Daily Trials

Sunday

Sunday was a little on the rough side. I slept for a lot of the day which really isn't rough but i got sick which is never fun. Think of it this way....Have u ever thrown up facing forward and not being able to look down at the toilet. Ya it doesn't work so well. So i ended my conversation on the telephone and promptly yelled for michael. He helped me off the couch and then looked at the situation of me standing by the toilet. I think he realized he would be the one cleaning it if i missed so he thought quickly and grabbed a bowel. Throwing up isn't so fun when your neck already hurts. I went back to bed and that was the extent of me going down stairs.
My aunt Karen visited which was nice to see a new face instead of the ceiling. She brought me some good ol fruit to help with the wonderful constipation issue. Man i've never been constipated and hope to not ever be again. I've been taking stool softeners like they are candy and that didn't do the trick either so yesterday while we were at the pharmacy we picked up some milk of mag. That stuff is amazingly chalky but just like the bottle says produces work in 30 mins to 6 hours. The rest of sunday was uneventful!

Monday 1 week after the accident
I got a little sleep do to the fact i have this new friend called valium. I slept like a champ until it was time for sid's report. I thought i could pull myself together enough to sit through a wild animal report that she has done so good on. So my wardrobe consists of things that don't go over my head. tube top or tank top? i found a matching sweat outfit (with a tank top under neath and a zip up jacket) and pulled my hair what i could reach back into a pony tail. Daily task such as brushing your teeth are challenges that sure make things interesting. I think michael got tired of wiping the sink off so he grabbed me a cup to spit in so it was a for sure hit. The neck collar guy came again and bought me the new style of the week. A miami J collar. That's right i'm sporting the new and improved hot shit on the block. It's silk instead of the rough foam. And for better immobilization the collar goes clear down to the middle of my chest. I now have a collection of collars if you would like to borrow one! Today the depression seems to be setting in. I feel very useless, depend on everyone to help me, and bored. I hate relying on someone to do everything.....sit me up, lay me down, shower me, food, pick up my tampon i dropped, u name it I need help with it. Michael expresses to me very well that he loves doing all these things for me and is happy that he gets to spend the time with me. Can't wait to get back to work and on my feet!