Today we took my brace off to adjust it, and my kneecap started to slide out of place. It was painful. Now I’m thinking it will be a few more days before I can manage without it. I’ll go to the orthopedic dr on Monday.
My family has been pushing me around in the wheelchair. I’m so grateful. My husband has been setting up a cooler of drinks and snacks in the living room, and A wheels me out to the living room before school. I needed a bag to throw up in the first couple of days from residual nausea from the pain medicine, but now my stomach feels alright. I nap, read when I can focus (but my mood has been swinging and my mind has been fuzzy), and watch videos.
I have been resting and relaxing. Tiredness has been a constant this week. But today I hobbled around to do some mixed media art before I hurt my knee. Now that my kneecap has slid again, C wants me up off my feet once more. I feel bad not being helpful. My husband has prepared dinner every night this week. He has made delicious things and has been glad to help, but I don’t like him having to work when he gets home from work.
I’m spending less time on Facebook. It upsets me. There’s so much negativity and so many bad things happening. It affects my mood. My husband has asked me to spend less time on Facebook and I’m listening.
Tomorrow, A has an appointment, and so do the dogs, and I won’t be able to help. My moods have been strong, knocking me around, and my body tired. I’ve got my leg propped up at the moment.
I’ve been writing poetry tonight. It feels like home.
Life at Home 