So today I pulled the bone headed move of the day.
Suposed to meet with the oncologist today at 1:30 and some how I transposed the numbers and believed it was at 3:10. At least I realized this before I drove all the way there. Very upset with myself today. I took out my frustration on the dog and went for a three mile walk. On a good side, I baked some cookies (of course- I went on a three mile walk), and finished the meal for Friday night for the baseball team. Did the laundry, so overall it was a productive day but I am tired and I am really wanting some shoulder flexibility. Here are BBB for the last two days- hang on tight because I already took my pain management meds so there is no telling where this blog will end up.
Bumps: NO and I repeat no range of motion in the shoulder. This coming from a swimmer- not having shoulder rotation is awful. Trying to figure out what to wear. I have been dressing a big busted woman for years. I have always been proud of my set and now- I am at clothes stores- completely lost. Friends if you are on the flatter side--HELP!
Battles: Yep-the emotional roller coaster. Don't get me wrong- I tend to live there anyway but, now-whoa nelly, totally out of control. I was calm when I missed an appointment (rare for me), and cried in target when I couldn't figure out what kind of shirt to buy. It doesn't help that I can't raise my arms above parallel to ground. Makes pulling on t-shirts quite difficult. If there is a dressing room monitor at target- they could have posted on you tube and got a million hits with the maneuvers I had to preform to get a shirt off- just ridiculously funny. For your entertainement- imagine having to use the following tools to help remove a t-shirts; a hanger, socks (more flexible) and contortion of the upper body sans arms.
I got a scripture message from a dear friend right as I was limping out of the dressing room at target. To be strong and courageous. Needless to say- I cried.
A lovely fruit basket that is now gone from the Tarchick's and yes, Johnny- I shared- but not the chocolate. A note about this family: We were meant to be friends forever. Our dear friends in Lordstown Ohio. Many margarita nights and just lovely friends- our lives would not be the same without them. I love you guys.
I got a hair cut- and I mean a haircut- super short- at least when I go to school tomorrow the attention will be on my hair not my lackOboobs. Kate (my hairdresser) was super strong yet I cried the entire time. It was just a new cut today- she will cry with me when she shaves my head. A very cool girl-
I had delicious dinner provided by the Hoffman family- estaba delicioso pero se ha acabado.
I am definitely looking forward to work tomorrow.
By God's grace I grow stronger everyday, my frailties are evident but hopefully I am showing everyone around me that-
My weakness does not show weakness it shows God's strength.
Be blessed everyone!