609. Sunday 17th November 2019. A lost week, sleeping mostly and living on Mothers Little Helpers…

Monday 11th November

Today is what we once called Armistice Day. A day when we stopped doing whatever we were doing and gave a minutes silence, reflection and prayer on the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month. I had fallen asleep soon after eating breakfast so in effect I did honour the 11th hour etc. I just did not do it consciously!

Once more my day was made up of small victories of being able to walk in larger circles and thanks to my meds, do so with a little less pain. That said, I figured if I can use my meds the correct way I could probably sit still on a flight for 90 minutes. That means NOT taking the Valium in the morning which means I will be wide awake, bushy tailed and not zonked out looking for sleep while trying to board a flight. On the strength of my thoughts I booked a flight to the Gold Coast tomorrow at 1.20 PM.I also booked a carer to drive me home. Of course this all hinges if I can get out of bed in the morning which is what happened to me last week. So far all is looking  A OK, that is, apart from pain but my meds should have kicked in by mid morning and I will take an Endone with a Panadol booster an hour before I am due to fly.

I managed a dozen circuits of the back yard but tomorrow I will be dragging two suitcases at the same time so that will be a challenge.

Tuesday 12th November

Small victories!

Yes I slept all night and managed to get out of bed and breakfasted and dressed and did my little walking exercises and packed my bags. Soon, we were on our way to the airport where Bev dropped me. At the Jet Star Service Desk they had a boarding pass ready for me. Yay! Then I took my Endone and two Panadol and waited. Even better for me was I had a window seat on Row 2 so I could sleep and the middle seat was vacant.

Soon I was landing on the Gold Coast and my carer collected me and I was soon home safe in my own house and ultra tired from the Endone and I forgot to mention I even took a Valium. I was asleep in no time.

Wednesday 13th November

Woke to a little pain until it was time to climb out of bed. At least I was able to get out of bed without  a mobility aide. OK so breakfast included my usual dose of 7 different tablets. My other carer, Lynda took me shopping for groceries and a much needed new back brace. The old one was around 20 years old and had lost most of its elasticity. Time to also consider an Inversion Table which was a great aide when I last had this problem.

Luckily I have two sticks with a claw and a handle so was able to feed clothes into the front loader washing machine and when the washing was finished to pull the clothes out again.

I had an appointment with the doctor and managed to convince him to refer me to an Osteopath at Robina.

Thursday 14th November

Carer No1 took me to an appointment with a Osteopath in the afternoon. His treatment helped a little but I still need those Mothers Little Helpers which was written and sung about by the Rolling Stones last century.

And goes running for the shelter of a mother’s little helper
And two help her on her way, get her through her busy day

 

If you want to hear the full song it can be found here. Although t shows it as being a .MP4 file there is no video and plays in MP3.

The rest of the day is a blur of wearing my back brace and taking that cocktail of pills.

Friday 15th November

Much like yesterday only there was no Osteopath visit.

Saturday and Sunday.

Apart from a shuffling walk and regular doses of Mothers Little Helpers I made it through the day.

…And night.

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