I couldn’t sleep on Wednesday. I was supposed to meet Gloria for a run but I have this killer eye pain that just shoots through me. It woke me up and the tears clued me in..I should probably drug/ice up and give it some time before I run. Enough time to not want to cut my own head off. Not that I would wish for any injury but due to the high levels of migraines in my world, the universe could have given me a different injury. I mean, come on.
So I hung out doin’ the ~6am in front of the tv with my computer waiting for the Ibuprofen to kick in~ thing.
What? It’s a thing.
It kicked in just in time to figure out that Skosh HAD to see the vet. His leg clearly had an abscess. Now we’ve reached critical mass.
Sean is the cat whisperer so he helped me get him into the cat carrier…is it ridiculous to say I’m currently a little afraid of Angry Cat?
He has an abscess that is really REALLY deep and everyone is confident (they hope) it isn’t in the joint. ::prayersappreciated::
He is heavily drugged and heavily bandaged and goes back today for clean bandage wrap and then Sunday…
he gets it surgically closed.
Yes, that’s right. That’s how crazy bad it is. It needs to be surgically closed. This was unexpected for them, too. But I’m so glad I took him in when I did.
By the time I got home it was dark. So…no running.
We took care of all the animals, gave love to Skosh, and went to bed.
This morning when I woke up, Sean said…”I think we have a problem”.
Now, that is never a good way to wake up. In my house it means something is flooded, something is broken, and animal is sick…could be anything.
Cue the dollar signs.
And this one was a doozy.
The universe has found my personal nightmare and brought it to fruition.
Do you know what a new furnace costs?
I’m not going there. It nauseates me.
But we called and it may not be terrible. We’ll have to see. They are coming to look at it and hopefully fix it this morning. To save me from a weekend at a hotel because if you think I’m going to be cold all weekend, that is SO NOT HAPPENING>
Bright side…my eye is looking and feeling MUCH better. Still throbs in the morning so I’m living on Ibuprofen but it’s nothing like what it was. I no longer scare people with one withering look. And I’m confident when theboy comes over tonight he won’t run in fear when he sees me.
I’m heading out right this minute to run the dog. Then when I get back I’m going to run myself. Because at this point…running is necessary.
I haven’t strength trained all week and I do miss it. Who knew I would miss something I can’t stand at the same time?
I think on Monday I’ll start it up again. It’s been so hard with Sean home for surgery, the cats, the dishwasher. The whole convoluted mess I just think…Monday. Because on Monday I will wake with a new resolve to conquer the world and train like a beast!
Or…I’ll just drag my tired ass over to my workout area and get through it as best I can hoping I’m doing some good.
When I’m super busy and we’re stressed with worry and there are so many things going on, it’s important to keep getting that