Haven’t blogged in a while, I am done working at the law school for this year and no one seems to know about next year so I need to decide if I can take the summer off or if I should go to work for my son and daughter in law in their new café. I am a little frightened of working for family and I think they are way too generous in the way they pay the people who work for them, I don’t know what would happen if this place failed. They have worked SO HARD. My back is feeling better from not standing for 6 ½ hours a day so that might be something else I should consider.
I am having a colonoscopy on Friday, prep begins tomorrow. I haven’t had one in five years because the last one was so traumatic that I vowed to NEVER have another one but that is like cutting off your nose to spite your face. I also have to wonder if some of my back pain is related to intestinal issues…SO, let’s rule that out. I will admit that as I look at the form for the prep, I am more than a little disturbed by the fact that it is a general form and does not consider age or weight. I am not a 200 lb, 50 year old man and the prep is grueling. Oh well, clear liquids for Cinco de Mayo…Friday will be sleep day and, hopefully, good news.
It has been 836 days since I last smoked, my husband says he cannot believe it, he expected me to smoke until the day I died. Guess I kind of did myself but then I was having a harder and harder time breathing, laughing, talking…AND, I HATED the glaring and judgmental looks I got from people walking past me when I was trying to “sneak” a smoke. I don’t miss that one bit, I have occasional memories of smoking and realize that is all they are, I do not have to give them any power.
I am still on oxygen at night, I am supposed to begin pulmonary rehabilitation soon, the pulmonologist said that my lungs sound great but my sats are a little low with activity and my fatigue level is much higher than I had hoped for at this point. Of course, I wanted it ALL right after I had the surgery. The nerve pain is less but it rears its ugly head with the wrong movement.
I love each and every one of you and no matter where you are in your quit, you have helped me stay committed to mine. Please let me help you stay committed to yours.
Love,
Ellen
