Saturday, March 29, 2008

Setbacks and Perseverance

What an eventful week this has been. Over the weekend I made some major life decisions that I’m freaked out about very proud of and looking forward to with great excitement and eagerness. I’ll share more of that after I get settled, once the move is over and the new plans are set in motion.

Starting this week out on Sunday with great dread terror anxiety anticipation of preparing for “The Great Migration” on the coming Saturday, we dug right in and attacked the upstairs with a whirlwind of packing. Finally feeling like we were getting somewhere by Monday I was excited to see a light at the end of the tunnel.

And then… Monday evening the throat starts to ache, then hurt, then burn and I dared to take a peek at it and OMG! No!!!! Spots!!! That’s ok, we can deal with this, no big deal. Take some Cold F/X, top up the vitamin C, can’t be strep, just finished antibiotics for strep last week for crying out loud. S’All good. We can do this, I’m a tough biotch!!! No stupid sore throat can bring me down!!! Besides I’ve only got four days until “The Great Migration”. I am woman, hear me Roar!!!

Tuesday morning, as I slowly drag my lazy butt cheerfully bounce out of bed, I think to myself, ‘what’s that I feel? Severe pain in the left tonsil area? Nope, can’t be’. I can ignore that, no problem. Body aching like someone beat me with a baseball bat, I can ignore that too. S’All good. We’ll just pop into town, grab some natural antibiotics… don’t want to be on pharmaceutical ones again too soon. And this shall all clear up no problem, right? Long story short… Wednesday morning I end up in ER with a tennis ball implanted in the left side of my throat and sunk down the side of my neck. The result of which left me so weak that standing for any period of time was difficult at best. Some good strong antibiotics combined with the natural ones (in theory anyway) and the improvement in the pain dept anyway was already noticeable by Thursday afternoon. Lock jaw on the other hand continues to ensure that my waist line keeps shrinking… who’s complaining? Not I **wink**… LOL!

The week for packing was definitely short lived and completely shot out of the water after Monday though. By Tuesday afternoon I knew there was no way on God’s green earth I was going to be able to get the house ready for “The Great Migration” on Saturday, never mind the buyer’s possession date of April 1st. So with great frustration I call my Realtor and great friend and whisper rasp request a change of possession by one week. But in the words of the dear Scarlett O'Hara, "After all... tomorrow is another day."

In the midst of all this an insufferable obnoxious user old roommate* showed up looking for belongings from my trailer and my storage unit. She gave me no notice, just called and said, ‘hi I’m here I want my things’; Expecting me to jump for joy at her arrival, rushing to do her bidding with expressions of elation. Now remember I’m quite ill and can barely take care of my own family right now, never mind moving furniture and boxes unrelated to my own move. I did manage to put her off for most of the week, however with her cunning ability to twist reality she convince the storage unit owner to cut the lock on Friday. At this point I was ready to rush off and hide at a friend’s house to avoid her invading my home as well, but decided it was time to rid myself of the unwanted human clutter in my life. I was feeling much stronger and with a clenched grin I finally bid the obnoxious abuser old chum and her rubbish cast-offs junk furniture and other items stored in my home and storage unit, a finale adieu.

On a sad note, this same Friday brought some sad news for a very good friend that has already gone through more than a person should have to over the past few months. While still away from her home at her favourite grandmother’s funeral she received news that her home had burned down. The blessing is that no one was hurt in the blaze, most of the family was away at the time and the two that were home that night got out in time. My heart goes out to them as they begin the rebuilding of not just their house and home but their lives in the midst of already grieving for the loss of their beloved grandmother. Chris, my thoughts and prayers are with you and your family constantly. Despite the physical distance, I will be doing whatever I can to help from here. God bless you my dear friend, I admire your strength, perseverance and courage, I love you.

Blessings to all, may Angels Watch Over You!!!

*This is a long story going on over a period since late 2006 that I shall not bore you with. However suffice to say that I have never been so badly hurt or so poorly used by someone that called me a friend. Let me rephrase that, at least not since junior high school!!!! Considering I am now 39 and although like to joke about not being grown up, still consider myself fairly mature, but this woman is more than 11 years my senior!!! Go figure... live and learn!

