What finally tipped me off? I forgot to spin the SP wheel yesterday 10/26.
So, I have had a few very busy weeks. Work is packed with activity. There is really nothing bad about that at all. It keeps me on my toes and involved with people and community. So, although it is a lot of stuff to do, it doesn’t make me “feel” so overwhelmed. Over the last two weeks there have been 3 days that I had to be up and out of the house before 7 am. There were an equal number of days that I didn’t get home until after 9 pm.
My stepmom went in for surgery. Not so much a problem for me other than the concern.
Went to a funeral in Buffalo NY last weekend. About a 4 hour drive, and we decided to go there and back instead of staying over night. I wouldn’t change that. It was a good day with my husband. It was just a very long day.
My house is in jumbles because the master bedroom. Got it painted, but haven’t decided how to move back into it. We don’t want it the same as before. Maybe we should just not make it a bedroom again…
Then Mom ended up in the hospital for a few days. She is home now, and feeling better. During her stay, she asked a most difficult question about her health.
She has vertigo, and it has been more “active” lately. Because she is a very capable and independent woman of 82, she has never really had to depend on anyone for care. Hell, she still cooks for me just about every Sunday, and I’m not talking a cup of soup and a sandwich.
The vertigo makes it difficult to do day-to-day stuff, because she feels as if she is falling. The sensation comes out of no where and catches her very much by surprise. It makes her blood pressure soar, and her heart beat very quickly. Then she is exhausted from the adrenaline rush. Imagine that happening several times a day…that is how she has been living. So, her question was, “Will I ever be right again?” I had no good response. I wasn’t gonna lie - not to my Momma. I know she really wants to feel normal. There seems to be nothing anyone can do to make the dizzies go away. It is so frustrating, and it hurts me that she lives in such fear and aggravation.
She’s not doing so bad though - she asked me when I was going get back on my diet!!
What is that about?
I'm still a bit overwhelmed... but things will begin to settle soon. I hope....