Today has been a weird day.
I stayed in bed until 7:45, because I woke up with a migraine and I was fasting for a blood draw. The clinic opens at 9, so I’d have to work a while and then get the blood drawn and then eat. I wrapped my head in a heating pad to try and ease the head pain. I wasn’t going to take the medication until after the draw because it tends to make me a bit loopy and I didn’t want to drive on it.
When I got to the clinic, I was told that the medical staff had been delayed at the hospital and wouldn’t be there for another hour or so. I started crying pretty much immediately because I was fasting and I’m PMSing and grieving and I had broken my routine for nothing. Then a woman I know walked into the office and we chatted and she told me to stop by tonight.
Work went okay. A lot of meetings, as is typical for a Monday for me. I did my best to focus and succeeded somewhat. I felt panicked at lunch and didn’t know what to eat. I ended up taking my trike out of the shed and dragging it over to the car so I could fill the flat and see if it leaked out again. I’m letting it sit out, upside down, overnight before I put it back. Maybe I’ll top off the tires in the morning while it’s colder. I had a large apple for lunch, which I didn’t technically finish until nearly dinner time.
It was good to have dinner ready to heat and eat. And it was tasty. I’m going to need to get more canned chicken. A convenient protein for me, and right now I’m all about convenience.
Then I drove into town to visit with my friends and get the key so I can feed their dog starting Thursday. But before I left my neighborhood, a woman flagged me down worried that her husband had fallen. The husband in question was just fine and sitting in the living room rather than on the ground where she’d left him. I thought I might be involved in a medical emergency, but it turned out to be just a woman overly concerned, and perhaps not in the best health herself. I do feel that I helped her though. And I got to pet some dogs.
Then I went into town and ended up chatting for nearly two hours. Some of that was me literally crying on her shoulder. She’s a widow as well, and it’s very helpful for me to get that perspective. To remember that I should have no expectation of “normal” any time soon. No matter what my brain wants to say about it.
And then, even though it was nearly 8, I stopped by my other friend’s place, the one that I saw in the clinic that morning. Because she was going to be leaving town soon and it felt important for me to at least have a quick visit, which I did. I’m invited to come visit them down in California. They’re a half mile from the ocean and in the redwoods, so I really want to do that.
I tried wearing my new wood earrings today and discovered that they need backs. My ear holes are a little too big to hold them securely. They kept falling off until I put on little rubber retainers. I like them, but they’re fussy so I don’t know if I’ll wear them very often. And I don’t think I should sleep in them.
Today, I prioritized connection over yard work, and I think that was the right thing for me to do. I hope that I remember my dreams tonight. I miss my adventure dreams.