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

The Healing Begins

Now playing: Enya - 09.Ebudae
via FoxyTunes
This evening I feel a definite improvement in my literal pain in the left side of my butt. A day of forced rest yesterday by my body, if you can't walk to the end of your own yard you sure ain't going very far. A very late nite soak in a hot bath was helpful. Today ice, then heat for treatment, resting more this morning (Wed) and then took it easy in the afternoon but got a bit done at the old place still. But let me tell you, you try pushing a clutch in with a sore @ss... that is no picnic!!! LOL!!!

Healing works in so many ways, it works on our bodies when we've been injured, on our hearts when they are broken, on our minds when we are stressed. Rest is one of the most important aspects of healing; physical rest, rest of mind, rest of spirit. Physical rest is relatively easy, given the opportunity, sit, lay down and if able, sleep. How do each of us find rest in our mind and in our spirit though?

I find my mind and spiritual healing in so many places... God foremost leading me to what I need most at that moment. Laughter when I'm feeling down because of some real or misconceived hurt. Beautiful music such as the Enya song I posted yesterday, giving my mind a soothing rest from hectic thoughts or a hectic day. A lovely sunset to remind me of His greatness, the photo above is the sun setting below the Chinook arch taken from my deck this evening. And today, my mind and spirit healing came from the blog of a friend, a gentle reminder to stop getting in my own way, to dance to my rainsong instead of stepping on my own toes, stumbling rather than dancing through parts of my life journey.

And here I sit, once again ridiculously late when I've been told to get to bed early and... oops... rest so I can heal my sore butt.. LOL! But writing is another form of rest and healing for me and I can say I've also provided a valuable service, helping any insomniacs out there foolish enough to read this to get some rest too ;)! So rest well and sweet blessed dreams! ;-)

One by One

"One by One" ~ Enya

Music: Eithne Ní Bhraonáin
Lyrics: Roma Ryan

Here am I
Yet another goodbye!
He says Adiós, says Adiós,
And do you know why
She won't break down and cry?
- she says Adiós, says Adiós, Goodbye.

One by one my leaves fall.
One by one my tales are told.

It's no lie
She is yearning to fly.
She says Adiós, says Adiós,
And now you know why
He's a reason to SIGH
- she says Adiós, says Adiós, Goodbye.

One by one my leaves fall.
One by one my tales are told.

My, oh my!
She was aiming too high.
He says Adiós,
And now you know why
There's no moon in her sky
- he says Adiós, says Adiós, Goodbye.

No Goodbyes
For love brightens their eyes
Don't say Adiós, say Adiós,
And do you know why
There's a love that won't die?
- don't say Adiós, say Adiós, Goodbye.

- don't say Adiós, say Adiós, Goodbye.
- don't say Adiós, say Adiós, Goodbye.
- don't say Adiós, say Adiós, Goodbye.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

A Hitch in my Git-Along

Why is it that just when you need it the most, IT being energy, health, a sound mind and body, all of the above, or at least good portions of it, decide to break down? Ok, the only part broken down is the sound body right now, but that in itself affects the energy & health, and the knowledge that I really need to be doing well is driving me CRAZY!!!! Oh I know what you're saying, soooo, "Silence... I keel you!!!"... LOL!!! We all know I'm already crazy!

"A hitch in my git-along", do you remember that old expression? I use it rarely and only when I'm walking funny for some reason. I have found out it can either mean something is hurting and not working right, or it can mean something's been thwarted, depending on where you are from. I am thinking this is accurate in both definitions right now for me :S.

Two weeks ago tomorrow I was thrown from my (hopefully) future horse... twice!!! Ok, don't ask, yes twice... you know the old adage, "you've gotta get back in the saddle." The only thing... there was no saddle, therein lays the trouble, hard to stay seated on an upset horse without a saddle... long story and I won't bore you with the details. So I am in the healing process and somehow along the way that has included a pulled muscle below my left hip. So now in addition to the back I fell so ungracefully upon, I have this lovely, crazy walk that seems to be getting worse since it started hurting this past Friday.

All this would ordinarily not be that big an issue except for one itty bitty tiny little issue, I have to pack my entire house and move out in THREE weeks!!! This in itself is all great news, but holy gotalot to do Batman! So, I certainly do have something hurting and it is not working right, but it is also thwarting the rather important activity of packing and dejunking my old home. It is also thwarting my desire to train for an upcoming fund raiser, a Mother's Day Run that I've signed up for... and so the saying goes... A Hitch in my git-along, it means so much more to me now. So here is praying for a little less hitch tomorrow ;). Have a blessed day!!!