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"In this tempestuous, havoc-ridden world of ours, all real communication comes from the heart." | ||
- Etty Hillesum |
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February 09, 2007 |
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Stressing. |
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I have to play The Home Edition of the electrical stimulation game daily. My therapist gave me a home unit (seriously, it�s portable!) and I have to use it for 20 minutes a day. That means that Blue has to take care of Baby Catnip during that time, because it�s a little distracting to get shocked repeatedly up the hoop � so Daddy has to take care of his kiddo during PT time. I am now in the habit of singing Peter Gabriel�s Shock the Monkey when I am getting ready to hand her over so I can have my private time. It chaps my ass (har har) that my only �me-time� during the day has to be spent doing my PT. Seriously. I got the shaft on this one (har har). I reached the limit of my stress this morning. I wept in the shower. Let me recap my week for you. 1. PT for bowel incontinence. Twice a week in her office. Daily at home. Includes electric shock. 2. PT probably won�t work � consult with surgeon scheduled. 3. Sick baby. 4. In-laws visiting. 5. Sick baby back to the pediatrician today because she�s still not 100% (although he assures me that she�s getting over her sinus infection just fine). 6. Apparently I�m one of the very unlucky few breastfeeding new moms who get a full-blown period 8 weeks after delivery. 7. I�m sure there are other stressors from the week that I�m forgetting. I could use a massage. A serious massage. |
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