I definitely forgot yesterday was Monday. The only reminder I had was at 9am when my calendar alarm went off to remind me to go to physical therapy. I was feeling pretty good, so
I was looking forward to going. Of course, it is now the next day and I had a hell of a morning…woke up screaming (sorry neighbors,) used the heating pad for a half an hour, and took all my pills. Still, no better, So I got up and went to my mother’s and had coffee, and sat in her chair which has good lumbar support, Slight improvement. I went home and did my stretches and then Mark and I went for a walk. Now I feel almost as good as I did yesterday, except it’s almost 1pm and I also feel like I wasted half a day.
I find it amusing that this sciatica thing happened right as I was finishing my main recovery from surgery. There are still some foods I can’t eat, and I shouldn’t push, pull, lift or bend for another few months. But right as I was coming off the restrictive diet and exercise, my leg started hurting. Usually it goes away quick, but not this time. We are in week three now, I think.
And of course, it is my luck that something else crappy would happen right as I was starting to get better. (If WordPress had a facepalm emoji, I would put it right here.)
Anyway, I forgot it was Monday after my appointment because I felt great so we decided to go fishing. We went to one of my favorite spots, and saw lots of jumpers, but all I caught was a flippin’ gobi. For those unaware, gobi’s are an invasive species, and if you find them, you have to kill them. So that’s…awesome.
Then we headed home, and upon arrival, realized Marks’s wallet was gone. So, this made us drive back out to the spot and search. Thing is, when we were there, we were probably the only people in the park, save the lone bicyclist I saw. When we came back, it seemed that a large family had set up shop right in the middle of the park and were having a party. Also, the fishermen were out…all those folks who worked a nine to five and ran out to the water as soon as they could.
The wallet is gone.
We went home and searched the house, just in case, though I know the last time I saw it was in the car. So, we searched the car, then cleaned the car, then organized the car for our upcoming trip. Still, no wallet.
By the time all that was done, I was tired. I watched a little TV and went to bed.
Then I woke up and it was Tuesday! Damnit, I forgot to blog again!
I don’t know why I can’t keep to my own schedule right now. There is just a lot going on at the moment, and I am walking around with this limp leg. Also, numb fingers because I can’t find my hand braces!
Y’know, my birthday is in a couple of days…38 is gonna be a train wreck if this keeps up.