Tags: de-stressing, doctors, guilt, medicine, migraines, RA, relaxing, Rheumatoid arthritis
Well, it’s been a hell of a week, but thank goodness after a three week break (due to my own stupidity in missing an appointment followed by half-term), I’m having physio again, which improved the end of the week no end. On top of milk RA stuff, the week before last I had a migraine every day – I have stuff I can take that actually works, but you can only take one tablet every 24 hours and it tended to recur about every 18-20 hours, so not perfect. I’ve been working like a dawg and sleeping badly too.
Mysteriously, although the doc reckons my migraines have nothing to do with neck trouble, after the physio they melted away … just like they did when I started physio last time … seems like more than a coincidence to me!
But today I just RELAXED. Apart from a brief trip out with my mum (and she drove … I even fell asleep in the car on the way home!) I did nothing but I lie about in various different places, read books, stroke the cats, watch telly … and a teency bit of embroidery.
Of course I feel guilty as hell!! No one’s making me feel guilty – hubby’s telling me how sensible I’m being, even … but I’m no good at this not doing anything lark, although I reckon now and then it’s probably very good for me.
Off to bed to curl up with hubby, a cuddly penguin called Rory (don’t ask, just don’t ask) and my life-saving iPod. (Poor ol’ cats have been banned to the downstairs rooms, although Enormous Cat might plop through the bedroom window later on and wake me up, as he has a habit of doing.)