That is some cool positive advice the Lone Crab gives. My take is that the body needs time to restore energy and wellness. It is hard but looks like accepting things you can not change. Writing about the feeling you are experiencing on bed rest could be a topic to get back writing and doing everything you are not able to do now. Hang in there. Lifting you up in prayer. ((hugs))
My feet swell sometimes. I've had DVT twice in one leg, once in the other. I'm very careful. But yesterday... there was a swollen bruise on my right leg. I pressed it to see how badly swollen. It indented more than 1/2 inch but seems to be okay today. I worry about my poor circulation, scrub my toes with a soft bristle brush, watch discoloration come and go. I probably need new arteries or veins but hey... "Heathcare" USA (enough said?). I may be better off trying something here in Thailand. But still... wish I lived in a country that had adequate patient based healthcare. Thailand and Taiwan mostly do, but I can't access it. First world systems like Europe, Canada and Australia do, but again, I can't access it.
I know I sound bitter.
Hope the knot is minor and discoloration normal. And... hopefully the doctor can come up with a plan that suits you.
As for school... I'm too old unless it's free. I learn a lot by traveling and reading articles on the internet and by talking with people about their experiences. Textbooks have limits.
My feet happen to feel just like that today. I had to go out to a doctor appointment and the post office. It didn't take much to get mine screaming in pain. btw: stepping on a Lego is the worst! You probably already know that.
Corey messaged Sunday to tell me he unblocked me and wanted to talk. I wasn't sure I wanted to talk to him. Upon the advice of a dear friend, Legendary❤️Mask, I made a list of questions I need to be answered. I know there are things I'll never understand, but he can damn sure try to explain himself. No matter how mad I may be, at the end of the day, I do love him and want this to work. But it takes two. So I told him I'm willing to talk to him, but first I want to know if he wants to walk away or try. Honestly, my first concern is figuring out where I'm going to go Monday and how I'm going to get there since the car is 100 miles away. I want to have a civil conversation about that before talking about our marriage. He agreed to get the car from the shop and bring it to me. Of course, then I'd need to drive him back. But I can keep my mouth shut for two hours if it means I'll have my car. Unfortunately, when I called the shop Monday, I was told it probably won't be done until Friday. We had a light-hearted talk Monday, and on Tuesday, he said wants me to move up there with him and figure out how to make things work. We agreed to table any deep conversations until we're face-to-face. New plan: drive the car to me Friday, load up a rental truck, and put everything into storage In Sulphur Springs. This morning, however, I talked to the shop and learned the car isn't done. There was hidden damage and the insurance company needs to look before signing off on it. They went ahead and ordered the parts since it takes so long to get them. It might be done at the end of next week. Corey was offered a job at his interview this morning, so I haven't been able to talk to him about it yet. His dad bought a truck and is letting Corey make payments to him for it. While I'm not happy about that, I don't even want to discuss it. I just need to know where the hell I'm going to be next week. My nerves are shot. I'm the opposite of a stress eater. I've dropped enough weight over the last two weeks that my ring falls off. I keep breaking out in hives too. So for now, I wait.
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