My #FavouriteThing today was getting my shots. Ha! Nope, not actually getting my shots – they hurt like a mutherfucker. But the result of my shots is welcome in my life. Every 3 months I get about 50 Botox shots to help ward off my migraines. And today I was talking to my physiatrist (who gives me my shots) about my knee pain, and he gave me cortisone shots in my knees. We’ve done that once before, a few years ago, so I was prepared for how much it would hurt, being pretty gimpy and immobile for a few days afterwards, and then having knees that felt like a 10 year old’s joints for a few months after that. Worth it! I also have an incredibly caring, lovely physiatrist and I feel lucky to have him on my team of doctors.
I also enjoyed taking a birthday cupcake to a new friend who had to work on his birthday. A little sugar surprise. Doesn’t hurt, right?
What was your favourite thing today?
My Favourite Thing was checking out a new tv series that we are going to start watching. Yes, we do plan these things. At various times in our lives, my husband has lived away from me for six months of the year due to work, or, as he does currently, works shift work. That means we aren’t always consistently together in the same room at the same time. We try to make time for each other whenever we can, even if it’s just to eat lunch together, or make time for a phone call, but that’s not always enough. A long time ago we discovered that when we choose a tv show to watch “together” even when we are apart, it makes us happy and bonded. Sometimes that actually means we sit down and watch it together. Sometimes that means one texts the other and says, “I’ve junked out and watched the next 3 episodes-let me know when you catch up”. So now we’ve chosen a new series to begin.
Another favourite thing was a pretty deep conversation with my brother. Yes, I do seem obsessed with him lately. It’s just all so new, and we have found ourselves talking so much. Anyway, we got into talking about some heavier stuff about our lives. At first I was in a panic thinking, “should I be sharing this yet?”, but then it just all happened so easily and once again we found ourselves marveling about the fact that we feel like siblings so strongly, even though we weren’t raised as siblings. The kind of siblings that can have a deep conversation and still manage to call each other brotherly/sisterly terms of endearment- you know, like Gluebag! I mean, I do that sort of thing with my sister (sans the name calling. I think that must be a brother/sister thing), but we were raised in the same family. That makes sense.
I also really appreciated that my daughter, who came home sick, actually laid down and rested, instead of doing the kid thing where they rest for about an hour and then immediately start running around. It meant I was able to get some work done that I brought home from the office, and she was actually able to get better.