My dreams have certainly been shaped by what I am watching and reading right now. Since I little to no social life right now, my daily interactions are mainly with the TV, the Internet and all the stuff I read in books/mags/newspapers. Throw in the occasional conversation with family and friends and that pretty much rounds out my day. All of these interactions have contributed to the main themes of my dreams for the past two months. However, a rather unique experience has been happening for the past couple of weeks or so.
I can't remember when it started exactly, but it doesn't really matter at this point. What is it that is so unique you ask? When I wake, I have a sound track playing in my head the second I realize I am no longer dreaming. Every morning for about the past 14 days I wake with a song playing in my head. Sometimes is only stays for a few seconds, sometimes for minutes, and rarely it stays "with me" through the day. Today is a day where it did just that. And not only did I have one song that kept popping into my brain, but two! Totally new phenomenon. These songs are new and old, mainly rock of some sort. Today it was CCR - Run through the Jungle and a current song that I don't know the name of (an now I can't remember the lyrics) but I will know it when I hear it.
What does this mean? I have no idea. I haven't been listening to much music lately, and certainly nothing as varied as the soundtrack in my head. The other morning it was a Poison song (I think) that was playing, another morning it was an old pop song sung by a woman. I even turned the radio on this morning to see what was playing just incase it was the song playing in my head. It wasn't. LOL But who knows, maybe somewhere, some radio station was playing that song at the particular moment in time. Hmmm....I have been having interference problems with radio signals that past couple of years when I get in line with the signal....LOL Nah.
Well, I don't know what to make of it, but I am certainly enjoying this musical accompanyment to my life. Perhaps I should be recording what music is playing and see if there is a theme. Now that might not be a bad idea.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Phase One Complete
Today is the 14th of Feb, Happy Valentines Day!
It has been 9 days since my surgery, and 7 since I got to come home. :D Yay!
So there are many stories I can tell from the past 9 days. Let me give you the best and the brightest.
Monday morning went well. I got into the OR nice and early, on time in fact. :D It seems all went well. The incision went a different direction than the one I had done 2 years ago, this may have made a difference on the side effects of the surgery. And that is a good thing because I am not as "disabled" this time. I definitely have some recovery to do to get my arm back to normal (or as normal as it can be).
I think having surgeries close together is a bad thing for me. My body certainly doesn't like what has been done to me. LOL Plus I do silly things like insist that I am fine and then get bit in the ass (actually face) to prove I am not "fine". lol Nothing like passing out and hitting the floor to tell you you aren't "fine". So I think I made the nurses a bit jumpy, I was ok though, no major injuries, just some bruising of the body (and pride). :D I think I gave each shift, that first day, an interesting time. I passed out, I vomited, I loosened my IV so that I was bleeding all over myself and the bed.....things sometimes happen in 3's, I think this was my 3. I can't help but laugh over all of this. At least nothing terribly bad happened. *whew*
I stayed 2 nights and then got to go home on Wednesday morning, they wanted to keep me but I assured my doctor I could manage taking care of my drain and that I was very bored. He said I could go home. Once home I napped a bit, watched some TV, sat at the computer, sat even more at the computer....Relaxed and tried not to do too much. Had many impromptu naps, but it was all good.
Being homebound was good for the first couple of days, then I got to go out twice on Friday. Tuckered myself out a bit but I had fun. That is the main thing, the best thing. Stayed in on the weekend, it snowed a lot this past week, and a lot fell on the weekend. My mom and sister shoveled my walk on Thurs and Fri but no one came over on the weekend so on Monday I went out and took my time shoveling the snow. I got crap for it later, but I am not going to bug people to do what I normally do for myself, especially when they have their own piles of snow to move. Oh, and I drove for the first time since the surgery. It was a bit uncomfortable, my arm tired out quickly, but I managed to get some errands and groceries taken care of.
I have been to dance class, shoveled a bit more snow, and I am suffering the effects of some swelling. But I am fine, and glad I can do for myself. (independant streak a mile wide huh?).
Certainly, I am still a bit tired and my stamina is not back to where it should be, but it is getting there. I have dance again tomorrow night, I will have to take it easy, need the swelling to go down. Ice packs are wonderful things. :D
It has been 9 days since my surgery, and 7 since I got to come home. :D Yay!
So there are many stories I can tell from the past 9 days. Let me give you the best and the brightest.
Monday morning went well. I got into the OR nice and early, on time in fact. :D It seems all went well. The incision went a different direction than the one I had done 2 years ago, this may have made a difference on the side effects of the surgery. And that is a good thing because I am not as "disabled" this time. I definitely have some recovery to do to get my arm back to normal (or as normal as it can be).
I think having surgeries close together is a bad thing for me. My body certainly doesn't like what has been done to me. LOL Plus I do silly things like insist that I am fine and then get bit in the ass (actually face) to prove I am not "fine". lol Nothing like passing out and hitting the floor to tell you you aren't "fine". So I think I made the nurses a bit jumpy, I was ok though, no major injuries, just some bruising of the body (and pride). :D I think I gave each shift, that first day, an interesting time. I passed out, I vomited, I loosened my IV so that I was bleeding all over myself and the bed.....things sometimes happen in 3's, I think this was my 3. I can't help but laugh over all of this. At least nothing terribly bad happened. *whew*
I stayed 2 nights and then got to go home on Wednesday morning, they wanted to keep me but I assured my doctor I could manage taking care of my drain and that I was very bored. He said I could go home. Once home I napped a bit, watched some TV, sat at the computer, sat even more at the computer....Relaxed and tried not to do too much. Had many impromptu naps, but it was all good.
