So, I didn’t break my toe.
Dr. B. X-rayed it yesterday, and declared it only crushed. It’s very purple and swollen. But buddy taping it won’t help, so at least I don’t have to do that. Really lovely being able to get small injuries checked out quickly by experts, a definite perq of my work.
Charge nurse asked if I could cover Wednesday lunches. I knew today was slow, so I said, sure, and are you calling me off Tuesday? She stopped, said “Oh. I hadn’t thought of that...” She looked at the numbers again, and asked if I would like to switch Tuesday for Wednesday. I said sure. A good day to pamper my toe, and then get all my hours in this week.
Dreamed we’d found an apartment and were renting the house. Until I realized the renter wouldn’t take care of my garden, and I woke up so relieved that of course we weren’t going to rent the house. OUR HOUSE. MY GARDEN. Told Dylan about this dream, and he says, nope, nope, nope, no way, our house.
I have completed the menopausal year, and given my extra supplies to a young woman at work struggling financially. She was glad to have it. I found a couple of tampons in my work pouch (fanny pack) that had apparently been in there a year, the wrappers worn away to nearly nothing. I tossed those. I am both relieved, and feeling a bit fragile. Noticing more bruises and joint pain, which will not improve. I’ll do what I can to keep the slide gentle, but this is a different stage of life.
Whole new areas of learning open up before me.
As long as I don’t stub my toe right now...
8 comments:
Oh, bless your heart! Or, toe, I guess. I hope it heals quickly and with as little pain as possible.
That time of remaining and renewing your sense of being a woman, when you look back in a while, you'll cherish it. Growth, it's always about growing, becoming, developing, discovery.
Healing and changing, may they both come gently. I'm moving into my menopausal adventure as well. Trying not to be grumpy as it gives as well as takes.
Crow,
RICE. Rest, Ice, Compress, Elevate. Will do.
Sabine,
I like feeling less gendered.
Nimble,
Hang in there. I wish I could leave the hotflashes behind, but that could be years yet.
Oh, ouch. It looks like you dropped a concrete block on it. Like they say, there's not much that can be done for foot injuries other than to let them heal by themselves.
Ouch! Glad you could swap the days and get some rest.
Post menopause life is great....so much more freedom, and even a bit more money when you don't have to buy all that STUFF!
Cat,
Rock from cairn.
RR,
Wanting this for 46 years. But a level of protection is gone, now the connective tissue starts to go. Feel like I’m crumbling already.
congrats on that year.
i'm at 9 3/4 months and crossing my fingers.
oh what a happy thanksgiving it will be. i hope.
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