Ribbit. (No, I'm not telling you to eat me. I just felt that the frogs needed a word put in, here. I'm weird like that.)
Glad to hear that the muscle woes are almost done. For this iteration, at least. *g.*
We're lucky, in that we've a walk-in tub. Deep as hell, and takes forever to fill, also. But delightful for things that take a lot of soaking. Does use a lot of water to fill, though, and one can't exit the tub without draining it. Fully. Still, it's great for trelana's MS, and my mobility issues, even if we do generally stick to showers because dear gods it takes forever to fill and drain. Especially this near to the lightning capital of the US, where one does not want to be caught trapped up to one's chin in water, when there's a sudden thunderstorm (Yes. People have been known to be electrocuted in the baths and showers, here. Also while doing the dishes. Which is why one doesn't do anything involving the taps and water during a thunderstorm here. Or sit / stand near windows. Or out on one's porch. Or stay outside, for that matter....)
Mental health demons creeping back when tired / weak / sick / in pain? Oh, yes. Oh, my, my, my, yes. Yes, indeed.... Also whenever there's a major upset in one's life. Ask me how I know....
Sorry t' hear about the friend calling you out. As for control? Well, it's an illusion, anyhow. But yeah. I get it. Life may be bigger'n all of us put together, but that knowledge is no help whatsoever, when it beats you up and steals your lunch money.
Dammit, now I want bacon. Guess who else doesn't have any in the house...?
Your hip/leg. Today, my back. Finally was able to get out of bed about 13:00. I really need to shake the inertia and depression, and get moving on things I should've done before now. Of course, it helps when the pain meds you're on don't give you short-term memory encoding issues, and you, y'know, actually remember you're supposed to be doing those things for periods of time long enough to be doing them.
(No, surprisingly, making lists doesn't help all that much. I either forget about the lists after I make them, or I look at them, and frequently the fact that I looked at them resets the flag in my head that they need to be checked, but then I forget to do the thing that they reminded me to do. That, or I forget entirely that they exist. They simply become part of the background. It's...odd. I remember, now, but once I finish typing this, and come back from hitting the bathroom? Yeah, it's anyone's guess. Progress is...slow, these days. Still working upon a reliable workaround.)
One thing I haven't forgotten, though: You still matter. So there. Don't you forget that, either. 'Nuff said.
Take care and be well, eh? Glad the physically painful part is nearly over.
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Date: 2018-05-24 09:35 pm (UTC)Glad to hear that the muscle woes are almost done. For this iteration, at least. *g.*
We're lucky, in that we've a walk-in tub. Deep as hell, and takes forever to fill, also. But delightful for things that take a lot of soaking. Does use a lot of water to fill, though, and one can't exit the tub without draining it. Fully. Still, it's great for
Mental health demons creeping back when tired / weak / sick / in pain? Oh, yes. Oh, my, my, my, yes. Yes, indeed.... Also whenever there's a major upset in one's life. Ask me how I know....
Sorry t' hear about the friend calling you out. As for control? Well, it's an illusion, anyhow. But yeah. I get it. Life may be bigger'n all of us put together, but that knowledge is no help whatsoever, when it beats you up and steals your lunch money.
Dammit, now I want bacon. Guess who else doesn't have any in the house...?
Your hip/leg. Today, my back. Finally was able to get out of bed about 13:00. I really need to shake the inertia and depression, and get moving on things I should've done before now. Of course, it helps when the pain meds you're on don't give you short-term memory encoding issues, and you, y'know, actually remember you're supposed to be doing those things for periods of time long enough to be doing them.
(No, surprisingly, making lists doesn't help all that much. I either forget about the lists after I make them, or I look at them, and frequently the fact that I looked at them resets the flag in my head that they need to be checked, but then I forget to do the thing that they reminded me to do. That, or I forget entirely that they exist. They simply become part of the background. It's...odd. I remember, now, but once I finish typing this, and come back from hitting the bathroom? Yeah, it's anyone's guess. Progress is...slow, these days. Still working upon a reliable workaround.)
One thing I haven't forgotten, though: You still matter. So there. Don't you forget that, either. 'Nuff said.
Take care and be well, eh? Glad the physically painful part is nearly over.