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07 March 2008 @ 01:30 pm
Whirlwind of grandsons  
My daughter, recuperating from her sprained ankle, decided to give her hosts a rest and visit our area for a week or two. She and my grandsons spent the night on Wednesday and turned our apartment upside down. This is the smallest space we've ever had them all in and it was quite a squeeze. It was wonderful to see Valente--he had gone on to Utah a few months ago to stay with his aunt and cousins, so we had really missed him while he was gone. I showered them with books I've been saving for them for years--chapter books rather than picture books. I figured why not save the postage money? I hope they keep them away from their aunt, though, as she reportedly has the habit of turning the cover all the way back when she opens up a paperback book! She borrowed a set of books from my daughter and when she returned them, every one of them was completely bent backwards! I would ask if she was raised in a barn but she literally was! (Given that her dad was my first husband, who I've written about extensively here, and who kept them in poverty all their lives, I guess it's not surprising.)

I had to rest up all day yesterday after they left. I can't say exactly why they tire me out so, other than requiring vigilant attention all day long in our not-so-childproof environment, but they do. But it's a blissed out tired, like going to an all day rock concert in the hot sun.

Jonathan said, "I'm very intelligent--I know that five plus five equals ten!"

I got my stitches out and can do more with my right hand though it still reminds me sharply when I try to do too much. Making a fist is impossible and other acts which contract my fingers are painful. Writing by hand hurts. But I can do a little vegetable chopping and cook more easily so that's progress.

The nerve pain in my fingers still comes and goes but less often than over the weekend. The doctor said it would lessen with time and it is likely the ulnar nerve. He gave me an anti-inflammatory prescription which I will take when it's persistent. He said I can use ice as well.

I've progressed to worrying about the appearance of the scar--there's always something! You'd think with the major scars I already have that it wouldn't matter so much. But no woman likes to have a scar. I know over time it'll fade anyway, so I won't dwell on it too much.

I had a dream last night that I was kidnapped. I found some paper and a pen and was desperately trying to write a note to my loved ones in case I was killed. I remember writing, "I want you all to know how much I love you."

I hope everyone in my life already knows that.
 
 
 
3treekisser: Waterlily3treekisser on March 8th, 2008 12:05 pm (UTC)
+++The nerve pain in my fingers still comes and goes but less often than over the weekend. The doctor said it would lessen with time and it is likely the ulnar nerve. He gave me an anti-inflammatory prescription which I will take when it's persistent. He said I can use ice as well.+++

That's...good, right? As in, it'll eventually fade and it's not something seriously wrong?

+++I had a dream last night that I was kidnapped. I found some paper and a pen and was desperately trying to write a note to my loved ones in case I was killed. I remember writing, "I want you all to know how much I love you."+++

You really are an amazingly selfless person, Tapati. I shudder to think what I'd write if I had a dream like that. Probably something like, "Don't you dare redecorate my room!" *eyeroll* :P
Tapatitapati on March 10th, 2008 11:19 am (UTC)
I understood the doctor to be saying it would go away over time. That's been mostly the case with the nerve pain in my leg, though every once in awhile I get a twinge there. I can live with that.

I think I was raised to be selfless--or at least to put my mother before myself. But wouldn't most people think of their loved ones and want to say something to them, something like goodbye, I love you, and so on? Or else something that would identify their killer, if they could figure out a good hiding place for the note. Or both. :)

I will say that even though I was raised to put my mother/others first, I have had major incidences of global selfishness. The thing is, when you try to repress a trait it grows in the shadows and will rise up and take you over when you least expect it. I try to aim for a better balance these days. ;)