Sunday, March 11, 2007

Happy New Year, Happy Valentine's Day, Happy Birthday!

Well, it's been a long time since my last posting, for those 3 or so of you who may actually be reading this! hahaha I guess what unnerves me the most about the idea of blogging is that although this is basically just my diary or journal, someone else can read it! Not that someone actually will though. And there's my blogger's dilemma (I can't think of the appropriate word): in the back of your mind, you hope someone will read it, but at the same time wonder if anyone ever does and cringe at the thought of someone actually doing so!

Anyway, enough of that. I've been on holiday from my blog due to many time-wasting reasons, none actually being a good excuse for not writing though! I did endure rotator cuff shoulder surgery at the end of last year, and until 9 days ago, was locked into multiple visits per week to my physical therapists. It helped, then it didn't, then it got worse, and then I cried and demanded that my doctor take a look at my shoulder again! So now I'm off therapy for a couple of weeks but charged with the task of doing my therapy exercises by myself, which is even harder than going to therapy was! It is nice to get a break, however.

Overall, I've been really down since my shoulder started giving me trouble again. Ironically, it seemed to all start again the week of the ice storm, when we were all stuck in the house for 2 straight days, making it a 4 day weekend. I could feel my shoulder tightening up more and more each day, despite my faithful exercises. From then on, for about 2 more weeks, it was like a rubber band-- draconian therapy methods would "loosen it up" but within hours of returning leaving there, it would snap back into a tight knot. Ouch! I finally reached the point where it was loosened up enough th where I was no longer freaking out every other hour about it, and then I started feeling shooting pains up and down my entire arm, all the way to my finger tips. Now THAT really freaked me out as my right hand is my cake decorating hand! No messing around with that! I was very fortunate that 2 wks after the surgery, I was able to start decorating cakes again, with no effect on my shoulder at all. Now everything I did with my right arm was hurting like crazy! Like turning a doorknob, picking up a paring knife, driving my car, etc. Well, wouldn't you know it, my doctor says that too is normal; I've been 'deconditioned' and will have to endure all this until my arm strength is built up again. So all this and the rather unattractive weight gain in my arm (and everywhere else, really) has brought me down in the dumps of late. I feel like a page out of Dr. Seuss's My Many Colored Days. I mean, I knew having voluntary surgery wasn't going to be a walk in the park, but it has still exceeded my expectations of how long it would take to bounce back to the old me.

At the same time, Carys has been going to 5-day-a-week preschool at the JCC instead of just 2 days to accomodate my rigid therapy schedule, and she has really thrived since we switched her! Perhaps it's just a coincidence and being 2 3/4 yrs old now instead of a mere 24 months has something to do with it too. Her teachers have marveled at the transformation, and they are so loving towards her. Prior to the switch, she was always a little clingy in the mornings at the drop-off and was becoming very difficult in the 2-year-old way at home, but now she has really embraced having a predictable schedule surrounded by the same teachers and friends each day. I am a bit of a wreck about it emotionally-- I'm thrilled that she's thriving out there without me, but I'm sad as well not to have a 'baby' in the house with me every day, or at least part of the week. Knowing this is my last go-round with babyhood, it's even sadder for me when I see her toddle off confidently into the 2 yr old class each day.

I am 3 days into my 'new year', having celebrated my 36th birthday on March 8! Wow! I am officially 'old enough' to have a mammogram! Instead of a birthday card, I received written orders for a breast-squishing x-ray from my doctor! hahaha It made me laugh because Thalia is always asking, "When will be old enough to (walk to school by myself/drive a car/wear real jewels/etc.)?" Guess what I'm old enough for?! Cancer screenings! My actual birthday was nice, especially for a Thursday which is my busiest day usually. I had a manicure and pedicure in the morning, and my friend Anjali and her kids took me out to lunch at a charming Alamo Heights restaurant, Paloma Blanca, that I had not been to yet. I had a yummy mole, which I love. I even squeezed in 1 hour of shopping at the mall, where I picked up some shoes and makeup. There were lots of phone calls and emails and cards and even some gifts in the mail. Thalia's gift was probably the cutest-- she wrapped up a ball-point pen she found somewhere in the house during breakfast and presented it to me in bed. She was SO proud of herself! I sleepily told her I would save it for later (it may very well have been my only present from my family!), and when she got home from school, was very keen on my opening it, so I did, and she was just bursting with excitement! Oddly enough, I hadn't seen this particular purple pen in some time, so it really was a surprise! Dylan got me a card, which he wrote in while I was in the bathroom at the pizza place, next to Thalia's dance class, where we had dinner. No gift, but really, was I expecting one from him?! After all, I had bought a new pair of shoes that day, so that will be from him . . . ! Actually, he shocked me a bit at Valentine's Day by buying me a gift from Neiman-Marcus, not a store that he frequents. I don't know which was more surprising, the fact that he got me a gift, or that it came from NM!

I am going to try something new in future posts. This is all a huge experiment anyway, so look for something different coming up . . . !!!

2 comments:

Robert said...

Quite a good post...and was really nice going through it...and hey also drop by my blog on Birthday Wishes sometime for some really cool resources on birthdays!!!

Tyra said...

Hello! Keep writing! It's one of your countless gifts.