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Post-op funk

I don’t know if I can blame it on the surgery, the hospital stay, or just a break in my momentum from the past couple weeks, but gosh, I’m so darn weird in the head right now.

Before I forget, Braska’s doing ok.  She spent alot of yesterday and today on a lap, sitting here or there for long periods, with a little whining occasionally.  But overall, she seems to be handling whatever she is feeling very well. 

Unfortunately, I’m spending long periods sitting also.  Often she’s on my lap, but even when I haven’t had her (or her sister, who has also demanded A LOT of attention since returning from Grammy’s) on my lap, I’m still blah. Sitting.  Randomly looking through blogs or working on some graphics piddling or something.  I’ve kept the house completely neat and uncluttered, no piles at all, for close to 10 days prior to going to the hospital, and now I don’t have the energy to keep up with the smallest task, it seems.  Though I did manage to get the dishwasher loaded tonight. 

Gee.  That is ridiculous that I can say that like it’s an accomplishment.

It’s no big deal, I guess, but I need to get my act together.  I’ve totally thrown my good eating plan to the wind.   (And that’s probably part of the problem, now that I think about it.)  You wouldn’t believe that junk I’ve been eating!  I mean, YUM, but seriously…it’s bad.  I have a new membership at the Y that I appreciate greatly, but I need to get up and use it! 

Sure, it’s only been a few days, but I can sink into this kind of thing and live here for a LONG time.  I’ve done it many times. I don’t want to do that. 

Considering the last several days, we’re doing ok.  I’m just impatient with everything, and especially myself.  We’ll get back into the good groove, but right now I feel stuck in the quick sand rut.

Anyone wanna share their favorite pick-me-up?!?  Got a good joke or something?

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  1. Sara P.August 7, 2010 at 10:54 PM

    My favorite pick me up is walking at the mall with a friend. It's really the conversation that lifts my mood, not the walking or the window shopping. We actually rarely buy anything.

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  2. ~ Teresa ~August 8, 2010 at 6:28 AM

    A good "pick me up" for me is being in the sun. Taking a walk and window shopping is a favorite head clearing activity for me... You are probably right about the correlation between eating differently and the funk that you are in. I hope that you are feeling better by the time that you read this!

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  3. JRSAugust 8, 2010 at 9:28 AM

    Does the Y offer any exercise classes? Try taking something new, something outside of your comfort box. Maybe kickboxing, or bellydancing, or Zumba, or ANYTHING new. Then go and enjoy your time away from the lap kids. Time just for YOU!
    ---Jen

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  4. CateAugust 8, 2010 at 9:30 AM

    I don't know, I'd say that in your situation, the pick-me-up could be giving yourself permission to have a few days off.

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  5. NaomiAugust 8, 2010 at 5:28 PM

    RK, Don't beat yourself up! This incident for Braska happened to the whole family. Everyone had to make adjustments to accommodate her needs for this time. But I have a feeling you had to make sure every accommodation was organized and happening as it needed to be!

    I like what Cate said about giving yourself permission. Maybe to relax, maybe to do things out of the norm and maybe even permission to cry. It is hard to see someone you love going through a hard time. You didn't have a chance to express it because you were busy being mom. Laugh when you want to, cry if you need to!

    Naomi

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