It's cold here this morning. I know it's time for that, and I hate when it's so hot, but there seems to be so little in between.
Today is my baby's birthday, 22 years ago today, well this evening actually, we were fighting traffic with fans going to the Texas-Oklahoma University game, trying to get to Parkland hospital in Dallas, Texas. We did make it in time, but just barely, I was doing the old "he he he" breathing thing on the gurney up to the maternity floor. 9 pounds, 15 1/2 ounces of pure, beautiful joy...and by the way, I could see why President Kennedy died, ---at that time anyway, Parkland hospital had it's issues.
I worked all day long yesterday and today I am immobile and in severe pain. I hurt like a sonofabitch to put it mildly. But that isn't too mild is it? Tomorrow is the day for help and I certainly hope it does. The MRI of my upper back has been scheduled for Monday afternoon, I really don't want to go through with this one, I have no interest in knowing if there is anything wrong with it, for me, if it ain't broke, don't fix it. But, this Dr has been so good about getting everything handled and so thorough that I feel obligated and I will. I am just very aware of the power of suggestion, if I am told that i have issues with my upper back then I know i will begin to feel them. That is how the human mind works, or at least THIS human mind. Yes, my upper back hurts every day, and I really thought that every one's did. Apparently, that is not so-and I arrived upon that decision after a conversation with my Dr. So, I will have another MRI.
Yesterday, I used crutches and they really helped my walking. My left leg was threatening to give out. And so today, my arms are so weak that I am unsure of how long THEY will hold out. Holy Hell. Out.