My work shorted me on alot of my paycheck and that is stressing me out right now. So that on top of everything else has cause my back to get out of whack due to tense muscles. I went to the chiropractor the past couple of days and I am just as sore and stiff as ever. But I know it will get better soon. So I didn't go into work today either but I was seriously going to. It's all covered under the Family Medical Leave Act so they are protected absences but I still feel quilty and feel like I'm going to get into trouble or get the axe. So am always stressing about that too. I do have a job where I sit on my butt all day, but the type of work is so mentally stressing and exhausting that it doesn't help relax my muscles.
I got into a discussion with my mom about coming here for when I have the surgery. She kept making excuses one after the other for not coming here. So I was stressing about that since my boys will be here by themselves for 5 days while I'm in the hospital. I've never been away from them overnight. I'm always here with them. So I am of course worried about that. I called Jodi and she said that she's going to be here for a couple of days for sure. I called Trish last night too to see if she could some and stay the days that Jodi won't be here. She said that she'd be happy too. And the boys know her so it will be ok. She also said that she'd stay over night with me a couple of nights after I get home to help me out. Great! I just wish my parents would support me or at least pretend that they do.
Poor Gryffin got his tail hurt today. I was sitting in the rolling chair getting my shoes on and I rolled back a little bit and all I heard was this dreadful 'snort' sound and I looked back and all I saw was a wad of fur. I immediately started bawling of course. I had gotten Gryffin's tail stuck under the chair wheel and he took off leaving his beautiful plume at the end of his tail behind. He won't come near me still. He keeps running away from me.
Well as long as I'm home today I might as well take Gunther in for his 1 year shots. I've been putting a bit of money aside to get it done. I am going to take Gryffin in with me so the vet can take a quick peek at his tail to make sure that it's ok too.
A couple of weeks ago, I was at the laundromat washing up some laundry and had put a load into the dryer. The dryer is one of those front load ones with the clear circle of glass so that you can watch your clothes tumble. I had a chair right near there and I looked to see how my clothes were doing. I didn�t see my clothes, but rather a reflection of myself. I had to look twice because it didn�t look like me. I thought for sure that someone else�s reflection was in the glass. But she had the same hair and clothes I was wearing. I didn�t even recognize myself. I didn�t know weather to be shocked or to be sad. Maybe a little of both. The clothes kept spinning as I looked disbelieving at myself. I think it was a sign that my life is spinning out of control in some sorts. I don�t like people to look at me because they always stare. And now I know just what they�re looking at�and here I was, staring at myself, just as they do.
But on a good news note, I got a letter in the mail two Saturday�s ago. A letter that I�ve been waiting for a year and a half! I got a date! I got a date! Well no �the date� (aka surgery day) but it�s for my surgery consult day. June 16th! I have to report promptly at 8:00am and have to go though testing and dietician appointments and support meetings all day long, but at 11:00 that day is my one on one appointment with the surgeon. I have a long list of questions to ask him. Now all I have to do is get through that, and then my stuff gets submitted to the insurance company and then once approved I get THE DATE!