Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Shell Shocked

I woke up to the sound of the alarm and decided that just a few more moments of sleep were necessary. Suddenly it was an hour later and something was not right. I felt a cramp. I decided to slip out of bed and go directly to the toilet. I barely touched the floor as I flew to the bathroom. I closed the door, pulled down my pajamas and took a seat.

The cramps gained strength. I couldn't move. At all. Not my body out of the bathroom nor anything from my colon. God the pain was extreme. The tears streamed down my face and my panic began to rise. I began to feel nauseous.

"Okay, breath, slow down, relax" were among the messages I started to say in my head. After another 5 minutes, I was able to lift myself, my pants and my hands to the medicine cabinet before running in a crouched position back to my bed. I fell onto the mattress and groaned clutching my belly. I never act like this. I prefer to suffer in silence.

My partner had to get me a glass of water so that I could swallow my tylenol. I lay in a heap. I began to worry about getting to work. After 15 minutes of lying in bed, I went back to the bathroom a little calmer and slightly more in control. I passed something. Nothing that really looked out of the ordinary so I expected more but that was it. It was over as quickly as it started and I was beginning to feel better.

I was shell shocked. I felt like I had been run over. I stayed in bed for another hour. I was able to work on my laptop as I recovered from a terrible awakening.

Then I got up, showered, dressed, put on my makeup and some heels and looked like I had been walking down the cat walk rather than squatting between my bed and bathroom.

Lets see what happens next shall we?

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Arrived but not settled

It would be irresponsible of me to suggest that all is great and that I am fine. However, the truth is that the move went pretty well. Surprisingly well.

We had a few issues with communication with relocation services. The dates they gave us were a little screwed up. This resulted in us driving through the rain in the dark to get to our new place in order to beat the truck that did not actually arrive for another day and a half. We slept on the floor. That sucked. The next night we slept in a hotel and relo picked up the tab.

The truck did finally arrive and all of our stuff was loaded in. When they left, the house was bulging. We could hardly move. The next day the unpackers came and that was very stressful since they just keep on opening boxes and unwrapping items that they then place on any available surface. They do not put things away. I am very grateful to them as we have a kitchen that is usable already however, my bathroom and bedroom are a total nightmare. I have no idea how to start.

Health wise, it has taken its tole. I did not have proper access to all my meds for days and moving is not good for the diet. All the work has caused an increase in my joint pain and swelling. I have noticed some improvement in the last couple of days and hopefully I will continue to improve. I would like to get my colon moving properly again. I had some serious but brief pain this morning but at least I am going again. When I first swell up on the inside, I stop passing anything.

We are very glad to be here and we love our new house. The neighborhood is exciting and busy and we have met many neighbors. They are a friendly bunch.