I don’t know where January went, but I’m glad it’s gone. Let’s see, in January I bent over to tie my boot and pop! pop! pop! broke 3 ribs. Just like that! It was a Thursday and, as usual, I doubted my instinct (who breaks a bone by bending over?) and didn’t call the doctor. Saturday I could barely move without howling – and I have a high tolerance for pain. I called Monday, had the xrays and confirmed what I’d thought. Snapped the bottom three ribs on the left. How stupid is that? I’ve been on and off prednisone forever, which sucks the good stuff out of your bones, but I do have regular bone density checks. The doc put me on Boniva (just like Sally Field!) to take while I’m on the steroid. I’ve been on it for about a year now, with no signs of being able to come off just yet.
It’s been about a month now, and they don’t hurt much anymore. I get a twinge here and there, mostly when I forget and have Lylah stand on me or something.
Speaking of Lylah:
This baby heals my heart every day that she’s here. She’s mobile now, rolling and scooching… and so very, very happy. You cannot be sad or worried or anxious in her presence. That goes for her big sister, too:
They are here 4 days a week now, for about 3 hours or so. Gracie is a little more work, just because she is nearing those terrible twos and pushing limits (oh, those stairs!). Sometimes I’m worn out, but it’s a good respite from worrying about everything else.
What’s the worry? Oh, Dave’s job, mostly. My health. His health. Mel’s issues. Money, money, money. The older I get, the more I worry about stuff. I wish I didn’t. I wish I could turn it off. It may be time to talk to a doctor about it, since I’ve had a couple of mini panic attacks at night. Nights are the worst – the head doesn’t want to shut up.
What else? I’m knitting, of course. I’m almost (knock wood) done with my first lace project:
I can’t wait to block it and see it done!
Belle is in puppy school and learning. She’s a sweet, sweet girl.
She’s up to 23 pounds now. Loves Porky to death. He tolerates her.
So. It’s February. I’ve had a vicious head cold for about 4 days now, but I think it’s finally on its way out. The weather peeps are calling fro 6-10 inches of fricking snow tonight. Between snow and record low temps, the kids have been out of school a lot. We’ll see what happens tomorrow!