i’ve been out of it, resting my arm in a heating pad, wearing casey’s too-large wrist splint, avoiding the piano and the computer…..now i’m wide awake and ready to get back to normal (whatever that is). i’m going to push myself through tonight, tomorrow and sunday services despite my numb fingers and get up and mooovve…
so i’m thinking about 2010 and what a nice year it’s been. lots of quality family time, good gardening and great trips. i’ve renewed some relationships, and reviewed some. i’ve learned lots of life-lessons and the attitude change has increased my altitude.
it struck me as odd that i ended this year at the doctor’s office, just like last. 2009 was mental, 2010 physical, but his advice was the same: chreesteena, be strong..!
i will if you will: Be Strong, my friends!!
olivia and her parents were here when i got home from church on christmas day. i had some chopping to do for the cheese soup, so we ate some sandwiches and visited before we got to the good part….opening presents!!!
- the monkey-that-looks-like-a-hippo pillow pet
we had to stop and read aunt donna's present
so at the end of the day, the princess played with the “treasure chest”…..i think she got the idea from wink…..
we arrived at 333 around noon sunday. after some burgers at merrion square, we opened a few presents.
grandpa helped with the sock puppets
on monday we saw the 5pm performance of the Rockettes Christmas Spectacular. this is emma’s 3rd time to see the Show—not bad for a 4-yr-old.
tuesday was her school christmas program (no, grandma, it’s a show) and it was no surprise that she was such a terrific performer. what was a surprise is that she introduced the show, coming out with confidence to the microphone and saying clearly, smiling, “welcome to our christmas show”. she’s somethin’, that gal.
the other kid aren't really zombies....
we opened more presents when we came home. she had bought grandpa some nice things at her school’s christmas shop and was so excited to give them to him. she tried so hard to keep it a secret…..
she loved all of her presents, of course…….
daddy helped her with her new wii game
the next morning, she was off to school for a polar express pajama party, wearing her new pajamas, crocks and socks. we left just as she and melissa were heading out for school….
- posing with her baby sister’s new swing
it was such a short time, but just enough to tide me over until february……
almost packed in, verry excited!!
shh....they'll never notice...
we’re stopping tonight (i think), cruising into manhattan tomorrow noon-ish….see ya’ll there!!
already we’re cancelling school…and tomorrow is a 2-hour delay. i got the house cleaned, something i probably wouldn’t have had time to do without the day off. the smell of furniture polish adds a festive bouquet to the atmosphere. wrapping presents and finishing cards, watching the birds at the buffet. casey worked 16 hours last night, so his snoring is my soundtrack.
after 2 years of having christmas after christmas–usually the 28th or so–this change to christmas before christmas is challenging. as you may know, melissa is not able to make the trip to indiana this year, so casey and i will be visiting the jose’s, leaving the 18th, coming back the 23rd. i’ve got tickets for mel, emma, and me to see the rockettes on melissa’s (and aaron’s) birthday. we’ll get to see emma’s school christmas program while we’re there, and the sleigh will be loaded down with presents…. after we cruise back, the casey jrs will be here and staying for most of the next week. i am sooo excited….. and it’s almost time for eliza belle to make her grand entrance–we’ll find out exactly when next week. i’ve been hitting up the consignment shops, scouring for bargains. i took a stroll through the newborn aisles at target and it was a real eye-opener, as i had apparently forgotten what all it takes to get the little ones started. i am sooo excited……
my right arm has been hurting since late october. i believe it was a sleep injury, a familiar neckache one morning that intensified over the weeks. though i ate ibuprofen 3 meals a day and spent many evenings on the heating pad, i couldn’t really rest it because of all the church music i’ve had to play. i know, you’re thinking, geez what’s so tough about playing the organ once a week? well, it’s been 3x week, 1 to 1 1/2 hours each, add 1 hr of practice to each “performance” don’t forget that lutherans sing liturgy and expect a prelude, offertory, postlude. it’s a little more than accompanying some hymns and it’s caused me to have excruciating pain. i had an upcoming dr appointment and tried to put off seeing him till then, but ended up in his office yesterday afternoon practically crying.
pinched nerve, as usual. he gave me a very painful shot of toradol that hurt more than the pain that brought me in. while i was reeling from that, he shot me with cortisone underneath my wing. then he sent me on my way. today, there’s just a little residual discomfort from the injections and some intermittent tingling. why did i put this off???
partly because i still think i can just “get over” things all by myself. while i’m waiting for stuff to go away, i entertain thoughts such as “i shouldn’t be ignoring this…what if it’s a heart attack”. thinking about those possibilities actually drives me away from facing the problem for what it is. or was…..another pinched nerve, made worse by overuse and anxiety.
i just need to relax; i’ll get to it right after christmas.