Rule Breaker!

The clock is ticking. By this time tomorrow, I will be out cold and I don't even want to think about what the surgeon will be doing. I'd rather not know. Just fix me. 

This is my last day of being able to do for myself for a week or so, and I want to make the most of it. Not quite sure what to do though. There's work to be done for sure. There's always work to be done.  Stupid dust bunnies need to take a vacation! Don't they know it's summer? 

There is some concern, rightly so, by those who care about me that I will not fully obey the doctor's instructions to rest after the surgery.  I have a hard time doing nothing. Ok, that's not completely true. I can do nothing for a short period of time and be quite content. The problem arises when I see something that needs to be done. I have to take care of it, be it laundry, the evil dust bunnies, whatever.  Blame it on the OCD, I can't let it be. You could also blame it on pride and impatience, but that would be delving a little too deep this early in the day ;)

Let me give you an example. This past weekend I was working on a landscaping project in our back yard. The pool was put in two summers ago, and the yard surrounding our beautiful pool looks just like it did after the installers tore it up with a bobcat.  Mt. Mongold (the huge dirt pile left by the installers) has diminished, but most of the ground around the pool is just dirt. I did put a path in, and started to put rock around the pool last summer. My goal this weekend was to finish the project. I bought 15 bags of river rock, and 21 interlocking brick edgers.   Saturday I was moving a load of dirt (heavy clay) in the wheelbarrow. It tipped right, and my wrist went left. That hurt. It wasn't too bad though, and I got quite a bit done. Sunday I forgot to ask Phil to move the rock out of my van to the backyard before he left for his softball game.  I thought I was pretty strong and with the wheelbarrow I could move some of the bags and start spreading the rock.  I parked the wheelbarrow right behind my van and loaded 3 bags of rock.  As I tried to maneuver the wheelbarrow out of the garage, it tipped left catching my left knee with the handle and smashing it against the van. Not good. I actually called out for help. Yeah, no one heard me.  By the time I managed to get my knee out and the wheelbarrow upright, I was crying my knee hurt so bad. I couldn't stand on it. Thankfully, no one saw this display of foolishness.  I was shaky for the next ten minutes. I got that stupid wheelbarrow full of rock to the back yard and tipped the cursed thing on purpose. Phil had to move those bags, and the rest, after his ball game. 

The good news is that I used all the supplies I bought, and got half way around the pool done.  The bad news is my knee still hurts, and I'm limping.  So, what to do today? I have some errands to run, and some last minute (unpleasant) pre-op things that need to be taken care of.  I'm totally being a rule breaker right now too. Shhhh! I was told to only eat jello and broth (basically a liquid diet) today. I just had two cups of coffee, dry toast, and some scrambled egg whites. If I don't eat anything at breakfast, I get a raging headache and am nauseous the rest of the day. I promise that was the last thing I'll eat today. Promise. 

Oh, one more random thing I need to share! A few years ago, Alisha decided she wanted her ears pierced. She did fine until it was time to change the earrings for the first time. I got the right earring out and she freaked. Wouldn't let me put a new one in, wouldn't let me take the other one out. She has a very low pain tolerance. I let it go. Drove me nuts to see her with just one earring in all this time. No one else has ever seemed to notice. Last night she was complaining of swimmer's ear, and so while I was putting drops in her ear, I took out the earring! How sneaky of me. She yelled and cried, but it's out! Haha.  I can't tell you how much joy that brought me. She's symmetrical again! OCD, people, I have OCD. 

I will try to tweet and update my fb from the hospital tomorrow. Thanks to everyone for their prayers and kind thoughts!

Comments

[Shellie (baylormum)]

You had better not do a single load of laundry for at least 2 weeks! Or even LOOK for the evil dust bunnies. They are good hiders so I know you would be in an awkward position to even see them. No, no, Lisa.
No cooking either. Supervising, yes. Cooking & cleaning dishes, no.
Wish I were closer. I so be there with meals and TLC. YOU deserve some TLC. I will be praying that you will find comfort in staying in bed and only doing what the dr allowed. Keep in mind you don't want to repair anything else.

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[chrissy]

I agree with Shellie! This is serious Lisa! I can tell you my mom didn't listen and instead of being off of work for 6 weeks, it quickly turned to 12 weeks, just because she pushed herself a little!
Down Lisa, stay down, you can give orders and lists from the bed and the couch!!!!!!
Praying for your surgery and your recovery!

[Eliana]

the ocd thing reminds me of a one-liner i once read:
"i don't have OCD. i have CDO. its like OCD, but in alphabetical order, like its supposed to be."
lol.

[Aunt Anne]

Nothing for me to say, the others said it all. Love and prayers.

[Paisley]

You take it easy and rest its very important so that you will heal properly.