The Week That Was

What a week!  Filled with agony and fear that I was irrevocably broken.  The frustration with my physical pain almost did me in.  But I'm better now, a little.  Here's a recap of the week.

Tuesday:
Woke up feeling much better today.  My knees don't hurt at all!  Which made getting in and out of the shuttle van much easier.  Yay.  An hour+ commute this morning wasn't much help to my arms and hands though.  Trying the keyboard and mouse up on the desk instead of on the tray to see what difference that makes.

Stats class started tonight, not Thursday.  So not ready, emotionally or supply-wise.  No time to drive home from work and pick up stuff and drive back to school.  Had to wing it.  Exhausted, sweaty and in so much pain from my adventures on campus.  My goal of blogging every day is difficult to keep right now.  Also had to miss my chiro appointment because of my scheduling snafu.

Wednesday
Slept really great and deeply, tolerable pain when I woke up.  Hard day at work.  Red right hand pain enraged.
So tired and in so much pain when I got home.  Not much studying done.  So frustrated with not being able to pick up after myself because of the pain.

Thursday
Slept really well despite waking up in pain.  Knees much better today.

Woke up in so much pain in my arms, was unable to dress myself.  Took a couple more hours sleep and felt better, was able to make it into work.  It's clear that I have to figure some basic taking care of business routines figured out for the next 11 weeks so I can make it through class.

One of my classmates inspired me to get my rolling bag out instead of struggling with my sling bag.  That will make things much easier on my body, especially since I've found a parking lot that's on the same side of the road as campus and is a very gentle walk, with no steps.  Much better than "heart attack hill," as my classmate called it.

By the end of class my entire body was in a rage, my hands too sensitive to make the ice bath useful.  Getting an ocular migraine about 10 minutes before the end of class just added to the frustration.  Fortunately, it dissipated by the time I got to my car. 

Friday:
Slept well but not enough.  The keyboard on the desk trick didn't last the day earlier in the week, it's back on the keyboard tray.  I don't know what the answer is yet.  Talked with Dr. Waters who thinks we may have been treating me much too aggressively and we decide to go a little easier.  The adhesion on my right hand is back to where it started months ago, no amount of Graston seems to have made a difference.  With this in mind, I asked Rich to go easier on me during my massage.  Home and trying to sleep but not too successful.  Head filled with plans to go run errands on Saturday instead of sleeping.

Saturday:
No surprise that my hands hurt so damned much.  It was impossible to do much of anything except try to sleep.  So frustrating.  Plus the meteorologists lied and it got hotter than predicted.  Heat really plays a number on me.  Finally about 6:30 I could move my hands better.  Took care of dinner and started the great reclaiming my desk caper.  I'm frustrated that I'm so tired and can't get done what I want to get done.  I tried meditating to speak to my pain and I couldn't get in.  "It's okay," I kept reassuring myself, "just keep trying."

Blogging will now obviously be sporadic throughout the week depending on how I feel and time.  I have a lot of studying to do.  The pressure is on to pass this class, which means studying and keeping up.

I know I can do all of this and survive.