I too, am ready for Buffistas Island.
Spike's Bitches 49: As usual, I'm here to help you, and I... are you naked under there?
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I am so tired of my feet . The new thing is waves of burning pain in one spot on my right foot. I think the way I've beentrying to deal with the plantar fasciitis pain has put more pressure on my right foot (my shorter leg) along the ball of the foot.
The pain just started as I was trying to go to sleep. I know I need to lose weight and find a job where I'm not on my feet all day but both of those seem impossible any time soon.
I've been avoiding seeing a doctor because it's so close to the new year but I think I'm going to tell my parents for Christmas I want help paying for my out of pocket medical expenses in the new year.
I don't know how to be more disciplined with myself.
I keep thinking of all the things that I need to do or want to do to improve my life and I just get overwhelmed. If anyone is following Cinder the Cat on FB or Instagram one of the vet people made a oos4 that said "Cinder says side feet are better than no feet". The context was Cinder on the treadmill with just 2 side pas kind of barely moving them. So it is sort of doing a little something is better than nothing. So I keep repeating this hoping I'll start believing it or putting fit into use for things like exercise.
The postive thing I've done is severely cut back on my soda and caffeine intake. The increase in Vyvanse has decreased my cravings for caffeinated drinks but I haven't been able to quit and some days I have too much. But side feet are better than no feet and I have gone whole days without any caffeinated drinks or only a watered down tea.
Hope your brother is continuing to improve, Teppy.
I had stressy dreams all night that I was missing a big flight, and then that I was at the wrong airport, and so on. Whyyyy, body? Do not want.
Hope your brother is continuing to improve, Teppy.
I'm not really clear on what kind of rehab place he went to after the hospital on Saturday, because he was released to go home Sunday. (I always assumed "rehab" was a long-term thing. Or at least longer-term than 1 day.)
I've talked to him a few times since he was released, and he sounds very stable -- just normal old bro. But he also sounds very, very tired. Which is understandable.
This is true: on Saturday before his friend drove him to the hospital, my brother went to the bathroom, had a drunken fall, hit the tank of the toilet with his head, and cracked the tank all the way across horizontally. He had a CT scan at the hospital, and his noggin is totally fine. Not even a concussion.
He didn't tell me about busting up his toilet WITH HIS SKULL until yesterday, which is good. Because if I had known that when it happened, I would have lost my goddamn mind.
He says that right now he has a vestibular problem caused by the fall (or, I don't know, cracking an entire toilet tank with his head) that's messed up his balance, so he's using a cane for stability.
Honestly, if that's the extent of the physical damage he caused himself, he's exceptionally goddamn fucking lucky. Jesus.
Teppy, when a family member of ours went into rehab, they were admitted with the understanding that they would be there for at least 30 days. I am perplexed. Is his wife back, and does she know what's been happening? (Is he at least bruised?!?)
Is his wife back, and does she know what's been happening?
She is back, and she knows what's happening. We had a good conversation on Sunday.
(Is he at least bruised?!?)
I didn't ask, but I feel like he has to be, right?
Teppy, when a family member of ours went into rehab, they were admitted with the understanding that they would be there for at least 30 days. I am perplexed.
Yeah, I'm not super clear on what kind of a facility it is. I don't want to bombard him with a ton of questions until he's gotten some stability behind him.
It sounds as if whoever did the evaluation decided that he was stable enough and had enough support to go home and do the work in familiar surroundings; unless he goes into crisis again, best to check in and otherwise let him get on. How are you doing?
How are you doing?
Relieved he's through the immediate crisis stage, for sure. Incandescently angry at my father (I posted about that in Natter, since I can't seem to confine my relapse posts to one thread). Really, really exhausted.
In my experience, the 28-day in patient rehab thing is a voluntary option and "rehab" is also used to describe the relatively short period of time that is just for physical recovery (although 1 day seems short for even that). I remember when my brother was in patient the terms they used to just mean various locations in the facility were very confusing to those of us who weren't there to see what they were talking about. Like "of course he's in recovery, that's why he's here, but where is he?" when "Recovery" was a particular set of rooms. Could be something similar going on.
How are you doing?
Relieved he's through the immediate crisis stage, for sure. Incandescently angry at my father (I posted about that in Natter, since I can't seem to confine my relapse posts to one thread). Really, really exhausted.
Update: I cannot BELIEVE how exhausted I am right now. (Worth noting that I also did a 5K Saturday in temps that were below 40 degrees [but above freezing], and I'm pretty sure that really took it out of me, too.)
The Elvis Costello concert is tonight, and I am SO glad that it's a we-are-middle-aged-people-who-are-not-going-to-stand-and-dance concert. I can't WAIT to see him, because I've never seen him live (plus flea and Mr. flea are coming [but unfortunately Hil can't make it, damn it]), but I really really need to sit.