…I’m going back. Not full time just yet, but to start to get back into the swing of things for two days a week. I HAVE been doing ads from home and a few other small projects, but at home, I’m afforded the luxury of being able to stop whenever and go lay down, or just rest or do some therapy. In the office, I’ll have to FORCE myself to stop and rest. I have a tendency to just sit for hours, then realize I skipped lunch! Somehow, I don’t think my head of body will allow myself to do that anymore.
I really KNOW when I haven’t eaten for a little bit. My head hurts more and I get the shakes…far more than I used to. The only “side effects” I’m having as a result of the ruptured
aneurysm and the surgery, are a headache, tiredness and the shaking. Mostly in my right hand, but both hands can be effected if I haven’t eaten in awhile, or do too much.
I always used to have a small shake, but it’s much more pronounced now and the rupture & surgery is the only thing that has really changed…..well, that and the fact I’ve become so darn lazy. I SIT very well!
I ALMOST had two full days without having to take any pain pills, but it was all thrown away on Friday evening when right after dinner and odd headache & neck ache hit me and stayed with me all through yesterday and last night as well.
I suppose when I’m feeling really good, like I was on Thursday, perhaps I do too much then pay for it the next day. I don’t know. Part of it was sinus I”m pretty sure, but sometimes when the headache hits in certain areas of my head, I start to recall that early morning on Oct., and start to fret about it a little. Even though I KNOW I don’t have another aneurysm floating around….at least since November.
Some things still really poop me out. Which leads me to believe, probably inappropriately, that if I were to start to
exercise, REALLY exercise, that I’d be too pooped out to anything else. Which may, or may not, be the case, but I still don’t want to push it. It has been three months in my recovery. I guess that’s supposed to be the magic number. We’ll see how work goes.
The day I was wheeled into the operating room for my coiling, my boyfriend Dave, quit smoking.
To my knowledge (and I’d know if he were at this point!) he hasn’t had a cigarette in almost three months. I’m so very proud of him and am so thankful he did that. He needed to. He has low-grade emphysema and it’s also not good for people with aneurysms. I seem to recall the ER Doctor saying something to Dave about it as I was leaving the ER to get
into the ambulance for transport.
Although it was a horrible situation that caused him to quit, I’m glad things turned out this way. It’s so nice NOT
to smell that first thing in the morning and to smell it on his clothes, car and breathe. I hope it continues.
It has happened. I’m officially feeling lazy. I need to get up and move. I’m afraid, no….I KNOW, I’m getting wider. Probably has something to do with five days in ICU, 20 days in the hospital, then two months at home with very little exercise.
I don’t think all these sweets and cookies around the holidays have helped. It’s kind of a vicious circle. I need to exercise more so that I’ll feel better, but when i wake up with a horrible headache and don’t feel like I CAN exercise, I don’t. I’ve done some yoga every other day when I feel up to it, but I have no idea how I’m supposed to get back into exercising when I don’t feel good so often.
I don’t see hopping back on my water rowing for some time yet. Quick movements still bother my head a great deal. My
balance is much, much better, but I just don’t feel I’m ready.
Hopefully, if I DO gain more weight, it won’t be too much and I can start to control in in the new year. I don’t like making New Year’s resolutions, but this may have to be one.
Lose weight and be a better person…oh, and what the heck…..world peace.