Sunday, February 12, 2012
I’ve started to read the news online again, which is probably why my pain levels have been through the roof and my gastrointestinal problems have come roaring back to life. Or ceased to function, however you wish to express it. Need to stop it. Now. And that’s my wise advise to all those out there in pain who are news addicts. Stop reading it, stop watching it.
The problem is boredom. I read two books a week and write on my blog and other places, but the pain keeps me home 80% of the time, flat on my back. What’s a girl gonna do? My poor old kitty keeps me busy; he takes as many meds as I do! Well, not quite, but you know…
So, on to other news. I’ve spent so much time flat on my back on my couch that it has broken down a bit and is uncomfortable for me. So I went couch shopping and placed my current one on craigslist. I have two people interested, and the first one sounds like a done deal. Well, I’m giving it away because I figure the cost of having someone pick it up would be saved. Now I need to coordinate the new one, which I need to go look at again today and arrange. My loving father won some money at the casino and sent me some of his winnings, so half of it is paid for!
I talked to my sister in law about this and she offered to give me an old couch of theirs but it’s not right; I need one with specific features like “pillow” arms, not wood, which is what they have. And I want microfiber because it’s the most comfortable, which theirs isn’t. I thanked them and said no. She said they would help me but I think she was talking about coordinating, not financial. I asked for some help then decided I didn’t want it…they have a lot of expenses and I felt bad asking so I told them to forget it.
It’s hard sometimes…she told me about all the things they were doing, the trips they are going on, their daughter’s year abroad, their son is going to study in Vietnam for a semester….I start feeling like the slug that I am, and I went crazy and asked for help.
Does this happen to anyone else out there? Anyone on disability who can barely make it month to month even with help? I mean, literally every stick of furniture I have (except the couch and one chair) is over 30 years old. It’s functional, I don’t care. I just feel sorry for myself sometimes. Mostly because of my situation and the pain. And the constipation. And everything that goes with being in chronic, intractable pain.
Posted by Sherri at 9:14 AM