Being homebound was good for the first couple of days, then I got to go out twice on Friday. Tuckered myself out a bit but I had fun. That is the main thing, the best thing. Stayed in on the weekend, it snowed a lot this past week, and a lot fell on the weekend. My mom and sister shoveled my walk on Thurs and Fri but no one came over on the weekend so on Monday I went out and took my time shoveling the snow. I got crap for it later, but I am not going to bug people to do what I normally do for myself, especially when they have their own piles of snow to move. Oh, and I drove for the first time since the surgery. It was a bit uncomfortable, my arm tired out quickly, but I managed to get some errands and groceries taken care of.
I have been to dance class, shoveled a bit more snow, and I am suffering the effects of some swelling. But I am fine, and glad I can do for myself. (independant streak a mile wide huh?).
Certainly, I am still a bit tired and my stamina is not back to where it should be, but it is getting there. I have dance again tomorrow night, I will have to take it easy, need the swelling to go down. Ice packs are wonderful things. :D
Sunday, February 4, 2007
The Big Day
So I sit here and write this quick little blurb because it is just about 9:30pm and I should try to go to bed soon (as if that will happen but one can try). LOL
I have to be at the hospital at 6:00am, I think I will be one of the first people in for surgery in the morning. But at least that way I have all day to sit in a strange bed, dozing in and out, wondering who will drop in next and when. I hope some people drop in, but they better be prepared for me to look like crap and all dopey. lol
Anyhow, anxiety has been a hard monkey on my back, and with any luck it will find the furthest banana tree to climb up and not come back down. But it can feel free to share the bananas if it likes. haha After I wake up I will know what kind of recovery I will be facing. I will deal with that when it reveals itself, what else can I do. I am prepared for the worst but hoping for the best (I think...) :)
It feels like I have been in mourning every day since this all started and I want to be able to get about the business of getting on with things. Every day brings all sorts of news. I just found out that a gal who I have performed with in Tribal has just undergone her own breast cancer surgery on Friday the 2nd Feb. I haven't talked with her but I hope it all goes well. She has had a rough lot already too, without this now too.
The past month has been rough. I hope the next one is not as bad, not even close. I am greatful for the wonderful moments I have managed to drum up. Hanging out with friends and family, chatting or talking to them, going for a couple of massages. All of this has been a great help. I managed to get a bit of work done around the house, just no painting of the guest room yet. LOL oh well.
Alright. I have to go pack my bag and get some stuff set up for my cat and fish to be taken care of, tidy the kitchen a bit and the couch. Then I am going to have a shower or a bath, or BOTH! LOL
Oh, and I want a Coke! but have discovered that the cafeinne is too much for my anxious body to handle and just makes me feel like crap! :-( Damn it. Beer would be nice, or some of the red wine waiting for me in the fridge, but since there is surgery in the morning....guess that will have to wait. *sigh*
Ok. I will be back here soon. Wish me luck. May you and yours be well.
I have to be at the hospital at 6:00am, I think I will be one of the first people in for surgery in the morning. But at least that way I have all day to sit in a strange bed, dozing in and out, wondering who will drop in next and when. I hope some people drop in, but they better be prepared for me to look like crap and all dopey. lol
Anyhow, anxiety has been a hard monkey on my back, and with any luck it will find the furthest banana tree to climb up and not come back down. But it can feel free to share the bananas if it likes. haha After I wake up I will know what kind of recovery I will be facing. I will deal with that when it reveals itself, what else can I do. I am prepared for the worst but hoping for the best (I think...) :)
It feels like I have been in mourning every day since this all started and I want to be able to get about the business of getting on with things. Every day brings all sorts of news. I just found out that a gal who I have performed with in Tribal has just undergone her own breast cancer surgery on Friday the 2nd Feb. I haven't talked with her but I hope it all goes well. She has had a rough lot already too, without this now too.
The past month has been rough. I hope the next one is not as bad, not even close. I am greatful for the wonderful moments I have managed to drum up. Hanging out with friends and family, chatting or talking to them, going for a couple of massages. All of this has been a great help. I managed to get a bit of work done around the house, just no painting of the guest room yet. LOL oh well.
Alright. I have to go pack my bag and get some stuff set up for my cat and fish to be taken care of, tidy the kitchen a bit and the couch. Then I am going to have a shower or a bath, or BOTH! LOL
Oh, and I want a Coke! but have discovered that the cafeinne is too much for my anxious body to handle and just makes me feel like crap! :-( Damn it. Beer would be nice, or some of the red wine waiting for me in the fridge, but since there is surgery in the morning....guess that will have to wait. *sigh*
Ok. I will be back here soon. Wish me luck. May you and yours be well.
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