Never ceases to amaze me how I can get so little done over a vast amount of time.
I usually blame the pain and the drugs, but I’m starting to think that the following 👇👇 is just what “me” as an adult looks like.
Read on if you have 2 mins to spare and you’ve not shook your head in disbelief enough today.
This happened yesterday!!!!
So, the plan was 👇👇
Get up Take meds Drink coffee whilst waiting for the meds to kick in Put the already stripped bedding in the washing machine Have shower Get dressed Recover from shower 30mins - sit on the bed in my towel Get washing out of the machine Phone mum whilst having another rest Do some craft Eary lunch 12.30 1pm take meds and go to bed for an hour to recover from the morning and have enough energy to get through the pm/eve…
What I’ve actually done 👇👇
Got up Took meds Sat down till 10.30am, trying to muster up the energy for a shower, whilst arguing the pros and cons of shower or bath and getting distracted with TikTok Finally decided on bath Faffed about upstairs waiting for bath to run Kept getting distracted, forgot I’d run the bath, let out too much hot, then put in too much cold, so ended up getting in a warm bath Just got out the bath after nearly two hours of scrolling endlessly on TikTok, not even noticing how cold the water had got until I tried to move Got out the cold bath, with a very stiff body that is going into shock and I’m now sat on the bed in my towel
So I’ve literally done nothing, oh and I forgot to wash, so I’ll have to have a shower later
And I need to eat and it’s time to take my meds, and the bed has gone another day without being washed, and I didn’t get to do the craft I wanted.
But I have watched and saved two hours of craft TikTok’s that’ll I’ll probably never watch and or do again
So not a very productive day at all.
This is starting to become too familiar, I’m getting so distracted
Meanwhile today in the real world, whilst I’m sat on the bed typing this and recovering from todays shower… My partner has got up, walked the dogs, cooked breakfast, hoovered and mopped, is about to go to the supermarket to get the weekly food shop, he’ll then come home and cook us a Sunday roast.
I know how good I have it with my partner, he is a saint. Anyone that has ever known him would be shocked to know that he’s the one who brings calmness and stability into MY life 😂😂
Over the last year whilst waiting for surgery I have deteriorated very quickly. There are NO pain meds that will get rid of my pain, only an operation will help. I take gabapentin and codeine, I’m also on anti depressants, HRT, thyroxine and ferritin for low iron. The side effects alone are enough to floor anyone. The pain meds barely take the edge off anymore and I’m being left like this until at least October. I can barely hold my own body weight, life is brutal
When I feel guilty about not being able to do the chores like I used to. My partner simply says that I already do more than I should and that he wants to clean the house every Sunday as I’m stuck here 24/7 in my own whilst he’s at work and my 11 yo is at school and he wants it to be a nice environment as he can make it for me
He’s so lovely.
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