My Everest…

Hey ! It’s me been busy with packing.  It’s slow going but there’s progress so I won’t complain.  Hubby got mad at me this weekend because I asked him  when he was planning on taking the stuff out of the crawlspace. He looked at me as said “you still have a month!”  I said “Yes you pointed that out to me last week and it’s going slow so you need to take things out of there so I can pick away at the pile as I feel I can. I can’t do things at the last minute and you know it.”  So he stormed away and attacked the crawl space. 

When I stopped hearing him going  back and forth I went downstairs to the pile of stuff and asked if that was it?  He said “yes.” I’m standing back at the pile of boxes and stuff and I look at him and say I thought there was a lot more of it!  He’s nope, just the Christmas stuff.  As I sat there looking through some of our stuff I found a box of T-shirts from brownie, and scout camps, also a brownie uniform. My daughter’s memories that she accumulated over the years!  As I called her to pair it down to ones she really wanted I found that box to de-stress me. I love that box!  For those few moments in time when I pulled out each t-shirt and named the camp she was, yup, of course, remember this….I think it was the closest I have felt to her in a while.  Laughing and reminiscing for a bit. 

Participating in Scouts was great when you have kids its even better when your kids become leaders and know the crazy weirdness that you must possess when dealing with a bunch of little kids or a group of young girls and you need to write programs that are interesting, engaging and educational. As we all know, Scouting is a big game and we play it all the time.  So that was a huge bond for her and I but for now she has paused that part of her life and I respect that! Back to packing …so even in the chaos of packing I found a moment of de-stressing time is huge!   Then as I am in the midst of all of this people are texting me stupid messages from an ad I put on FB marketplace to sell my furniture.  I hate putting ads on marketplace!  My hubby, and my mom (the non users of it) just sell it, just put it up there and sell it!  I am not wealthy by any means but I would rather donate my stuff then deal with the stupid people messaging me and the questions they ask. I am surprised that they haven’t asked me to stand beside it and pose with the stuff. My absolute favourite ones are the ones that when your asking price is $400 they automatically offer $150.  Why are you bothering me????  It causes me a lot of stress and then when people say they are coming and don’t show up after you give them your address.  That makes me feel unsafe! But so far so good I guess!

The other day as I was rifling through my kitchen and looking through the drawers I slammed the drawer shut on my thumb. It got caught right on the part where it bends by the knuckle in between the granite countertop and the drawer.  My sister in law happened to be talking to me and looking right at me as it happened.  The look on her face must have reflected mine because my first reaction was to yank it out of there which made it worse!   No blood which was great I guess.   But I’m jumping around my kitchen and shaking my hand which is making the pain worse.  Miraculously I didn’t put out a litany of fucks!  I could have!  But I grabbed my thumb and walked around to where everyone was sitting, my brother and hubby, and I claimed WSIB!   My hubby looked at me and said no!  I said I can’t pack any more, I have a bad finger!  It hurts!  He didn’t even look at it.  I iced it and carried on.  Miraculously I have no idea what happened but the flare bear didn’t decide to make a big deal out of my thumb.  I expected it to be a sleepless night and it would throb or something because it was a bit swollen and blue and hurts to touch and when I flex but nope!  I think maybe he thinks he has bigger fish to fry in my neck and shoulders!  The next day I am still crying wolf and asking for at least a kiss to make it feel better, as it’s hard to hold heavier things and he is not even sympathetic to my claim.  Why did you put your finger in a place where it didn’t belong?   MEN! 

I can believe I’m saying this but I am almost done sorting and packing up the stuff that was birthed out of the crawl space a week ago.  No, I didn’t go at it whole hog and stay down there 24/7 all day everyday!   Last night my arms were sore but this morning  they are ok.   I it was from pulling, pushing….shoving, whichever way you want the packed boxes to get to their spots in the corner that’s how they get there.   There are a few that are currently sitting in no mans land as I need to ask hubby for help and don’t want to hurt myself.  The weather is changing and I can tell because I have been getting some mild headaches, and today happens to be a top up day for my nerve blocks. Fun times.  As I mentioned previously I get nerve blocks monthly to alleviate my cevicogenical headaches if you want the technical term.  My Dr calls them Migraines and I get them in the form of face pain and teeth pain (it’s a great time!). Man, if it wasn’t for all the treatments I get now they I wouldn’t be able to function.   The nerve blocks are not as painful as they used to be. One because I am more used to the idea.  Two because sometimes some of the other nerve block hasn’t worn off but that’s hit and miss!  When I first went to see this neurologist he just tried to alleviate my pain with the nerve blocks themselves.  However it didn’t work even when I got them more frequently.   Even the wind on my face would trigger pain, or a fan, even the air moving inside the car or the house.  Thankfully that sensitivity has gone away because of the nerve blocks.  But could you imagine living life like that constantly.  Don’t get me wrong I still don’t like when the cold air is blowing at me in the winter time, or the a/c in the summer.  The next time I visited him we tried some new meds that thankfully my hubby’s drug plan covered.  We tried them for 4-5 months, I was even self-injecting them.  Look at me go !!   Afraid of needles to multiple nerve blocks, and now self-injecting meds!  Woohhooo!  I have learned that all of this dr’s meds are in the liquid form with sharp ends attached.  Anyhow…that round of drugs didn’t work.  So now I am on a trial medication that I need to go to a clinic to get administered thru IV every 4 months.  This one seems to be working, but the problem is ….not covered under the drug plan!!  Wahwah…sucks to be me!   I told the dr it’s like the kid in the candy store scenario when they can look but they cant have any!   He’s like it’s ok there are other meds out there we will try another maybe it will work!  In the meantime keep calling your insurance and if the other trial one starts getting covered then we can flip you to it ! Otherwise I will keep seeing you every month.   Don’t get me wrong, he’s a nice guy and funny!   So ok I will go,  but the treatment you are dishing out is not a massage here !  Something to also note I always feel like crap after the injections because they make my whole head feel numb so when you rest it on something it feel awfully weird and even tingly.   Brushing your hair after going to see him is a big no no or even pushing my hair back with my hand is such an uncomfortable feeling.  Sleeping on it is sometimes a task and a half, however the next day we are back to feeling better so it’s all good.