Just Call Me Sore-Ass. in A New Beginning

So, yeeeaaaa..... my sciatica is pretty damn pissed off at me this weekend. I am definitely....yes, DEFINITELY.... going to call Dr. Sutherland (my pain management dr.) on Monday to schedule an injection. I hope I can get one scheduled for the last week of July. I know that’s a ways off, but July 28th will make it three months, and I am really trying to stick to the “not more than four times a year” thing.

I sometimes feel sorry for myself. Not a lot, but sometimes. But I sure do feel sorry for people who have chronic pain much worse than me, especially the ones who have RA or fibromyalgia. Our son Joey’s gf Stephanie’s mom has fibro. She is very bad off. I was so happy, though, to find out that she recently got to move in right next door to Joey and Stephanie! See, since being an adult, Stephanie had just kept on living with her mom since they have such a good relationship. Of course she had other boyfriends before Joey, but Joey is the first one she really loves and wanted to live with. (They plan on getting married; who knows when, and I guess it doesn’t really matter!) The thing is, she and her mom had not only shared expenses, but she also helped her mom in lots of ways. But her mom loves her and was not about to try to guilt Stephanie into staying. She made plans to move in with another of her kids, but I guess that proved to be kinda rocky. So it was great when the mobile home (aka trailer, but sometimes we trailer folk try to be fancy) right behind Joey-and-Steph’s became vacant! Now they can be there close-by for her. And hopefully we’ll also get to meet her before long. She doesn’t get around very easily. :o(

But back to me and my sore ass and leg. Heh. So of course, I had been feeling pretty great, and so, being free from w-o-r-k for the summer, I scheduled myself for all kinds of things this month. Events, that is. I knew there was a good chance I’d be gettin’ pretty sore by now, but when I feel pretty good it becomes easy to say “well I’m not going to schedule my life around THAT anymore!” Heh. It is not so easy to feel that way when you’re really hurting. I mean, I am still not doing TOO badly, but who says I want to?? Which leads me up to this....

(continued on Monday)
So, dammit to hell! I called my pain mgmt dr this morning to get an injection scheduled for the last week of July. Of course I had to leave a message, When I got home from my morning errand-running, they had left me this message: seems that my dr. is on vacation the last week of July and on call the first week of August. Now they’re scheduling people for the fuckin’ MIDDLE OF AUGUST. This does not please me. I mean, this is the guy who assured me that normally, they’d be able to get me in “in three days” when I called. This has not been my experience! But what-the-hell-EVER. I am not doing too badly. It COULD be worse. I will just do my best to keep on an even keel with it. With my extra-strength tylenol, my Icy Hot, my ice packs and my heat pad, plus stretching and stuff, I shall carry on!

Even though I was very sore early in the days this past weekend, I was feeling just fine to attend an evening moon ritual on Saturday and a late afternoon class on Sunday. This coming weekend I am going to a six-hour workshop that is more than a two hour drive away though, and honestly, NOW I wish I had not signed up for it. But I’m not going to back out now, because they have not even had quite enough people sign up for it yet. I’m not going to back
out and leave them one person less, when they’re scrambling to come up with enough! But I confess, if they don’t get enough and it has to be cancelled, it won’t make me cry. ;o)

Ah-HA! The dr’s office just called me; I am scheduled for August 14th. Well, it is what it is. The doc IS allowed to take a vacation I reckon! I’ll be fine. Fine enough anyhow!

But on to other things....I’ve begun going to the nearest high school track to walk. It is no hotter than walking in the woods, and a whole lot less buggy at this time of year! And it actually IS a pretty place to walk. Green grass, blue sky, and our high school is out in the country so I can see woods and farmland all around, and listen to birdsong as I walk. To be honest, it’s quieter than walking at the state park at this time of year! And it’s easy to know how far I walked! :o) I think I’ll just plan to do that any day when I have time. That will be three or four days a week, through the summer.

Soooo, I went to my former coven’s moon ritual on Saturday, and Sunday I took a class with another coven, Troupe of the Starry Door. I really like being with Troupe. I know that my former coven hopes I will come back to them, but every time I am with Troupe, I feel like I would really enjoy being with them more. There’s no reason for me to think they wouldn’t accept my petition to join them. I’m a First Degree Initiate and a tradition member of fairly long-term and very good standing. I keep reverting to thinking “my former coven and High Priestess will be disappointed.” But ya know, it’s not about what is best for them; it’s about what is best for ME. It is alright to put oneself first!

Anyhow....part of my efforts to keep from getting too sore is keeping as busy as I can this summer while I’m not working. And my normal inclination is to spend a whole lot of time on my ass! But I have to not spend too much time sitting or lying down. I have to get up and do stuff. So this house has never been cleaner!