Bed rest chronicles Day 2
Well,
it has been two days on rest. I will admit it I do get up to
empty the dishwasher, shower, vacuum, tiny bit of cooking but then it is
right back to the recliner. I have been told to drink a gallon of water
a day and let me just tell you that it is very hard to maintain rest
when you have to pee every 15 min. The puggles don't seem to mind I am
on bed rest. I think in their little puggle brains it reassures them
that it is indeed ok to sleep 18 out of the 24 hour day and not feel guilty.
One
thing that is very hard to deal with is my attention span is that of a fruit fly
and finding ways to keep busy is hard. I try to break up my day how I
used to do it at work. I break up the day into hours. Wake up at 8am and
from 8-9 eat breakfast, browse FB, check email, watch the today show.
9am-10am maybe some candy crush until it tells me that I have to wait
another 15 min before I can make another attempt at completing the
level which, if you play, know how torturous that is! Browse Pinterest to see what is "hip" these days and pin hundreds of recipes I will probably never make.
Realize that Pinterest made me hungry and grab a snack on the way back
from my third potty break since I woke up.
At
10am I try to watch Hoda and Kathy Lee but start to realize my brain
cells are diminishing from the pointless crap they mention on their
show. 11am I watch the view which hurts my brain even more because it is
nothing but five women talking at the same time and trying to get their
opinions out before the next commercial, so I am prob attempting another
shot at Candy Crush.
Noon
I start to scavenge for lunch. Sandwich, leftovers, cereal this could
be a very hard decision for the day. Lately it has been turkey and
cheese on a Kaiser roll with kettle cooked potato chips IN the sandwich
and a nice glass of milk. Back to the recliner...look out the
window...see that the news has taken over and one can only take so much
torture in the world so I scan the channel for some other program that
probably has some rich person complaining of the problems in their life.
I do believe yesterday I fought the temptation but put on the
Kardashians and it was the episode of wanting to cook the placenta and
feed it to the family members as a surprise and I quickly learned that
my poor children will never have good old fashioned TV sitcoms the way
we did growing up and that in itself, is a very sad sad concept to
grasp.
I
find that from 1-3pm is the hardest. I have hit my limit of sitting in
the recliner and peeing every 15 min so I attempt to crochet my blanket.
I can't even tell you how many times I get going and get about 1/4
through it and realize I messed up somewhere and have to start from the
beginning!! This is almost as frustrating as candy crush! :)
Mike
comes home and I am sure I stare at him like a dog that just seen his
owner after being left home in a crate all day. I begin to interrogate
him about his day and want to know everything that happened, what was
discussed at work, what he did at work, where he ate lunch at work etc...
I am dying for conversation. Not that I REALLY care what he does at
work, I mean I do, but you get what I am saying. You can tell the poor
guy just wants to get changed, sit on the couch, catch up on shows he
has missed and prob not talk to anyone until after dinner but I am an
attention whore and I now understand why when we walk in the door the
puggles will dance around, bring us their toys, sit right in front of us
and stare at us uncomfortably until we cave in from guilt and roll around on the floor
with them for a few minutes. I GET IT!!
So,
folks, this is rest. I will embrace it and enjoy it. I will
learn to make it work as long as it means my babies are doing well!
Please do not fault me for writing pointless blogs every few days as it
will help my boredom and most importantly sanity :) As for the picture below, I am pretty sure if you saw me right now I would closely resemble this kitty. Hair has air dried into a frizz mess :)
Shannon!
