a day of nothing

As week thirty-eight drew to a close (tomorrow marks the start of week thirty-nine), it found me in a frenzied state of--sitting around, doing nothing. Okay, so it wasn't really frenzied. But after getting up, fiddling around in the kitchen, and fixing a yummy breakfast of biscuits and gravy (something you can't get a decent serving of in the restaurants around here) and scrambled eggs, I pretty much stopped. Got on the computer for a bit, napped in the recliner for a while, went to dinner with my husband, but other than that...stopped.

At least it wasn't due to a night of excruciating pain and exhaustion. After a few commiserating comments, I realized that I had failed to update you on that end. The past two nights have been relatively peaceful, and I've been able to sleep in bed without much pain. I've even been sleeping for an hour/hour and a half without waking up, which is quite remarkable. (The only downside to this is that my hips get stiff from being on them so long, but this is not that bad anymore.) My left wrist and forearm have been getting inexplicably worse--sore, like a sprain almost--throughout the day, but it's nothing to complain about (just comment on a lot throughout the day, which Al probably thought were complaints :)). I'm thinking the steroid injections for my carpel tunnel are finally wearing off, but if that's the case, it's presenting itself in a whole new way. I'm supposed to see the doc for that again in April, so if it continues, I'll let her know. I have a feeling that I won't have much time to pay attention to it after a few days anyway. :)

So, a pretty uneventful day of nothing. Not putting on the final (I hope) coat of stain on the changing table, which I'll have to do tomorrow. Not cleaning, vacuuming, organizing, shopping--nothing. And all in all, it's been a pretty good day.