the quiet, the reflecting...was all good.
July quickly brought unexpected problems with my digestive system and lower intestinal tract. "It is a phase", I told myself. "Stop eating the junk you know you shouldn't and get your act together," I said. But things had not gotten bad enough yet, unfortunately, for me to really pay attention. My weight was going up at an unreasonable rate, my knee was telling me it was too much, I was thinking about moving, changing my present situation, little seemed to set well on my stomach, and a whole lot was weighing on my mind and my body. I was not happy...it was the way it was.
By mid-July, I had an appointment for a physical...finally! I had developed a constant pain in the lower left quadrant of my torso that was very uncomfortable. I needed a physical anyway as it was female check up time, but since I was beyond menopause now, I could not figure out what that cramping could possibly be.
After calling several doctors in the area, one was suggested in Grand Haven. Luckily, he agreed to accept a new patient so the physical could be done. Answers, I hoped. If only things could be that easy.
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