Damned if it isn't Monday once again. How does this happen? Have you ever wanted time to stop for awhile? I mean, on a Saturday, when the weather is beautiful, when the trees and flowers are in bloom, time would just stop for a couple of days?I wouldn't be sad to live in an extended Saturday for awhile. I have felt this way other times in my life, but usually when I was so ecstatically happy that I didn't want it to end. Now - and I suppose because I am getting older - it would be okay if time would stop when things are quiet, I am alone, when there is no problem chatter in my head. Funny how things become so much calmer with age, that the things we want are so different. So, yes here it is Monday again, and that's okay.
It was a good weekend, quiet, just the way I like it. I went to see my sis on Saturday, I was disturbed by how bad she looked, hopefully that will improve soon. She has surgery today, to remove her spinal stimulator battery box and to clean out the area. About two weeks ago, she had to have the battery replaced in that box and that is how the area became infected in the first place. I will see her after work today, if I can still walk.
I started the medication over the weekend, it makes me tired and it causes some strange electrical feeling in my head. I have taken it before but don't remember this feeling. I am only on 25% of the amount needed to help me, I have to increase gradually. It's hard to imagine that I will be able to tolerate the full dose, but I am willing to try anything, as yesterday was a particularly bad day, just walking across my apartment was a problem. This morning I feel no stronger and I am wondering how I will make it through the day.
It snowed all day long yesterday and the wind was howling all weekend. However, this morning there is only a dusting of the white stuff on the grassy areas. I am hoping that was winter's last hurrah. Have a good day. I'm out.