Just closed the back cover on the final Harry Potter book. Wow. Loved it. Cried. (For many reasons).
One of those reasons being...(no, I wouldn't be cruel with spoilers) is that I'm in so much pain that I'd like to just be unconscious for a while. I apparently have a pinched nerve in my neck. It started about a week ago and it's become steadily worse. It's very similar to the beastly, relentless sciatica pain I had in my leg prior to my surgery for a ruptured disk, except this pain radiates from the neck and shoulder all the way down my arm to my fingers. In the midst of this extremely stressful work-week with multiple concurrent deadlines, it's hard to think, to focus, to function, to care -- and to sleep, because there is NO position, NO fleeting moment that this pain isn't screaming. What a dreadful week it's been. 800 mg. of ibuprofen every 2 or 3 hours (!) wasn't doin' diddly, so I saw the doctor today (like I could afford to take the time off from work) and she wrote me prescriptions for some supposedly more "powerful" medication (including a strong anti-inflammatory and a muscle-relaxer, plus Vicodin). I'm still waiting for them to kick in several hours later. I remember the total lack of relief from any pain medications when I had the ruptured disk (and had to wait weeks and weeks in such godawful pain before the doctor determined that I should have surgery. The only thing that helped then was a shot in the butt of Demarol in the emergency room when I was totally losing it and JDub hauled me there in the middle of the night, and that only lasted a (very wonderful) two hours). I know it's difficult to understand the extent of others' pain. I know it's tiresome to hear about it. I also know it's really hard to get the point across to a doctor, or anybody, how intense your pain is. I think there's this sense that "if it ain't spurtin', it must not really be hurtin'." I think some of the very worst pain is invisible. I know that was the case for my mother.
Don't get me started.
Poor Mojo had his second set of kitten shots today, and he's been sleeping for hours. That's after being a stark-raving-mad wildebeest this morning, climbing the ficus tree and tipping the whole thing over.
JDub feels that the variance hearing for our Harstine property went well, but we won't know the findings for another week or two. We both thought we'd know the outcome immediately, so that was a bummer.
